<?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-5876116</id><updated>2011-08-10T14:18:12.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>~Erin Flies An Airship~</title><subtitle type='html'>i will fly before i drive!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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>228</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5876116.post-108606254282338666</id><published>2004-05-31T23:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T00:02:22.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I would like to re-emphasize what I said about Ed.He is a really wonderful man, and I still totally wish he was my dad.Also, TPA seems a lot cooler when you just hang out with the teachers. ^_^And Ed swears a lot.Also again:electronautilus: CASSIE--HAVE YOU EVER BEEN WORKED ON BY TWO GUYS WHO ARE HOT FOR YOUR SNATCH?!electronautilus: aaaah, i blush just typing that.electronautilus: i'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108606254282338666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108606254282338666' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108606254282338666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108606254282338666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-would-like-to-re-emphasize-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108597780783536257</id><published>2004-05-31T00:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T00:30:07.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>electronautilus: cassie, cassie, i want to have sex.Sunny521: ME TOOelectronautilus: it is EATING my SOULSunny521: it's certainly not eating anything else!!Sunny521: (crowd goes "oooooh")</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108597780783536257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108597780783536257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108597780783536257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108597780783536257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/electronautilus-cassie-cassie-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108597690875828343</id><published>2004-05-31T00:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T00:17:06.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ummm...I have a new simple template. *cough*Blogger is well on its way to becoming an lj clone, and now offers comments, so I'm using it rather than my old system, as it's probably more reliable. So, I thought I'd share a few good comments, before they are lost forever. You might just want to ignore this post. You know what's gonna happen when you eat those peppers!!! ASSSSSSSSS OF FIREEEEEE!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108597690875828343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108597690875828343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108597690875828343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108597690875828343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/ummm.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108595931852009031</id><published>2004-05-30T19:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T19:21:58.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I spent the night at Kate and John's (&amp; Angie's &amp; Emily's, I guess, because I'd call them my friends) &amp; that was really fun, but it's kind of overshadowed (is that a term?) by something that happened today:Daniel took me out for lunch at Gentle Strength, which is the co-op that he co-operates, &amp; I ate food that was tasty &amp; vegetarian, &amp; it smelled like Haymarket &amp; soaked into my skin like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108595931852009031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108595931852009031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108595931852009031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108595931852009031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-spent-night-at-kate-and-johns-angies.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108578192888553654</id><published>2004-05-28T18:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T18:05:28.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ed and I have a "date" on Monday to discuss Breakfast of Champions, Timequake, and whether or not it is acceptable to mix vodka with academics. ^_^I adore this man and, while our relationship is not so intimate that I would use the word "love", I really wish he were my dad.Please excuse this messy, unfinished layout--I'll start on it after work and finish it once Daniel teaches me to make gifs</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108578192888553654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108578192888553654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108578192888553654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108578192888553654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/ed-and-i-have-date-on-monday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108577314567834724</id><published>2004-05-28T15:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T15:39:05.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is how I imagine the conversation going:Dad: You need to go to school.Andy: I don't want to go to school!D: You need to go to school.A: I don't want to go to school!D: You need to go to school.A: I don't want to go to school!D: Fine.A: Will you buy me a sword?D: Sure!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108577314567834724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108577314567834724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108577314567834724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108577314567834724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/this-is-how-i-imagine-conversation.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108572058154921063</id><published>2004-05-28T01:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T01:03:01.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Matt, by the way, is a rock star. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108572058154921063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108572058154921063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108572058154921063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108572058154921063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/matt-by-way-is-rock-star.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108564053509361599</id><published>2004-05-27T02:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T02:48:55.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I spent my first night in my garage room last night. It was pretty sweet!Daniel and I have spent the better part of two days together, with sucky downs and dazzling ups. But, tonight it kind of deteriorated into catty fights over what would be considered a donut. Daniel can be a real asshole, but, luckily, after one asshole comment, he noted, "I'm such a bitch." Heh!I had a few hours to myself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108564053509361599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108564053509361599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108564053509361599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108564053509361599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-spent-my-first-night-in-my-garage.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108560680767550934</id><published>2004-05-26T17:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T17:26:47.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And I felt the weight seep into my shoulders, and I realized what it means to love.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108560680767550934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108560680767550934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108560680767550934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108560680767550934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/and-i-felt-weight-seep-into-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108554036744544646</id><published>2004-05-25T22:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T22:59:27.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>She is absolutely amazing. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108554036744544646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108554036744544646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108554036744544646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108554036744544646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/she-is-absolutely-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108554033566539161</id><published>2004-05-25T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T22:58:55.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Her name is Painter.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108554033566539161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108554033566539161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108554033566539161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108554033566539161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/her-name-is-painter.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108552297256320747</id><published>2004-05-25T18:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T18:09:32.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"You need to know that whenever I show emotional independence or insight while you're tense because of your addictions, you start to respect me even if you despised me an hour earlier. Remember, you don't like me, either. We both have a lot of work to do--everyone does--and since we have that in common, I really think we should try and be friends."--Mistah Daniel SumavilI kind of had a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108552297256320747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108552297256320747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108552297256320747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108552297256320747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/you-need-to-know-that-whenever-i-show.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108542179676981945</id><published>2004-05-24T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T14:03:26.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel about 700% better than I did yesterday. This has been a very cry-y, sleepdeprived week for me. Oh, the grimy wonder of a french press.Cassie and I are not going to Sedona. But, Daniel and I are. And...it looks like Aaron and I are going to see Cassie in Marfa, both eliminating the need to dpend time in Tempe and increasing privacy somewhat! Whoo!I had more energy when I wanted to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108542179676981945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108542179676981945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108542179676981945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108542179676981945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-feel-about-700-better-than-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108535776407780354</id><published>2004-05-23T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T20:16:04.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I learned something that I didn't understand before: what it means to say that time is a dimension. Just as one measures in space distances or speeds by using the Pythagorean theorem, one can measure the total speed through space and time by saying that it always equals the speed of light. This is why time slows down the faster you go and why time stops at the speed of light.Very cool.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108535776407780354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108535776407780354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108535776407780354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108535776407780354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-learned-something-that-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108535608918262444</id><published>2004-05-23T19:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T19:48:09.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is a low energy day for me and for those I'm close to, and it's kind of weird that they coincide. I got my period today, not more than two hours before I was supposed to go hiking. There wasn't much hiking.My relationship with Daniel is really strained right now.I wish I were energetic today so that I could help Aaron relax.Blood won't wash out of my pads here as well as it does at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108535608918262444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108535608918262444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108535608918262444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108535608918262444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/today-is-low-energy-day-for-me-and-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108526211679968314</id><published>2004-05-22T17:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T17:41:56.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hiking is taking place tomorrow instead of today, and I did a lot yesterday, and it warrants recording, but I can't really motivate myself.I went to Daniel's house to sleep today. I played with the still unnamed kitten for quite awhile, or rather, she attacked me. She can jump three feet straight up into the air and grab onto you! and she likes to scoot around on the floor pulling herself along </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108526211679968314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108526211679968314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108526211679968314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108526211679968314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/hiking-is-taking-place-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108516541261122517</id><published>2004-05-21T14:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T17:29:52.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just made up the weirdest complicated lie so as to not work tonight: "I'm helping cater for a dinner for Lutheran Brethren pastors." Why, I do not know. I guess I just wanted to start next week, damn it. Mebbe I don't want it to sink in completely that I'm here. An ass-boring Friday night shift at an office supply store would do it.But, it might have been good for me, as I prepared an enormous</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108516541261122517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108516541261122517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108516541261122517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108516541261122517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-just-made-up-weirdest-complicated.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108514905977631836</id><published>2004-05-21T10:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T10:17:39.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I currently reside in a very hot state, and today, for some unknown reason, we have a mandatory power outage. Now, that's just plain mean!Aside from the air conditioning, the animals need it too, as the temps of their cages have to be regulated! Nyao.So....I hung out with Daniel which was weird. He has a kitten, who is perfect. We're hopefully going hiking in the Superstitions tomorrow, which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108514905977631836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108514905977631836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108514905977631836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108514905977631836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-currently-reside-in-very-hot-state.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108510529947662830</id><published>2004-05-20T22:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T22:08:19.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bathtubguitarboy: there goes my favorite math major, on another tangent</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108510529947662830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108510529947662830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108510529947662830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108510529947662830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/bathtubguitarboy-there-goes-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108498167948558056</id><published>2004-05-19T11:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T11:47:59.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On Monday, Aaron and I watched lesbian couples get their wedding photos taken by City Hall in Noho.I dyed my hair a successfully bright orengi! It is now the same color as my specs...I'll post pictures when I unpack my little neglected Corriander.For the next couple of weeks, I will have the house to myself during the day. I kind of want to hold off going to work and work on playing bass </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108498167948558056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108498167948558056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108498167948558056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108498167948558056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/on-monday-aaron-and-i-watched-lesbian.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108492365167413450</id><published>2004-05-18T19:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T19:40:51.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, it took me twenty minutes or so to remember why I hate it here.And that's how long it took for the stress headaches to come back.It started when I heard people firing guns in the back yard.And now I'm crying and I can't stop and I'm trying desperately to think of a way to get back. I shouldn't be here, I WAS home. This is not my home, and it never was, and I hate this family and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108492365167413450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108492365167413450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108492365167413450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108492365167413450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/ok-it-took-me-twenty-minutes-or-so-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108492175070263095</id><published>2004-05-18T19:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T19:09:10.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am home, yarr, yarr. I feel ok. My dad won't stop talking to me.I'll post later about the rest of the week.Just know for now that Aaron's mom kind of walked in on us having sex while stoned, and that the goodbye we had today was so sweet and gentle that it was like a dream.Aaah, my dear, I love you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108492175070263095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108492175070263095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108492175070263095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108492175070263095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-am-home-yarr-yarr.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108471624452249938</id><published>2004-05-16T10:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T10:04:04.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And I got a 51 on the physics final.Ouch.But a B in the class!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108471624452249938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108471624452249938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108471624452249938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108471624452249938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/and-i-got-51-on-physics-final.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108463873333724400</id><published>2004-05-15T12:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T12:32:13.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I will say a bit about yesterday; know that it ended with me getting stoned for the first time, which was "fun and interesting" and more than a little bit sexy, but kind of hard to explain. I felt like my entire body had gone to sleep in little tugging jerks? Aaron was wonderful..Because the rest of the day was great and I was sober, I'll talk about it instead.Before I headed into town I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108463873333724400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108463873333724400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108463873333724400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108463873333724400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-will-say-bit-about-yesterday-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108455221895319369</id><published>2004-05-14T12:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T12:30:18.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm "home" alone for awhile today, before I walk my ass down to N'hampton carrying a cello and bus to Amherst. I'm not completely alone, though.Toby's here, too.I thought we had a real thing goin', what with two walks alone together in the past twenty four hours, but I'm pretty sure he doesn't trust me--he follows me around the house and licks his genitals solemnly while gazing at me. Yeeeesh,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108455221895319369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108455221895319369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108455221895319369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108455221895319369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/im-home-alone-for-awhile-today-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108436896384436191</id><published>2004-05-12T09:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T09:36:03.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, yeah, what do you think of this bass?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108436896384436191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108436896384436191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108436896384436191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108436896384436191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/oh-yeah-what-do-you-think-of-this-bass.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108436872566618746</id><published>2004-05-12T09:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T09:32:05.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aaaah, back at GCC. Aaron's sitting with me, too, as his class was kind of useless.So...we rode on a bus for an hour to get here, and now we're stuck until two, for nothing! ;_;My last trip up to GCC was actually a lot of fun. I harrassed some geese and chased a duck, and I hung out in the math lounge...Joy, I talked with the prof. that you graded for! Whee!My skin is dried to paper and I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108436872566618746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108436872566618746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108436872566618746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108436872566618746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/aaaah-back-at-gcc.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108419589858751628</id><published>2004-05-10T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T09:31:38.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Doot doot doot doo!So, I am at GCC today and have a few hours to burrrrrrn, as Aaron has class and then some lesson thingy and then some other class. I'm in the library; when I came in I was cheered by memories of the last time I was here and abused the "Please Help Yourself" sign on the rubberbands. I am beginning to know this campus too well. I think I'll run around and take pictures today, as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108419589858751628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108419589858751628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108419589858751628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108419589858751628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/doot-doot-doot-doo-so-i-am-at-gcc.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108413770003133585</id><published>2004-05-09T17:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T17:26:11.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Still here, still bummed, still bored.Nayoo...&gt;_&lt;And, for some reason, very accutely aware that I am not as attractive as my boyfriend's last gurlfriend.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108413770003133585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108413770003133585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108413770003133585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108413770003133585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/still-here-still-bummed-still-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108407247295495972</id><published>2004-05-08T23:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T23:19:03.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sooooo...here I am in Chesterfield.This is where I'll be for a few days...I'm really wishing that I had invested in a new book, or something. Call of the Wild is really dry. I do prefer Burning Daylight...if nothing else, it makes me think of what Aaron will be like in a few years. ^_^But, yeah..I've gone to a house full of women to one full of three men, and it's boring and awkward.Rarr. If</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108407247295495972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108407247295495972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108407247295495972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108407247295495972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/sooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108395821260014455</id><published>2004-05-07T15:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T15:34:40.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are a TOWNIE! You grew up in Noho... and you find it pretty boring. You spend all of your time hanging out downtown because you have nothing better to do with your time. You either dropped out of high school, go to community college, or just didn't go to college after h.s. You don't really want to do anything with your life, and your townie friends are the only ones who understand you. You do</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108395821260014455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108395821260014455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108395821260014455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108395821260014455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/you-are-townie-you-grew-up-in-noho.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108395742914758686</id><published>2004-05-07T15:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T15:21:37.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok..I am done with academics now.Eesh.This has been a slackerslackerslacker semester...and I just bullshitted two finals,  in math and physics courses--my majors. Oof, oof. O_oI kind of feel...wary. Not guilty, exactly.It's like watching an aboandoned building get blown up--you're not in it, but you still think, "Ouch!"It's strange to picture this girl in a WOZQ shirt and a long flowing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108395742914758686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108395742914758686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108395742914758686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108395742914758686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108381659331211017</id><published>2004-05-06T00:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T00:14:19.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Daniel is not picking me up at the airport.I mean, it's because he'll be working, which is great..but that was like half the fun of going home.My heart hurts a bit. ;_;Aaaah, today was great. I lost track of time because of amazing sex. Woohoo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108381659331211017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108381659331211017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108381659331211017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108381659331211017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/daniel-is-not-picking-me-up-at-airport.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108381346136124426</id><published>2004-05-05T23:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T23:22:07.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cross posted to lj:Soooooo, if you're around Smith and have a radio, tune in to WOZQ (91.9) tomorrow afternoon at 1 pm to hear Aaron and I on the airwaves! My friend Leigh is one of the main radio...chicks...and she gets to go in and do shows for FUN and we are going to be her cohosts. There shall be mad indie action...mad Aaron and Leigh indie action, that is; I'll probably sit on the floor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108381346136124426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108381346136124426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108381346136124426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108381346136124426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/cross-posted-to-lj-soooooo-if-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108376762883004806</id><published>2004-05-05T10:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T10:38:13.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If Charlott'e a mad gemini, then I'm a cancerous little cancer, except for the hardworking part.JULY: Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom andto be understood.Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride inoneself. Has reputation.Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people'sfeelings. Tactful.Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental andunpredictable. Moody andeasily hurt</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108376762883004806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108376762883004806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108376762883004806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108376762883004806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/if-charlotte-mad-gemini-then-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108368684725062738</id><published>2004-05-04T12:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T12:11:21.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes, when I tilt my head to the right, half-close my eyes, and breathe very, very slowly, I can see where things are going if I don't lighten up.My relationship with Aaron is only stressful when I make an unconscious decision to ignore stress in other parts of my life--finals, fin aid, having to live with my family, etc. It sneaks into my muscles and turns my mind to static and strips away</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108368684725062738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108368684725062738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108368684725062738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108368684725062738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/sometimes-when-i-tilt-my-head-to-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108362715211424209</id><published>2004-05-03T19:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T19:36:38.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I got some validation about the "taking it too far telling Aaron that he's hot" thing.A day too late, though...isn't it always.I really wish being cheated on didn't stick with me the way it is.Oh well, I guess...just a little more work.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108362715211424209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108362715211424209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108362715211424209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108362715211424209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/so-i-got-some-validation-about-taking.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108353556750676934</id><published>2004-05-02T18:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T18:11:57.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, Cassie...exalted above all other vegans...thanks.electronautilus: how did you respond to discovering people having crushes on Les? did you leave bags of poop on their doorsteps reading, "she's mine, FUCK OFF"?Sunny521: in fact, yes.Sunny521: it's ok if he knows he's hot.  like, everyone should know they're hot.  you should know you're hot.    and this in turn will be beneficial for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108353556750676934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108353556750676934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108353556750676934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108353556750676934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/ah-cassie.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108343413988911082</id><published>2004-05-01T13:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T13:59:59.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Also, I have been waiting for this for six long months. What a beautiful tease.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108343413988911082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108343413988911082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108343413988911082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108343413988911082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/also-i-have-been-waiting-for-this-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108343177692773769</id><published>2004-05-01T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T13:35:06.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, Ok, Ok.Yesterday was Aaron's birthday. We began celebrating on Wednesday with a tasty veggie meal with his family, which was really, really peaceful. I hadn't realized that I missed being with a family--hadn't considered it possible, really--but there it is. Ten days of living with them may bring me back to my usual bittnerness. Let's hope so, phew!!Thursday night, a lovely surprise--Aaron</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108343177692773769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108343177692773769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108343177692773769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108343177692773769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/05/ok-ok-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108326755879448180</id><published>2004-04-29T15:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T15:43:35.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do bees compulate in mid-air? If so, Scott has been getting it on outside my window for hours, which is confusing since it has been concluded that his partner is a male bee named Jeff and it doesn't seem likely that bees engage in any form of homosexual intercourse!Goddamn, though, he seems to like it here! Let's hope he builds a nest in Hannah's open room, not in mine like last semester!I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108326755879448180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108326755879448180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108326755879448180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108326755879448180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/do-bees-compulate-in-mid-air-if-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108317547546555047</id><published>2004-04-28T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T14:08:51.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Carly, with her mad China-town connection, often sends me random Asian foods and products. Today I got a stash of Japanese candy (cleverly hidden in a MacnCheez box) which included:-lemon, cherry, and apple "mints"-Dorakyula (dracula) gum which dyes one's tongue red-Ume gum, which comes nine sticks to a pack, and says on the wrapper "yes, chewing!"-Pinky, a "yogurt mint", which is incredibly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108317547546555047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108317547546555047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108317547546555047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108317547546555047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/carly-with-her-mad-china-town.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108309196415211020</id><published>2004-04-27T14:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T15:15:02.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I finished The Amber Spyglass again (how many times is it now? I've lost count) and I'm coming down from the subsequent crying fit; I'm happy and sad and scared and I really want someone else to read this book and confirm for me that it is the most simple, beautiful story ever told.Crying was very cathartic. I think that I understand something I never did before.In HDM, there are these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108309196415211020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108309196415211020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108309196415211020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108309196415211020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-finished-amber-spyglass-again-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108302597200376981</id><published>2004-04-26T20:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T20:37:05.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just talked to Daniel for a good hour, and it was--dare I say it--FUN. Here's the tail end of it:E: Before I go, there's something I want to tell you. Typically, I'm pretty reserved with you, and I want to express that I'm really serious about this relationship with Aaron. I'm happy and I like him a lot [because I can't bring myself to use the word love around Daniel, STILL]. D: I know that.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108302597200376981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108302597200376981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108302597200376981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108302597200376981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-just-talked-to-daniel-for-good-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108283232678638254</id><published>2004-04-24T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T15:00:28.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As the Daily Jolt counts down the days until classes end, I think more and more about this summer. It looks like I'm spending it in AZ, that it does. There's not the usual feeling of dread. It'll be uncomfortable, I guess, and boring--but nothing I can't handle.I'm glad that I'll be staying with Aaron for a bit beforehand. If nothing else, and oooooh, I'm am sure there will be else, it will help</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108283232678638254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108283232678638254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108283232678638254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108283232678638254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/as-daily-jolt-counts-down-days-until.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108282366449416664</id><published>2004-04-24T12:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T12:25:14.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>White Ninja expresses my feelings well.^_^And my comment system is kind of breaky right now...if you want to read 'em all, click on "master comments"....shrug.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108282366449416664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108282366449416664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108282366449416664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108282366449416664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/white-ninja-expresses-my-feelings-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108272628263989899</id><published>2004-04-23T09:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T09:22:11.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Since I can't go to the March, I declare today "Flam VirtueMedia Day". For every piece of hate email you send to the bastards that make those sappy, nonsensical anti-abortion tv commercials, I will give you one piece of Gabby's Easter candy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108272628263989899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108272628263989899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108272628263989899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108272628263989899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/since-i-cant-go-to-march-i-declare.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-10826044240300472</id><published>2004-04-21T23:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T23:31:10.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I remember the first time that I ever saw tarot cards--they were in an issue of YM. They were little square cards with simple paintings on them, they were perforated, and, the divinations were editing and interpreted for fifteen year old girls--I thought they were damn cool and very potent.At some point, my mom came into the room and saw what I was doing and FREAKED OUT in her very calm way. She</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/10826044240300472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=10826044240300472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/10826044240300472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/10826044240300472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-remember-first-time-that-i-ever-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108251926562825309</id><published>2004-04-20T23:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T23:51:50.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, it's official--I'm going home on May 18th. There was some ticket revision trouble and I ended up having a fun conversation with the American Airlines phone guy.Me: So, I'm not getting charged twice, am I?Him: Yes you are.Me: Uh...Him: No, I'm just kidding. But hell, if you want to give us money, we'll take it.The most fun customer service ever!!Actually, second most--I called </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108251926562825309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108251926562825309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108251926562825309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108251926562825309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/well-its-official-im-going-home-on-may.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108250647189901527</id><published>2004-04-20T20:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T20:18:37.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Joy and I communicate:Nerdular Nerdence says:joymakeablog"I have many skills." - X.W.P. says:I need to write a paper. And save the world.I swear I will soon.Nerdular Nerdence says:hey fuck you."I have many skills." - X.W.P. says:ah, shut up you poop-freak!Nerdular Nerdence says:^_^</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108250647189901527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108250647189901527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108250647189901527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108250647189901527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/joy-and-i-communicate-nerdular.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108243338441453219</id><published>2004-04-19T23:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T00:00:28.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What a windstorm!! I was in the bathroom and I could hear my door slamming at the other end of the hall.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108243338441453219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108243338441453219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108243338441453219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108243338441453219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/what-windstorm-i-was-in-bathroom-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108232529463002606</id><published>2004-04-18T17:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T17:58:57.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's 6 pm on Sunday, and so far, I am have done nothing on my list.I will go take that P-test in an hour, though....And I did:eat japanese candymeet Ericaand wrestle a lot.My kind of weekend except for the return of the infamous chest pain.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108232529463002606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108232529463002606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108232529463002606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108232529463002606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/its-6-pm-on-sunday-and-so-far-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108229237274298203</id><published>2004-04-18T08:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T08:56:00.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am currently a victim of loud sex. O_oI mean, it's great that Jeanette is gettin laid, and all, but...weird.I'm...a...usually on the other end of this....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108229237274298203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108229237274298203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108229237274298203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108229237274298203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-am-currently-victim-of-loud-sex.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108222784826081657</id><published>2004-04-17T14:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T14:54:48.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The past few days, I have been very angry.I have "negative feelings" towards quite a few people, and lately they've just been bubbling up and I've been feeling self-righteous, bitter, and like a victim for being at Smith....all qualities I'm angry at in the first place. ^_^Ugh. I'm not used to this; it's coming up in my dreams, where I scream at people and shake them, strangle them, try to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108222784826081657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108222784826081657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108222784826081657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108222784826081657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/past-few-days-i-have-been-very-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108216324485739555</id><published>2004-04-16T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T20:58:21.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One simple mantra can change your life.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108216324485739555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108216324485739555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108216324485739555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108216324485739555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/one-simple-mantra-can-change-your-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108207884940581119</id><published>2004-04-15T21:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T21:31:27.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CDilts1: oh and that cum stains away message earlier was not coolCDilts1: NOT COOLCDilts1: i should never have to think about my brothers cumCDilts1: unless im in a naughty mood</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108207884940581119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108207884940581119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108207884940581119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108207884940581119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/cdilts1-oh-and-that-cum-stains-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108207553578240959</id><published>2004-04-15T20:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T20:56:52.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was super tickled by this comment from Joy, so I'm going to post it here, in large-fonted glory:The humorous thing is that Pau is one of say maybe two professors on campus who would give that advice. Against all probability (hehe) you two ended up together. How romantic and mathematical. ^_^!!Last night Aaron called me and asked me to go for a walk. Now, he lives a forty-five minute walk </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108207553578240959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108207553578240959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108207553578240959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108207553578240959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-was-super-tickled-by-this-comment.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108198578561148558</id><published>2004-04-14T19:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T19:40:22.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went to talk to Pau today about registering for classes. He gave me the follwing pieces of advice: drop out, take a year of, transfer, get an off-campus job, switch houses, take a course at Hampshire, or happily bullshit my way through college. He said to me, "Erin, this is your challenge--goof off as much as you'd like, and don't get stressed." And he was serious.  It was like a weight lifted</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108198578561148558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108198578561148558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108198578561148558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108198578561148558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-went-to-talk-to-pau-today-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108187088919959638</id><published>2004-04-13T11:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T11:45:23.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I asked a question on the Jolt, kind of hoping that a humanities versus science fight would break out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108187088919959638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108187088919959638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108187088919959638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108187088919959638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-asked-question-on-jolt-kind-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108178241675727490</id><published>2004-04-12T11:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T11:11:34.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The most awkward grammatical structure I have used in japanese in a long time translates to, "They have no choice but to become destroyed." Ugly.I guess this running into Ella everywhere is going to become a regular thing? A more than once a day thing? It still shakes me up ev'rytime.Let's see a bit more of this, people.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108178241675727490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108178241675727490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108178241675727490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108178241675727490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/most-awkward-grammatical-structure-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108171873718171906</id><published>2004-04-11T17:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T17:29:29.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know you're  in trouble when this makes your uterus say, "Aaaaaaw..."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108171873718171906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108171873718171906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108171873718171906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108171873718171906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/you-know-youre-in-trouble-when-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108171186254953503</id><published>2004-04-11T15:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T15:35:20.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> An Tran is playing the ZITHER in my hallway RIGHT NOW!The music is beautiful--really beautiful, in fact. She is so skilled. ^_^HOWEVER, I cannot get over the novelty of someone playing ZITHER in the hallway. SO, my body has decided that it doesn't want me to have sex. The pain starts in my ovaries, then spreads across my womb, up my midsection, around to my back. Lovely.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108171186254953503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108171186254953503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108171186254953503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108171186254953503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/tran-is-playing-zither-in-my-hallway.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108153912392064667</id><published>2004-04-09T15:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T16:06:15.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am developing a deck addiction.Seriously, I'm in danger of collecting Tarot decks the way my little brother collects guitars. Though, my addiction runs about twenty dollars for a new addition, while his costs around four hundred..where does he get that money anyway?I can understand where he's coming from better, now--cards have different tones and aethetic appeals just like instruments, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108153912392064667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108153912392064667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108153912392064667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108153912392064667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-am-developing-deck-addiction.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108151781914617969</id><published>2004-04-09T09:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T09:40:48.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cassie says that I don't post in here enough anymore. This makes me laugh. I was going to make a special post just for her filled with links to picutes of scary animals, but she's leaving tomorrow, so instead to be nice I went and gave her a kiss on her cheek while she was sleeping.Who's in physics class this morning? Nuh-uh, not this guy. I am doing old calc assignments, tho...three so far, and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108151781914617969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108151781914617969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108151781914617969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108151781914617969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/cassie-says-that-i-dont-post-in-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108145385041764154</id><published>2004-04-08T15:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T15:54:39.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I miss the incestuous East Valley so much right now. ;_;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108145385041764154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108145385041764154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108145385041764154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108145385041764154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-miss-incestuous-east-valley-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108136354813910516</id><published>2004-04-07T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T14:49:34.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My dream schedule for fall semester:PHY118: General Physics 2 (5 credits, sounds kind of monotonous, but, whatever, you build a laser at the end of the semester!!)JPN 301: Advanced Intermediate Japanese (finally, not intensive!!)PHY220: Classical Mechanics (*shrug* the prof. is polish?)MTH342: Differential Geometry of Surfaces and Manifolds (this sounds like my DREAM CLASS!!)and then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108136354813910516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108136354813910516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108136354813910516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108136354813910516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/my-dream-schedule-for-fall-semester.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108122315876386989</id><published>2004-04-05T23:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T23:49:43.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heart breaking moment of the night: "you make me immeasurably happy, even when I'm too tired to speak."Insert *awwwww* here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108122315876386989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108122315876386989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108122315876386989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108122315876386989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/heart-breaking-moment-of-night-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108091160805502475</id><published>2004-04-02T08:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T08:17:07.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, this is the way things are going now...I kind of want to throw up.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108091160805502475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108091160805502475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108091160805502475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108091160805502475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/so-this-is-way-things-are-going-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108086300335223677</id><published>2004-04-01T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T18:47:02.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My email to James:I would like to start this email out with an apology--I'm sorry I didn't come and talk to you at some point  earlier in the semester to express that I was having problems in your class. But, it's not until really recently that I experienced this feeling of academically "drowning" (and the weather isn' thelping!)I've been struggling in all my classes this semester, but because</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108086300335223677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108086300335223677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108086300335223677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108086300335223677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/04/my-email-to-james-i-would-like-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108069696910349314</id><published>2004-03-30T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T21:25:21.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EDIT:Joy is a tattle-tale. ^_^</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108069696910349314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108069696910349314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108069696910349314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108069696910349314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/edit-joy-is-tattle-tale.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108060720089203556</id><published>2004-03-29T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T19:43:35.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This was going to be long, but I'm too..I don't know. I need to sit somewhere away from people and try to write through my ego, if that's even possible at this point. Ick.I seemed to confident in my last post...that's all a lie,as my life and behavior are completely rife with contradiction.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108060720089203556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108060720089203556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108060720089203556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108060720089203556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/this-was-going-to-be-long-but-im-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108059909229720980</id><published>2004-03-29T17:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T17:28:27.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sez my mom on the subject of my double majoring in math and physics (and taking ten physics classes in the next two years):"The sky's the limit! No it's not. Actually, the outer reaches of the universe are!"*breathes out deeply*I think this is what I want...more later. Supper, than Aaron, then lab, then homework, then no sleep, then japanese, then more lab.*dances*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108059909229720980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108059909229720980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108059909229720980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108059909229720980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/sez-my-mom-on-subject-of-my-double.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108057956041606459</id><published>2004-03-29T11:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T12:02:55.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's J-pop quote of the day: "sekushi sekushi sekushi DYNOMITE!"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108057956041606459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108057956041606459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108057956041606459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108057956041606459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/todays-j-pop-quote-of-day-sekushi.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108053372832368581</id><published>2004-03-28T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T23:19:02.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The idea of an equal relationship is, in some ways, really foreign to me. That asking your lover to do (or not do) something for you could be an acceptable and healthy behavior blows my mind.  Asking Aaron for anything plagues me with guilt, because I can't quite understand (I mean, I can say it to myself, but..) that he might cheerfully respond. I hate drawing attention to myself, in some ways, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108053372832368581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108053372832368581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108053372832368581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108053372832368581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/idea-of-equal-relationship-is-in-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108043599145172026</id><published>2004-03-27T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T17:23:46.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This entry is geared towards those with a Smith internet connection. heh!I know, I know, the party. But, today the tenki (weather) was so beautiful and spring and New England! Aaron and I went for this long walk down by the pond, and I took lots of low-quality pics with my Zire 71. ^_^The sky was incredible. The clouds were huge and the shadows were sharp and crisp. The moon was actually in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108043599145172026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108043599145172026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108043599145172026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108043599145172026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/this-entry-is-geared-towards-those.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108041120308974284</id><published>2004-03-27T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T13:16:55.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was telling Cassie this when she got signed off. I found this note from Aaron on my PDA this morning:"Erinearly in the morning, drunk, I told you. that you are incredible and beautiful. You were afraid you'd forget, so I'm writing it down. You may want to ignore or deny or explain away my assertions b/c I'm drunk. But I'll say it to you sober, every time you need to hear it.(I can drunk </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108041120308974284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108041120308974284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108041120308974284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108041120308974284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-was-telling-cassie-this-when-she-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108041024783991036</id><published>2004-03-27T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T13:05:43.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This Massachusetts spring makes me think of Arizona winter, or Arizona in general.Today I want to be in Arizona, in Daniel's house, lying on this particular patch of the living room floor, where the sun comes in through the picture window and warms the plants, the air, and the carpet. Daniel's cooking something in the kitchen and humming something light, like Brahms. I'm stretched out, just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108041024783991036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108041024783991036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108041024783991036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108041024783991036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/this-massachusetts-spring-makes-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108030395654294933</id><published>2004-03-26T07:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T07:29:26.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The latest diagnosis of why I can't breathe and why I'm getting this chest pain is a combination of some sort of allergic reaction in my lungs with some kind of underlying constant anxiety attack. Now I'm supposed to take Claritin and go to counselling services?I was really skeptical when I first heard this. But, I know that there's something wrong, even though I don't feel anxious, because I've</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108030395654294933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108030395654294933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108030395654294933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108030395654294933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/latest-diagnosis-of-why-i-cant-breathe.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108022884933506857</id><published>2004-03-25T10:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T10:37:38.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMigoD! The song that is playing on Japan-A-Radio is the a cappela song Kato-sensei made us listen last year! Nostalgia! The ironic thing being that if I were in class, I would have missed it..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108022884933506857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108022884933506857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108022884933506857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108022884933506857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/omigod-song-that-is-playing-on-japan.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108013022103581940</id><published>2004-03-24T07:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T07:13:48.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Between midnight and seven a.m., four bloomed fully. ^.^</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108013022103581940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108013022103581940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108013022103581940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108013022103581940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/between-midnight-and-seven.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108009276203305039</id><published>2004-03-23T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T20:49:28.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My parents got me Smith-sponsored daffodils. I got them in a bunch, still young--they hadn't bloomed yet. I put them in the vase that came with them and stuck them on the windowsill.A few different times tonight I heard this weird papery ripping sound. My daffodils are starting to bloom, right before my eyes. ^_^This is so fucking cool.I mean, my kangaroo paws are boring. They don't do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108009276203305039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108009276203305039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108009276203305039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108009276203305039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/my-parents-got-me-smith-sponsored.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-108007512529775588</id><published>2004-03-23T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T15:58:18.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man, I really have to stop harrassing esoteric secret societies. It just gets me put on their mailing lists. &gt;.&lt;Due to a resolution that I made to skip no classes and do all my homework, school has suddenly become much more fun! K-sensei cracks me up. S.J. now has a bleach-blond mohawk (she makes me stutter and blush) and today I finished P-lab more than an hour early, despite hurting myself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/108007512529775588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=108007512529775588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108007512529775588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/108007512529775588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/man-i-really-have-to-stop-harrassing.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-107991592402283821</id><published>2004-03-21T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T19:42:07.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mary's been getting into Sailormoon again, which has made me get into Sailormoon music again. Specifically, I found the SailorStars theme song:I won't look back, with my sailor eyesReaching out to you, with my sailor wingThis song is the guidepost of the starsI won't give up! To tomorrow, a sailor yellFor sure! I will find it! The sailor starWith the wings of an angel, I take offetc *</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/107991592402283821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=107991592402283821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107991592402283821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107991592402283821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/marys-been-getting-into-sailormoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-107990143043722508</id><published>2004-03-21T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T16:05:35.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night Aaron came over to celebrate the last days of Break and the equinox, bringing with him a most delightful treat--oranges and chocolate for dipping. You dip the orange in the chocolate half way--half light half dark, half day, half night. Simple. Beautiful.The night was a wonderful end to a relaxing break. I relaxed completely, in fact, and we snuggled and..did...other things...and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/107990143043722508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=107990143043722508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107990143043722508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107990143043722508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/last-night-aaron-came-over-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-107980734581120923</id><published>2004-03-20T13:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T13:32:28.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aaaah, the wonders of having orange hair--it's not quite Red, not quite Blonde, but entirely Awesome.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/107980734581120923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=107980734581120923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107980734581120923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107980734581120923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/aaaah-wonders-of-having-orange-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-107979205900054489</id><published>2004-03-20T09:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T09:17:41.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Equinox to everyone!If my logic is correct, then Sidereal Time resets itself today! Woohoo!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/107979205900054489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=107979205900054489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107979205900054489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107979205900054489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/happy-equinox-to-everyone-if-my-logic.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-107947278844324460</id><published>2004-03-16T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T17:00:11.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's a snowstorm right now, and I am sitting in my room with a little tree a cactus, and my still-blooming "love-lilies". I have warm tea and a happy functioning womb which is rolling, rolling, pulsing out blood to be caught by cloth pads handmade with caring and feminine energy. I feel like this right now.Yesterday I felt tense and distant, today I feel relaxed and full. I talked to Aaron </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/107947278844324460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=107947278844324460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107947278844324460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107947278844324460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/theres-snowstorm-right-now-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-107931003324218023</id><published>2004-03-14T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T19:23:47.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Matt C. is going to Coachella. This is cool, because it means I get to live vicariously through him. We had this dialogue:Burnt Nothing: fly out here, erinBurnt Nothing: and comeBurnt Nothing: to coachellaelectronautilus: i can't--that's right before finals.electronautilus: also, i'm already paying extra planefare to get my ticket pushed back so that i can go to a concert here.Burnt Nothing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/107931003324218023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=107931003324218023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107931003324218023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107931003324218023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/matt-c.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-107930472589770702</id><published>2004-03-14T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T17:55:33.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spring Break started off with a wonderful domestic weekend spent with Aaron. We walked around town for a total of seven hours, watched The Triplets of Belleville, sunggled, argued, ate in restaurants too many times, played drunken Truth or Dare and in general just enjoyed each others' company, as well as the weather. *deep breath* I am verymuchinlove.We also took about sixty photos. Here are a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/107930472589770702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=107930472589770702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107930472589770702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107930472589770702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/spring-break-started-off-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-107897543648583395</id><published>2004-03-10T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T22:27:05.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>electronautilus: lee of the d is on!Mary o Allison: WHAT?electronautilus: he's onlineMary o Allison: HOLY SHITMary o Allison: DID YOU IM HIMelectronautilus: noMary o Allison: YOU SHOULDDDMary o Allison: what could we say?electronautilus: "how come you didn't get to sell yr sperm?"Mary o Allison: LOLMary o Allison: AHAHHAHAMary o Allison: I would say something like ''WE CALLED ALL THE </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/107897543648583395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=107897543648583395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107897543648583395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107897543648583395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/electronautilus-lee-of-d-is-on-mary-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-107896669330149959</id><published>2004-03-10T19:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T20:01:22.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In a completely out-of-character liberal something-or-other, my mom okayed my staying with Aaron for a week or so after school gets out so that we can go to Beethoven's Ninth. For one week, I get to live with my boyfriend. ^_^</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/107896669330149959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=107896669330149959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107896669330149959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107896669330149959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/in-completely-out-of-character-liberal.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-107870308233425168</id><published>2004-03-07T18:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T18:47:46.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is the greatest and best quiz in the world: Erin.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/107870308233425168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=107870308233425168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107870308233425168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107870308233425168'/><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=107869108564918732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107869108564918732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107869108564918732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/oh-yeah-and-to-anyone-who-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-107869090205842058</id><published>2004-03-07T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T15:24:46.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is my email signature: Your Mom is so dumb, she tried to use the Pythagorean theorem to solve an obtuse triangle.I sent an email to Prof. Fortune, to which he responded:Then you might like this one:There are 10 kinds of people in the world: those that understand binary, and those who don't.(I've heard that one before many times, but it makes me giggle, coming from a professor.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/107869090205842058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=107869090205842058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107869090205842058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107869090205842058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/this-is-my-email-signature-your-mom-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-107861187373694260</id><published>2004-03-06T17:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T17:28:49.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/107861187373694260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=107861187373694260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107861187373694260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107861187373694260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-107859230734342566</id><published>2004-03-06T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T12:01:29.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok,ok, this needs to be poetic. So, ok:Today I watched a squirrel dig up a nut and bury it somewhere else with its tiny, tiny, paws.Then, I ran about in the field in the science quad and and my shoe sucked off in the mud and got my sock dirty!And last night I sat on the fire escape and went for a walk when the air was sticky and red and made love for hours in a room that reeks of flowers and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/107859230734342566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=107859230734342566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107859230734342566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107859230734342566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/okok-this-needs-to-be-poetic.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-107845397516699594</id><published>2004-03-04T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T21:36:26.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EUPHORIC!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/107845397516699594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=107845397516699594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107845397516699594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107845397516699594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/euphoric.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-107835847476882193</id><published>2004-03-03T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T19:04:14.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This afternoon ended up being quite an adventure! and resulted in my getting a hat so that I can take the Ashton Kutcher look with me wherever I want.Aaron and I climbed over things, under things, and around things. We ended up at the SCCS playground, which I thought would be exciting. Instead, it was just another example of how unfit my body is and how lame my mind is. &gt;_&lt; I didn't know how to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/107835847476882193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=107835847476882193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107835847476882193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107835847476882193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/this-afternoon-ended-up-being-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-107834172294366996</id><published>2004-03-03T14:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T14:25:01.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aaron is sleeping in my bed! Look at him go!I am listening to this really powerful and beautiful track from the RuroKen OAV (The Wars of the Last Wolves) and feeling charged by the energy and passion in the music and in the men the music was meant to represent. I am intrigued and exciting by being pulled into a space and time where being alive meant having something worth fighting for.It's very</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/107834172294366996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=107834172294366996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107834172294366996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107834172294366996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/aaron-is-sleeping-in-my-bed-look-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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-5876116.post-107826700690975213</id><published>2004-03-02T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T17:39:44.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had the weirded realization today: I am nervous about spring coming. Walking downtown from campus, watching the water melt and looking at all the grass and hearing geese and seeing the clouds roll in--these things left an absurb aching feeling of dread in my stomach.Such a strange response to the world waking up!Maybe it's just the humidity weighing on skin that has developed a taste for its </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/feeds/107826700690975213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5876116&amp;postID=107826700690975213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107826700690975213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5876116/posts/default/107826700690975213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://airships.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-had-weirded-realization-today-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08488436662321082918</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>
