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<title><![CDATA[Day 166 - Ephesians 4:31-32]]></title>
<link>http://outofsin.wordpress.com/?p=187</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 14:45:24 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>outofsin</dc:creator>
<guid>http://outofsin.wordpress.com/?p=187</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Ephesians 4:31-32
31 Get rid of all bitterness, rage and anger, brawling and slander, along with eve]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ephesians 4:31-32</p>
<blockquote><p><em>31 Get rid of all bitterness, rage and anger, brawling and slander, along with every form of malice. 32 Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.</em></p></blockquote>
<p>I think it is vitally important to follow this passage if one is to break free from sexual bondage and addiction.  By holding onto bitterness, anger, and malice there is no way to look critically at one's self and deal with the issues, actions, and mental conditions that keep us bound up in sexual impurity.  The perpetuation of the addiction is encouraged by bitterness and anger, and as this is mixed with the shame and guilt of acting out the destructive spiral is maintained.</p>
<p>In this bitterness and anger the tendency is to blame and accuse others of ones issues and problems.  This prevents us from looking at our actions and determining the real underlying trauma and habits that have created and encouraged the sexual behavior.  Once the anger is released and forgiveness is embraced then the inner self can be evaluated.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">This concept may be one of the most difficult to understand and embrace in terms of saving a relationship.  The inclination to avoid blame and fight back against one's spouse can be overwhelming when in the grips of anger.  This approach does nothing to foster the recovery and rebuilding process during a crisis.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">It is all very good theory but actually letting go of the anger and bitterness can be hard.  It takes a great deal of work and self reflection in order to come to a point where it all makes sense.  I feel this is the critical point in my journey right now.  I have begun to let go of the anger and I am in the process of cleansing myself from the bitterness.  To some degree it doesn't even make sense due to the fact that I am the one who brought all this crisis into my marriage.  Why should I be angry?  There is room for healing and growth.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Feel Left Behind?]]></title>
<link>http://tiwichan.wordpress.com/?p=18</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 14:19:36 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>tiwichan</dc:creator>
<guid>http://tiwichan.wordpress.com/?p=18</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Feel left behind in a relationship? Yes, I do!! Have a talk with them and you&#8217;ll feel better.
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Feel left behind in a relationship? <span style="text-decoration:line-through;">Yes, I do!!</span> Have a talk with them and you'll feel better.</p>
<p>Friendster Taurus Horoscope for August 21, 2008:</p>
<blockquote><p>A friend or family member is doing quite well right now, and while you're awfully proud of them, you might also be the teensiest bit jealous. Don't feel guilty about it -- it's totally normal. But if you start to feel like you're getting left behind while they rush ahead, it would be a good thing just to have a small talk with them. <strong>Give them the chance to explain that they really haven't changed. The conversation will make you feel better and it will make them feel better, too.</strong></p></blockquote>
<p>Whoaa? How do you know??? I feel this horoscope really describe the situation I'm currently in. Well, not necessarilly the whole sentences, but some or a bit part of it. I surprised when I read today's description, about relationship thingy.. Exactly the subject that I just think and wonder at the moment.</p>
<p>I was just coming home from worked out at the gym with Huda. Somehow I feel a bit awkward moment.. Something has changed :((. He speak less..laugh less..joke less.. I hate changes!! Miss the old him...</p>
<p>If the horoscope's right, all I need to do is just TALK. Huffff........</p>
<p>~KarmaPlurk=20.47</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Jumble, August 21 2008]]></title>
<link>http://puzzleddaily.wordpress.com/?p=90</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 13:36:49 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>puzzleddaily</dc:creator>
<guid>http://puzzleddaily.wordpress.com/?p=90</guid>
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1. HORAB
2. MUBIE
3. LAROSI
4. TENJIC
The groomer brushed the show horse&#8217;s hair because it w]]></description>
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<p>1. HORAB</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">2. MUBIE</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">3. LAROSI</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">4. TENJIC</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The groomer brushed the show horse's hair because it was — OOO "OOOO" OOO.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">1. ABHOR</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">2. IMBUE</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">3. SAILOR</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">4. INJECT</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">The groomer brushed the show horse's hair because it was — HIS "MANE" JOB.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Assemblage]]></title>
<link>http://paperpen.wordpress.com/?p=1148</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 11:57:02 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>paperpen</dc:creator>
<guid>http://paperpen.wordpress.com/?p=1148</guid>
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In the meantime I&#8217;ll be the one
turning these scenes into reality.
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<p style="text-align:center;"><em>In the meantime I'll be the one<br />
turning these scenes into reality.</em></p>
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<title><![CDATA[will work for peanuts]]></title>
<link>http://trudger.wordpress.com/2008/08/21/will-work-for-peanuts/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 11:43:47 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>micahnova</dc:creator>
<guid>http://trudger.wordpress.com/2008/08/21/will-work-for-peanuts/</guid>
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will work for peanuts
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Thank you for stopping by to watch the cir]]></description>
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<p><span style="font-size:0.9em;margin-top:0;"><br />
<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/micahnova/2784066706/">will work for peanuts</a></p>
<p>Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/micahnova/">micahnova</a><br />
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<p>Thank you for stopping by to watch the circus!  I wonder where the circus is going next?  It was a lot of fun for me to do an epic story.  The circus theme was partially inspired by a novel I picked up in an airport book store recently called "Water for Elephants" by Sara Gruen.  I felt slightly annoyed reading the book and discovering that it was given the grand Disney-esque ending.  I know people who read the last page of a novel first, and if it's not completely jolly rancher, they will refuse to read the rest of it.  I guess that's why I took my circus elephant story down tragedy lane.  Gruen's novel was filled with quite a few interesting facts about circus history.  One thing that interested me was that when tragedy struck during a performance, the circus brass band would strike up the tune "Stars and Stripes Forever" in order to send a signal to the emergency crew of an accident.  Now... back to your regularly scheduled Trudge!</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Coconut]]></title>
<link>http://croconut.wordpress.com/?p=161</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 10:58:32 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>zeco</dc:creator>
<guid>http://croconut.wordpress.com/?p=161</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Hmm. Today has been a very tiring day. Woke up early.. Did what I wanted to do.. and went to study!!]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hmm. Today has been a very tiring day. Woke up early.. Did what I wanted to do.. and went to study!! House is too noisy, mother on leave, brother rotting at home. Goodness, I love my peace previously although I started hearing some things. LOL.</p>
<p>I am going to do my chores now. 7pm show starting! LOL.</p>
<p>Did some things just now, was putting in 100% of effort into it. Hopefully it's alright. LOL.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[The True Us! The Ariefano... :-)]]></title>
<link>http://whittulipe.wordpress.com/?p=130</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 10:55:22 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>whittulipe</dc:creator>
<guid>http://whittulipe.wordpress.com/?p=130</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Banyak orang mengenal Riko sebagai sosok pewarta. Dan gw sebagai istri riko yang dikenal galak tetap]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Banyak orang mengenal Riko sebagai sosok pewarta. Dan gw sebagai istri riko yang dikenal galak tetapi istri yang baik... (hihihihihi... Haleluya..!)<br />
Banyak yang mikir kita suci, padahal setiap hari boro-boro suci... masih berusaha untuk melangkah dari kedosaan dan kelemahan kita.<br />
Cuma rahmat Tuhan yang bisa bikin kita kayak gini.</p>
<p>Yahhh... Rahmat Tuhan yang bisa bikin kita tampil bicara di depan umum, atau mungkin juga bisa bikin kita gila kaya foto-foto di bawah ini.<br />
What a fun marriage we have! jarang-jarang ada suami yang mau diajak gila dan ngga tahu malu hehehe... We are Ariefano's!</p>
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzkq5iVS96w/SK1I9OnPszI/AAAAAAAAAcI/oPg79sBwnjM/s1600-h/rl+carita2.jpg"><img style="display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;margin:0 auto 10px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzkq5iVS96w/SK1I9OnPszI/AAAAAAAAAcI/oPg79sBwnjM/s200/rl+carita2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vzkq5iVS96w/SK1I9TXQtLI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/tHMSQ0eohIM/s1600-h/rl+carita5.jpg"><img style="display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;margin:0 auto 10px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vzkq5iVS96w/SK1I9TXQtLI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/tHMSQ0eohIM/s200/rl+carita5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />
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<title><![CDATA[Bad Habits Of Husbands, Which Drive Their Wife Crazy... ]]></title>
<link>http://whittulipe.wordpress.com/?p=128</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 10:41:14 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>whittulipe</dc:creator>
<guid>http://whittulipe.wordpress.com/?p=128</guid>
<description><![CDATA[

Artikel di bawah ini lucu juga&#8230; biarpun kl di baca-baca&#8230; di kasus pernikahan gw, ada b]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h3 class="post-title entry-title"><a href="http://mywomanhoodjourney.blogspot.com/2008/08/bad-habits-of-husbands-which-drive.html"><br />
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<p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzkq5iVS96w/SK1FniTV3AI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Qp9CWmgdg_k/s1600-h/rl+carita3.jpg"><img style="float:left;cursor:pointer;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzkq5iVS96w/SK1FniTV3AI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Qp9CWmgdg_k/s320/rl+carita3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Artikel di bawah ini lucu juga... biarpun kl di baca-baca... di kasus pernikahan gw, ada beberapa (atau banyak, atau bahkan 90%nya nih ckckckckc) yang justru My Bad Habits yang Drive My Hubby Crazy hahaha..<br />
Buat intermezo aja...</p>
<p>Read some of the fascinating facts where husband's sense of hygiene and his habits are highly deplorable and the outcome is irritation. How can husbands become disciplined in this matter?</p>
<p>1. Some wife's either can't stand or hate when husbands dig their nose and for some husbands, picking their nose in public places is a large problem.</p>
<p>2.     Some husbands have the habit of leaving their moustache trimmings all over their wife's dressing table.</p>
<p>3. Some husbands wear dirty clothes; rarely showers but downpours a good amount of perfume to replace his unpleasant aroma. In addition, few husbands never hang their clothing carefully in wardrobes or take care in not to wrinkle or mess up the clothing of other members of the family.</p>
<p>4. Some husbands sneeze without covering their mouth. The racket sound along with their sneeze is even more embarrassing for some wife's.</p>
<p>5. The first thing that some husbands accomplish in the morning is monopolizing the newspaper. Plus, they demand or at least expect tea or coffee in their cups or flask.</p>
<p>6. Men and stinking socks are inseparables, which is one of the most irritating habits. Many husbands throw dirty socks under the bed or roll them in their shoes.</p>
<p>7.      Some husbands mess a perfectly clean room, which was arranged or well organized by their wife.</p>
<p>8.     Some husbands leave the bathroom and toilet in a mess or in a most horrible state.</p>
<p>9.      Some husbands walk all over the house in wet slippers, thereby creating dangerous wet spots for wife's to slip over.</p>
<p>10.  Some husbands throw wet towels on bed and some place their unclean ear buds wherever convenient.</p>
<p>11. Some husbands forget their wife's birthday, anniversaries, list of groceries, their own Tel No, wallets, dinner dates. However, they don't forget their friends, bosses and secretaries birthdays especially the female secretaries.</p>
<p>12. Most husbands are absent-minded. One husband dropped his wife at one theatre and then he waited endlessly at another 2 km away from the theatre.</p>
<p>13. Most husbands are extremely negligent. They misplace their glasses, keys and most important of all, T.V Remote.</p>
<p>14. Some husbands sip a soft drink awkwardly through the straw. The way they suck is as if they are fitted with some 1000 watt vacuum pump in inside of their mouth.</p>
<p>15. Some husbands have styles of eating. Even morsel that goes into his mouth is eaten with a crackling sound and lips wide open. The moment she looks at him, he stops, only to return again.</p>
<p>16. Most husbands have a one-word solution to any or every problem: "LATER"</p>
<p>17. Some husbands roam in house with their underpants and others walk around the house with a towel wrapped around their waist. Some aren't ashamed of their BEAR body.</p>
<p>18. Some husbands never close the drawers or wardrobes, when they look for a pair of clean socks or a neat shirt. The wife must follow them around and continually shut the drawers and wardrobes.</p>
<p>19. Some husbands never replace the cap on the toothpaste tube. Some do not shut the tap tightly and it leads to irritating drip and waste of water.</p>
<p>20. Some husbands never carefully remove and replace the items in the fridge. They never rinse the cup, serving dishes, plate or soiled knife but nicely leave them in the kitchen basin and his actions are same even during the absence of domestic help.</p>
<p>21. Some husbands either never place their soiled clothes in the basket or lazy to put them but drop wherever he wishes to and the wife has to be at the back to pick and dispose it.</p>
<p>22. Some husbands never care to clean the ashtrays but promptly fill the ashtrays with ashes, leaving their wife's to clean them.</p>
<p>23.  Most husbands never switch off the lights while leaving the room. They do the same with some electronic goods.</p>
<p>24. Some husbands never close the door gently but slam them roughly. Rough hands!</p>
<p>25.  Other unusual habit, which is worth to mention,<br />
a.      Some husbands comb their bald head.<br />
b.      Shaking their feet while eating, talking and sitting.<br />
c.       Scratching on walls while in the telephone.<br />
d.      Not buttoning his shirt right to the top or bottom.</p>
<p>A habit is a bad thing that sticks to you like a leech.<br />
Even if the H is taken out, "a bit" remains.<br />
Even if the A is taken out, "bit" remains.<br />
Even if the B is taken out, "it" remains.</p>
<p>Taken from: http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&#38;friendID=374742976&#38;blogID=425231621</p>
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<title><![CDATA[good news, bad news ]]></title>
<link>http://bobsbrain.org/?p=217</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 08:50:33 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>bobp27</dc:creator>
<guid>http://bobsbrain.org/?p=217</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Wow, its been a very busy week. 
My wife and kids are back in school again and I&#8217;m not sure if]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow, its been a very busy week. </p>
<p>My wife and kids are back in school again and I'm not sure if I should be excited or exhausted.  I can be excited because my house is a little more peaceful during the day and with this semester of school, my wife is one step closer to becoming a nurse.<br />
I can also say exhausted because I have had to change my start time at work. I have to be awake to take care of the kids in the evening. I have to make sure my daughter gets to softball practice and my son's soccer practice will start soon as well. Do I seem like I'm complaining? I don't want it to seem that way. I know it's all worth it. It will allow me to spend more time with my kids and for my wife to concentrate on school. </p>
<p>I have been blessed with good news and saddened by bad news. The good news is my brother Joe is going to be coming home from the Army for a week. I was a little upset with him for a while because of something that happen but then I read Matt's blog from August 12th called "when God doesn't listen" he had a part in there that really hit home. It was from Matt 6:14-15 it says<br />
 "for if you forgive people of their wrongdoings, your heavenly Father will forgive you as well. But if you don't forgive people, then your heavenly father will not forgive your wrongdoing"</p>
<p>Because of that it made me reflect on my reasons for being angry with him and I realized it was selfish to stay angry. So I've let it go and I'm looking forward to see him. </p>
<p>The bad news that I heard today was that my Grandpa is back in the hospital. He has had Cancer for a long time now. He has been getting treatment and fighting the whole way. He went into the hospital because his blood sugar was near 600. The reason my brother is coming into town was for my Grandpa's 70th birthday party. Now everything is put on hold until we find out how he is doing. I know all I can do is pray. </p>
<p>On a totally different note, I have decieded to try to play the guitar again. When I was younger I tried to play but I never put much into it and gave it up. All I am doing right now is trying to learn chords and gain control of my fingers. I own an electric guitar but I don't have an amp. So I borrowed my brothers acoustic guitar so I can learn. Now I have a few months to save money to buy my own because that's when he will take it down to Texas where he is stationed in the Army. I guess I'm not in that big of a hurry, I have to see if I can play the guitar first. </p>
<p>Well its time for me to go have a good day today.<br />
 Lord bless you all,<br />
                             Bob-</p>
<p>Btw, Go Go White Sox !</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Going to genting]]></title>
<link>http://dedi1030.wordpress.com/?p=109</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 08:20:56 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>ri1030</dc:creator>
<guid>http://dedi1030.wordpress.com/?p=109</guid>
<description><![CDATA[still at my office, but i will direct go to genting without going backhome hehehe, its gonna be 4 da]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>still at my office, but i will direct go to genting without going backhome hehehe, its gonna be 4 days 2 night trip, so those days i wont be contactable. any urgent thing just drop me an email <strong>ri1030@inbox.com</strong>, i will reply ASAP when i return or if i check my mail. </p>
<p>wish me have a good trip guys :)</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Daily Update 8/21/08]]></title>
<link>http://zachharris.wordpress.com/?p=4</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 07:15:00 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>zachharris</dc:creator>
<guid>http://zachharris.wordpress.com/?p=4</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Reasons to Celebrate!


 This month is: Admit You&#8217;re Happy Month, which is fantastic unless o]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:left;"> <strong>This month is:</strong> <em>Admit You're Happy Month</em>, which is fantastic unless of course you actually aren't faking your unhappiness, in which case I recomend trying ice cream, Cheetos and a few LOL Cats.</p>
<p style="text-align:left;"><strong>This week is:</strong> <em>A</em><span lang="EN"><em>ir Conditioning Appreciation Week</em>, and let me tell you, working nights, I really do love my air conditioning.  In fact, I love my AC unit so much that my roommate has begun to complain about my constant makeout sessions with it... </span></p>
<p style="text-align:left;"><span lang="EN">*ahem*, moving on:</span></p>
<p style="text-align:left;"><span lang="EN"><strong>Today is: </strong><span lang="EN"><em>National Spumoni Day.  </em>Spumoni is another way to overcome your unhappiness, as it is very nearly nature's perfect food; it is made from ice cream, is made of ice cream, has a really fun name, and finally, it is made of ice cream.</span></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:left;"><span lang="EN"><span lang="EN"><strong>Strange Headline of the Day:</strong> <em>Monkey eludes dragnet at Tokyo train station.</em></span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:left;"><span lang="EN"><span lang="EN">TOKYO - Morning train commuters in Tokyo were joined on their way to work by an unusual companion Wednesday: a wild monkey. A security guard spotted the monkey near ticket gates in Shibuya Station, said Norihiru Masui, a spokesman for train operator Tokyu Corp. </span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:left;"><span lang="EN"><span lang="EN">The monkey climbed to a perch high atop a departure board, and around 30 policemen surrounded the area and attempted to snare it with a variety of nets, as commuters crowded around and snapped pictures with their cell phones.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:left;"><span lang="EN"><span lang="EN">The standoff ended when the monkey climbed down and dashed out of the station, with several policeman and local TV crews in tow. News reports said the monkey was last seen heading in the direction of nearby Yoyogi Park.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:left;"><span lang="EN"><span lang="EN">The animal appeared to be a Japanese monkey, which are native to the country, and was about 27 inches (70 centimeters) long from head to the tip of the tail. No one was injured and no trains were delayed in the incident.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:left;"><span lang="EN"><span lang="EN">Japanese media have reported several monkey sightings in Tokyo recently, but it was unclear if they involved the same animal.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:left;"><span lang="EN"><span lang="EN">Monkeys have long made appearances in rural parts of Japan, where they have been known to damage crops, swipe food from grocery stalls and even bite humans. In recent years, growth in the monkey population has meant more frequent forays out of the forests and into farms and towns.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:left;"><span lang="EN"><span lang="EN">Check it out at: <a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080820/ap_on_fe_st/japan_wild_monkey_chase;_ylt=AnN2NDfRL2.AOWgVVBVnrvPtiBIF">http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080820/ap_on_fe_st/japan_wild_monkey_chase;_ylt=AnN2NDfRL2.AOWgVVBVnrvPtiBIF</a></span></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:left;"><span lang="EN"><span lang="EN"><strong>Cool Thing of the Day: </strong><em>Nintendo Tattoos</em></span></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:left;"><span lang="EN"><span lang="EN">Check out some more here: <span lang="EN"><a href="http://www.trendhunter.com/photos/23132">http://www.trendhunter.com/photos/23132</a></span></span></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:left;"><span lang="EN"><span lang="EN"><span lang="EN">And last but not least it's the<strong> Quote of the Day: </strong></span></span></span></p>
<p dir="ltr" align="left">It is easier to fight for one's principles than to live up to them.</p>
<p dir="ltr" align="left">-Alfred Adler (<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alfred_Adler">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alfred_Adler</a>)</p>
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p dir="ltr"><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I am planning on incorporating some new features into my blog once in a while. The last one I added was the ability to subscribe to my postings via email, available below the calendar to the right. Today's new feature and an ongoing one, is the song of the moment. It's a song that I listened to more than once on any given day. Today's song is Land of No Return by Wild Sweet Orange <a href="http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?i=282239992&#38;id=282239840&#38;s=143441"><img src="http://ax.phobos.apple.com.edgesuite.net/images/badgeitunes61x15dark.gif" alt="Wild Sweet Orange - We Have Cause to Be Uneasy - Land of No Return" width="61" height="15" /></a>. You can listen to a sample by selecting the iTunes link/icon and it will open in your iTunes player. If you don't have iTunes, then I truly think you need help. :)</p>
<p dir="ltr"><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Just kidding. But I highly endorse their product. I am a Windows user, but in some areas I think Apple makes sense. This is one of them. If I were to have 2 computers, my second would be a Mac.</p>
<p dir="ltr"><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Today was actually quite a happening day. I went to the White Star Tea Tavern near Fincastle with the always wonderful Reverend Lisa Graves and we enjoyed our English Breakfast tea, me with cream and her without. I poured. We also had chicken salad served with warm fresh baked bread and grapes. Mine was full of cranberries, apples and pecans. She had the warm chicken salad complemented by spinach and Parmesan. The conversation was esoteric per usual and we discussed everything from mystical experiences, to the books we are reading, my daughter's wedding, my somewhat recent broken heart and interactions with less than nice guys.</p>
<p dir="ltr"><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">She asked about my plans for the upcoming year and I was happy to share them. I hope I can get the internship in January in DC. Yesterday I heard that the selected intern would also get to go to New Orleans for a couple of days to do some Katrina mission work. How cool is that?! They will even probably have scholarship money for the airfare. *sigh* I hope they pick me. I am anxious to see if it has improved after my last experience working there soon after the storm. It gave me a stomach ache to see what that storm did to that town. But to be in DC all of January. To get to go to the National Cathedral once in a while, to work in the "Church of the Presidents"... to be there during the inauguration! That would be spectacular.</p>
<p dir="ltr"><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">After that I stopped in at the church and checked on website progress. There were a few glitches going on, but I think I've unkinked the worst of them and gotten things back on track. Thank heaven for Scott Sonia. He is my former Lead Designer and eventually Design Manager at Bose and quite brilliant. For friendship's sake, he is looking over the CSS (programming) of the current template the resource at St.John's is developing and helping him troubleshoot it. What a sweetie. I miss working with Scott. I also recently heard from another dear colleague. She was the Editor of Bose.com and the manager of all my writers. She is also sincerely missed and I think about her often. It's really what I miss about Bose. The people that I loved and sometimes, just being able to work with people that understand what I am talking about when I get jargon heavy.</p>
<p dir="ltr"><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Of course now I am learning a whole new set of jargon and am a complete novice. Nothing like being a beginner to remind you of your humanity and ultimate powerlessness...and help you rejoice in that. It's strange to believe it, but even a year ago I wasn't where I am now. Sure I was in school, I knew I had to follow the path towards the priesthood. I felt that clearly it was what God wanted from me, but I wasn't exactly thrilled with giving up my Audi and the 6 figure job or the power that went with it. I'm afraid I liked my $400 salon visits and weekly shopping trips. So it was with some amazement that I realized on my last trip to DC, that I didn't look on people around me who were still living my former lifestyle with envy. Instead I just felt relieved. Relieved that I was over that part of my life. I think my belongings and trappings possessed me as much or more than I possessed them. Even a year ago, I would have come back from that trip and started looking at jobs in my former field with frustration and longing. But not anymore. Now I just feel...content. The most amazing and simplest realization I had during my internship had to be this...I really do belong in the church. It's as if everything else I've worked on has been an exercise in trying to cram 10 lbs of potatoes into a 5 lb sack. Have you ever felt that way? You are always shrinking yourself to fit into an ill fitting role? That you make yourself less to accomplish the task at hand?</p>
<p dir="ltr"><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Or can you turn to a colleague and speak the most secret parts of who you are in almost a short hand, and they would understand? Or like me, you could witness a moment of worship on a high holy day of special transcendence and see the same reverence and joy reflected in their eyes. You suddenly know you aren't alone. That they see what you've been seeing your whole life and that for once someone else understands. You are not alone. What a gift.</p>
<p dir="ltr"><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">My mom, being a mom, said that the church was getting a good deal to have me work there for the summer so not to be too humble. But I just can't see it that way. I feel so incredibly lucky to have found this, my vocation, what I was actually MADE FOR, that I am profoundly grateful for any little thing that I am allowed to do. Every time I serve at the altar it is euphoric. It is joyful. When I went to the nursing homes and administered the Eucharist with the Rev. Lisa Graves I felt like I was in the middle of a codeine buzz. I know what that feels like because I've taken it for migraines. Trust me, it feels really GOOD. So, if I am allowed to do this for the rest of my life it will be a tremendous gift.</p>
<p dir="ltr"><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">An old friend recently got in touch and was featured in a magazine. I think that's generic enough, because actually I have 2 old friends, who have both been featured in magazines recently. However, one of them has a pretty tough job according to this article. He's kind of surrounded by people who have abandoned many of the tenets of behavior of say...an Atticus Finch. I use him as an example, because he is one of my heroes and an all around gentleman. So, my friend is surrounded by people who aren't gentlemen, they're churls, villains, punks. What effect can that have on him? Does it make him think that this behavior is the norm? Or is it the case that in the darkest of surroundings our own light shines the brightest? Can his own good example influence others? Perhaps he is the only positive influence for many of these misguided and lost boys. It really is a dilemma. It must seem unrelenting. I know it would to me, the endless profanity and adolescent humor. The lack of honor or principles. Most of all, an inability to show respect and courtesy. Of course, our society as a whole places less value on these basics of good citizenship. But that's probably because citizenship is no longer taught in schools. After all, we aren't citizens anymore, we're consumers. And the consumer is always right. Since each consumer is an individual with no need to be conscious of the feelings, indeed existence of another human being, it makes it even easier to devolve into the crudest of social interactions. Anyway, it made me feel very sad for my friend and wish better for him. I always knew he would do well and go places. That is no surprise at all. I just wish for his sake that his travels might take him to a place where he can be surrounded by people that bring out the best in him, because it's always better to use your superpowers for good rather than evil. :)</p>
<p dir="ltr"><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">It was my second night on the job tonight and I worked with 2 young gentleman. I rather enjoyed their company. James and Stephen were very professional. I shadowed James but he actually just let me wait on his first table of 7 since tonight was "Prime Rib" night. That means there is a carving station with prime rib, a chicken dish, a couple of side dishes, rolls and a salad bar. I just made beverages and cleared plates. There was no bartender tonight so I got to make some drinks too. It's actually a lot like hosting a party in your home since it is a private club. Everything is low key, it's all charged under the members name and billed to them monthly so it's very non restaurant feeling. It was fun tonight. Tomorrow I get to work at an 80th birthday party. I hope I get to sing Happy Birthday!</p>
<p dir="ltr"><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">These last few days I have been thinking about love. How it enters your life, sometines softly and sometimes like a bolt from the blue and how it leaves. Whether slowly, withering day by day or in fire or ice. Occasionally I see someone who reminds me of somebody who stole a little piece of my heart and for a moment some old loss washes over me anew. Just an instant and then I shake my head and it's gone.</p>
<p dir="ltr"><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I like this poem, because it reminds me of that thought, of love, how it can permeate us, our lives.</p>
<p>Love Like Salt<br />
by Lisel Mueller</p>
<p>It lies in our hands in crystals<br />
too intricate to decipher</p>
<p>It goes into the skillet<br />
without being given a second thought</p>
<p>It spills on the floor so fine</p>
<p>we step all over it</p>
<p>We carry a pinch behind each eyeball</p>
<p>It breaks out on our foreheads</p>
<p>We store it inside our bodies<br />
in secret wineskins</p>
<p>At supper, we pass it around the table<br />
talking of holidays and the sea.</p>
<p dir="ltr"><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I just read a fantastic intervew with Barack Obama regarding his selection process for choosing his VP. He's also just a really smart man, and what a pleasure to read such thoughtful, to the point answers to questions.</span></p>
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don't think I will be sleeping much tonight, if any. My stomach is all torn up over this. My mind is spinning. I really wish I could get plastered drunk right now. At least I would forget this shit for now with Jonathan and pass out. To late to do anything just just try to go to sleep.</p>
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<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 05:24:10 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>zeco</dc:creator>
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My stuff came just now. Hey! Mummy I on my Macro xD.

Lala.

Okay these two are mine.
I am going to]]></description>
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<p>My stuff came just now. Hey! Mummy I on my Macro xD.</p>
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<p>Lala.</p>
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<p>Okay these two are mine.</p>
<p>I am going to play with her later. Have to bath now, need to go out and get money from friend, because people are retarded, don't know how to use ATM to transfer money to your bank account. Oh wait, people don't trust you too. Then why ask me to help?! Stupid dumb dumb. No more help. Even if you give me the money, I will return to you.</p>
<p>Still insisted on wanting to copy my IC. Stupid dumb dumb!!!</p>
<p>Okay I shan't let a stupid dumb dumb spoil my day.. Hmph.</p>
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<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 04:46:24 +0000</pubDate>
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>EDIT // </strong>Just in case someone is wondering "what the fuck?" or "why is she freaking out over something like this, well, I am going through a lot of shit, I am really unhappy with the way I look (I believe I have body image issues, because when I weighted what my goal to weigh is now, 125lbs, I thought I was huge and wanted to lose weight) and this happening to me is just a really big blow to my self-esteem. If you still don't understand, I'm sorry. I guess I'm just crazy in your eyes. Wouldn't be the first or the last time I looked crazy to someone...</p>
<p>I am so sick to my stomach now. I was looking on Google and I have this thing on my computer that will autofill stuff that you have typed in there before. Well, apparently Jonathan has googled in Vida Guerra, that big booty, big titty cuban girl on Livin' the Low Life (a show on the Speed Channel) and this just makes me sick. He also typed in wemon, I guess he misspelled women? I don't know. But nothing good comes up when I look that up again. And what comes up with I look at Vida Guerra is a pictures of her in bikinis and lingerie with her butt stuck up in the air.</p>
<p>I am so sick. I don't know what to think. I want to curl up in a ball and die. I don't think it's the actual act that he is looking at other women online, but more the fact that I am so insecure in myself and tell him that he should want someone that looks a lot better than me and then he says no, I'm beautiful and sexy the way I am. And then behind my back, my fears come true and he is looking at other women who are more sexier, with bigger butts, bigger tits, and on top of all that, thin and very tan. I wish I could vomit. I hate myself. I wish I could just die. Maybe I would be able to handle this better if I wasn't going through all this shit at work and trying to get another part-time job and trying to lose weight, changing birth controls, and coming off my anti-depressant medication.</p>
<p>I don't know whether to confront Jonathan about this or just let it go and keep and eye on it. Does anyone have any advice, if anyone is actually reading this stupid thing anyway?</p>
<p>Well if I wasn't going to eat breakfast before, I certainly not going to be able to stomach it now after this.</p>
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<link>http://scintillary.wordpress.com/?p=605</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 04:14:04 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Su Ann</dc:creator>
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<p>there's been a lot of phone calls and late nights; questions and confrontations; some drinks, some sticks; a lot of fights and the process of coming clean and all the games that people play with each other, literally and metaphorically. hi, i'm Su Ann, the girl who got stabbed in the back, and i'm over caffeinated, improving in pool, and sleep deprived. courtesy of the pregnant ballerina, you know what don't mix? chivas on rocks and sleeping pills and beers. potential death? no. but it'll probably knock you out for a bit, and if you take too many pills, i'll see you at the hospital where you shall have your stomach pumped out.</p>
<p>you know what mixes <strong>really</strong> well though? :) starbucks with mysterious substances and crazy wild random people and long heart to hearts and making a lot of random toasting; taking so-called jogs and having sucky nasi lemak at 7AM; changing plans for about at least 213897526 times; Lamb of God and Metallica and SOAD and having someone who truly likes the music that i do and would kill for my mp3 contents; maggi mee at 3 in the morning; playing hooky; losing your mind .. being someone else.</p>
<p>i could do without the stabbing in the back and the drama and the yelling and the resentment, though. and the unpaid bills; ohmygod the unpaid bills. <em><br />
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<p><span style="color:#000000;"><em><span style="text-decoration:line-through;">by the way, i'm never talking to you again.</span> </em></span></p>
<h3><span style="color:#ff0000;">so anyhow.</span></h3>
<p>my bestest guy friend is back in town :) he'd probably help me say fuck off to a lot of dumbshits, make me see things in perspective, be totally supportive even if i screw up, tolerate all my sarcasm, and remind me that my exams are coming. best of all, he won't ever try to tell me what to do or judge me.</p>
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<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s been quite possibly one of the longest weeks ever. At least since I&#8217;ve been out of ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It's been quite possibly one of the longest weeks ever. At least since I've been out of school. If I were in school still this would be cake.</p>
<p>I'm working 6 days this week. Not sure that was a good idea but I have no choice now. Aside from having to go to the gynecologist this week, my toilet over flowed the same day ... about 10 minutes before I was supposed to be at an event for the paper. There I was, standing in the middle of my apartment in toilet water. I had to change my pants before scurrying out and in the rush I forgot my camera. Which is a whole other story.</p>
<p>I was finally able to enjoy the fair tonight with some old friends from school and tomorrow I'm going to see a movie with some other girlfriends.</p>
<p>I'm headed to bed but will write more when things aren't so hectic.</p>
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<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 03:34:58 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>ashleygolightly</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Oh lord. I don&#8217;t know what happened, if it was the pizza from earlier today, or the lean gourm]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh lord. I don't know what happened, if it was the pizza from earlier today, or the lean gourmet Michelina salisbury steak &#38; mashed potatoes or if it was the two slices of Nature's Own Wheat bread. Or maybe it was all the Crystal Lighted water. I do not know but something had me doubled over about to vomit there for a while. Thank God I am almost over it now. I don't think I am going to be eating any breakfast tomorrow. </p>
<p>Jonathan and I are suppose to get up and be at the school to walk/run by seven in the morning, so we can do so and get ready and head over to the city for my interview. It's about forty-five minutes away. I hope we make it in time without a hitch. Now that I really think about it, I about don't want to go to the interview tomorrow. I am kind of nervous about having another job. I guess I am afraid that I won't be able to work a full-time job and also a part-time one a few days a week (I don't know if I have mentioned this, but I work four 10-hour shift days a week at my current job, so I have three days off a week) because I would really want first shift so that I could still let Jonathan use my car to go to classes in the afternoon. That would be really hard, working till eleven at night, then getting up and having to be in the city at probably seven, maybe eight if I am really lucky. </p>
<p>I have a "friend" at work (I put the bunny ears because I don't really know her outside of work, but I would consider her a friend because she is really cool and honestly, I don't <em>have</em> any friends outside of work) that is wanting to trade phones with me. I have a carolina blue LG Chocolate and she has a black LG enV2. I really like that phone and would like to trade with her before we got paid because I had some extra money come in. I am thinking about texting her and seeing if she wants to do it tomorrow. I think I will.</p>
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<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 03:32:30 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Seems I can have both tag and category clouds in WordPress, sweet! I know that tags can be sprinkled]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Seems I can have both tag and category clouds in WordPress, sweet! I know that tags can be sprinkled anywhere in posts, but what about categories? I see that categories can be hierarchical which tags cannot do by design.</p>
<p>I get a checkbox list of categories when creating a post. I'm putting this post in every category except "Uncategorized"</p>
<p>I have to enter tags manually, separating them with commas. I sure wish it could give me a list of my currently used tags. Perhaps I just haven't found the list yet...   Ah, it has a type-ahead in the tag textbox for currently used tags, but you have to know the first letter of the tag. Better than nothing.</p>
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