<?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-14014188</id><updated>2012-01-21T17:41:10.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A staggering work of wannabe genius!</title><subtitle type='html'>Disclaimer: 
       The author of this blog does not guarantee that she will write anything remotely interesting or profound. 
        The author of this blog is not responsible for rewinding the wasted time you spent reading this blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-6173328080312742987</id><published>2007-02-23T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:37.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is my mind?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__A8PothSY9I/Rd-04B8by9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/PUne33hDOBY/s1600-h/IMG_4207c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034941783111093202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__A8PothSY9I/Rd-04B8by9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/PUne33hDOBY/s400/IMG_4207c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-6173328080312742987?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6173328080312742987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=6173328080312742987&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/6173328080312742987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/6173328080312742987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2007/02/where-is-my-mind.html' title='Where is my mind?'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__A8PothSY9I/Rd-04B8by9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/PUne33hDOBY/s72-c/IMG_4207c.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-115130029380761928</id><published>2006-06-25T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T22:38:13.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Low</title><content type='html'>An army of imprisoned tears escaped&lt;br /&gt; I think every last one marched out&lt;br /&gt; I hope I'm right&lt;br /&gt; I know I'm wrong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-115130029380761928?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/115130029380761928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=115130029380761928&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/115130029380761928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/115130029380761928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2006/06/low.html' title='Low'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-115031424445379165</id><published>2006-06-14T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T12:44:04.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn straight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/zoom.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/320/zoom.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-115031424445379165?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/115031424445379165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=115031424445379165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/115031424445379165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/115031424445379165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2006/06/damn-straight.html' title='Damn straight!'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-115017644475080600</id><published>2006-06-12T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T14:27:31.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales from the crypt</title><content type='html'>You know how toddlers throw huge ass fits?&lt;br /&gt;Fists clenching, heads banging, tears rolling, blood curdling screaming, toys smashing?&lt;br /&gt;Five minutes later they're insanely happy again right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just tried it. I must report that the end result was slightly different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mascara smudged, my voice took a hike...along with my dignity. My brain cells are in a coma. I threw out my back, body parts I didn't know existed are swelling.&lt;br /&gt;I'd pour myself a drink right about now but all the glasses are decorating the new *trashed ala chic* look the house is sporting. Maybe I'll straighten it up tomorrow... or burn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, dont you have to try everything at least once?&lt;br /&gt;You know...just in case the end result is insane happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yawn* tonight's ramble has come to an end... besides I have to go answer the door for the cops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-115017644475080600?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/115017644475080600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=115017644475080600&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/115017644475080600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/115017644475080600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2006/06/tales-from-crypt.html' title='Tales from the crypt'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-114920876371065815</id><published>2006-06-01T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T17:39:23.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/simg_t_oingramm0714843342gif.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/320/simg_t_oingramm0714843342gif.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a book, and not just any book, a book the size of a small building!&lt;br /&gt;It's full of fashionable, flamboyant, vain photographs.&lt;br /&gt;I have a bit of a crush on it but shhhh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-114920876371065815?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114920876371065815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=114920876371065815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114920876371065815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114920876371065815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2006/06/fashion-today.html' title='Fashion Today'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-114903143168881014</id><published>2006-05-30T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T16:54:45.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pagan Poetry (&lt;- click)</title><content type='html'>I adore this video. Intense. Beautiful. Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If you are offended by a bit of nudity and needles...well, I feel sorry for you ; )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-114903143168881014?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=38JMrdMCRbQ' title='Pagan Poetry (&lt;- click)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114903143168881014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=114903143168881014&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114903143168881014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114903143168881014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2006/05/pagan-poetry-click.html' title='Pagan Poetry (&lt;- click)'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-114870075810322548</id><published>2006-05-26T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T21:22:23.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Subterranean</title><content type='html'>It's interesting how I don't post about all the important things that happen in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last few months I've gone to festivals, concerts, met amazing people, and rather surprisingly even put some order to at least some of the crucial yet ignored ideas that have been floating around in my mind for oh shall we say, the best part of the last few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have I posted about any of it? Nope. Zero. Nada. I dare say I'm not cut out for blogging. I'm just not an open enough kinda girl...that or I'm plain ol'lazy.&lt;br /&gt;But for some odd reason I haven't said Sayonara...so if any of you still want to read what kind of silliness I can come up with, but which actually is really of no particular importance, you are more than welcome. (Yes, I know, how very generous of me. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomness part un:&lt;br /&gt;Loxy fady of &lt;a href="http://www.loxyfady.com/"&gt;http://www.loxyfady.com/&lt;/a&gt; fame , is a good stranger to write long-assed letters to. And the best part about it is, she actually sends long ones back in return, which is surprising cuz usually I get one-liners back, you know... of the "Get a life" sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomness part deux:&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful is the last track on Bowie's album *Low* ? If your opinion is different than mine... well uh, I dont care what you think OK?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomness part trois:&lt;br /&gt;Someone recently called me uber retarded. I liked it. I liked it alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomness part quatre:&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I googled the spellings of the french numbers....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-114870075810322548?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114870075810322548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=114870075810322548&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114870075810322548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114870075810322548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2006/05/subterranean.html' title='Subterranean'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-114559066661806819</id><published>2006-04-20T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T20:37:46.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This is..&lt;br /&gt;What is..&lt;br /&gt;What if you..&lt;br /&gt;Don't get it like I...&lt;br /&gt;Want you to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is&lt;br /&gt;What I&lt;br /&gt;Think I need&lt;br /&gt;These big fat feelings&lt;br /&gt;They hurt my cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Damien&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-114559066661806819?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114559066661806819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=114559066661806819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114559066661806819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114559066661806819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-114524208471847381</id><published>2006-04-16T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T18:19:50.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assault on the senses</title><content type='html'>Breaking the Waves (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0115751/), is probably one of the most heartbreaking films I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;It captivated me, it pissed me off, I adored it and yet, I don't know if I could see it again.&lt;br /&gt;If you're an aspiring actor/actress (watch it and learn, Emily Watson is perfection). Hell, it doesn't matter if you're an aspiring anything, if you give a damn about films, watch it! Ohh I'm dramatic I know ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                     I'm a dandy little dreamer, a doctored misdemeanor&lt;br /&gt;                    A didactic destiny schemer, bear with me if you would&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-114524208471847381?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114524208471847381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=114524208471847381&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114524208471847381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114524208471847381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2006/04/assault-on-senses.html' title='Assault on the senses'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-114524183499540908</id><published>2006-04-16T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T19:52:52.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey you,&lt;br /&gt; voices in my head&lt;br /&gt; You can talk&lt;br /&gt; Just please&lt;br /&gt; One at a time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-114524183499540908?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114524183499540908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=114524183499540908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114524183499540908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114524183499540908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2006/04/hey-you-voices-in-my-head-you-can-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-114512219368792918</id><published>2006-04-15T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T10:29:53.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was going to post about complex realities but who cares about them anyway.But I will ask some of my infamous profound questions...</title><content type='html'>How did the "Headless Rider" know where he was going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If ghosts have the advantage of being invisible, why do they insist on being *caught* by wearing a sheet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Where is Old Zealand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Since everyone automatically answers when asked " What is the secret of your success" how come its considered a secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Instead of taking something that is "good for your headache" wouldnt it be more logical to take something that is "bad for  your headache"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process of a breakup, shouldn't the phrase " You will never find another like me" be considered a wish/blessing instead of a threat? Duh, they dont WANT to find another like you...thats why you're breaking up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, it feels good to come out with all this, they were building up and I was feeling terribly confused. = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-114512219368792918?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114512219368792918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=114512219368792918&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114512219368792918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114512219368792918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-was-going-to-post-about-complex.html' title='I was going to post about complex realities but who cares about them anyway.But I will ask some of my infamous profound questions...'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-114434858946289312</id><published>2006-04-06T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T22:44:25.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOS</title><content type='html'>This morning at the gym, the lady on the treadmill next to mine dropped her CD  player. As she bent to pick it up I glanced at the CD that had rolled out from it. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*Scriptures: The Song of Solomon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Small pause for shock and disbelief)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead" (96 kcal burned)&lt;br /&gt;"Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn" (heart rate above average) &lt;br /&gt;"Thy nose is like the tower that hangeth over Damascus" (150 kcal burned) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She must have a lot on her plate.. the poor Christian lady, having to combine working out, the word of God, AND erotica!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm impressed...in a disgusted sort of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-114434858946289312?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114434858946289312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=114434858946289312&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114434858946289312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114434858946289312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2006/04/sos.html' title='SOS'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-114397533689006921</id><published>2006-04-02T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T04:05:27.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight....</title><content type='html'>.. I drank. &lt;br /&gt;   I smoked.&lt;br /&gt;   I got happily dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;   But&lt;br /&gt;   I miss him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-114397533689006921?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114397533689006921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=114397533689006921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114397533689006921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114397533689006921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2006/04/tonight.html' title='Tonight....'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-114383461665707960</id><published>2006-03-31T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T11:50:16.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damien.....</title><content type='html'>...Rice, get off your lazy ass and make another album already, for the sake of my emotional growth, dude....we're dying here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-114383461665707960?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114383461665707960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=114383461665707960&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114383461665707960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114383461665707960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2006/03/damien.html' title='Damien.....'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-114364211329110189</id><published>2006-03-29T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T06:21:53.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarcastic? Moi?</title><content type='html'>I don't read self-help books, I have a problem with authority, people/books telling me what to do. &lt;br /&gt;But..if anyone has these titles feel free to send them my way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. So you're an idiot! 961 ways to continue being an idiot but without anyone noticing, you lil wanker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2. Pride: The root of all self-preservation. Put out the fire with dynamite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3.Blogging! How to stop posting random nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh and...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 4. Cocktails! 24 fab drinks, one for every hour of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thank you kindly = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-114364211329110189?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114364211329110189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=114364211329110189&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114364211329110189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114364211329110189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2006/03/sarcastic-moi.html' title='Sarcastic? Moi?'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-114348028216212082</id><published>2006-03-27T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T09:24:42.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pluto</title><content type='html'>excuse me&lt;br /&gt;but i just have to explode&lt;br /&gt;explode this body&lt;br /&gt;off me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be brand new&lt;br /&gt;brand new tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;a little bit tired&lt;br /&gt;but brand new&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-114348028216212082?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114348028216212082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=114348028216212082&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114348028216212082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114348028216212082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2006/03/pluto.html' title='Pluto'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-114345754274652567</id><published>2006-03-27T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T13:13:05.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicate</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you see a side of yourself that you really hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sucks is when someone you love also sees that side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all you wanted  was  to prove that you actually are worth being loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you fail....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-114345754274652567?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/114345754274652567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=114345754274652567&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114345754274652567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/114345754274652567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2006/03/delicate.html' title='Delicate'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-113978500645193969</id><published>2006-02-12T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T14:56:46.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delinquency</title><content type='html'>*Making mental note* Must post again ....sometime in this lifetime would be good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-113978500645193969?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/113978500645193969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=113978500645193969&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/113978500645193969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/113978500645193969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2006/02/delinquency.html' title='Delinquency'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-113047387138080595</id><published>2005-10-27T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T21:34:13.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Title unnecessary</title><content type='html'>What a sad example of negligence this blog has become! Keeping up with a blog can be a pain in the ass but I've had a nice "vacation" and here I am once again pondering what to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll just ramble as usual....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to a HIM concert. It's quite ironic that I would go to one of their concerts in the States as in Europe they're pretty damn huge but hardly anyone knows about them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a small venue but there was a good 500 people there which was I'm sure a small crowd compared to what they're used to, but hell of a lot more than what I was expecting. Another thing I wasn't expecting was that they'd pack 500 people in a venue that can barely hold 200!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all Americans have some fuckin pent up aggression. Don't get me wrong...I dig a sweaty,grimy, screamin, body bumpin, crazy concert as much as any true rock chick! But the place was full of raving lunatic hormonal maniacs! I was never so close to wanting to punch a couple of hundred annoying teenagers in my life! ( Ye children of little something or other ,you will live to see another concert again! Now...pass the chill pills!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So besides having to remind myself that I'm in concert and not World War bloody 3 it was worth it all when Ville Valo finally came out. And yes, that is the lead singers name, not a lollipop convention. It makes sense though....he's Finnish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even HIM's biggest fan I was just happy to see them because Ville was the coolest and hottest guy I've seen in a long time, because I can't resist a man who sings with a ciggy dangling from his mouth or fingers the entire time...and oh his voice is damn sexy. Call me vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also finally went partying on 6th street in Austin! You wouldn't believe the amount of godawful drinks I had to down before finding a bartender who could mix properly. I was so happy I would've asked him to marry me, but I'm already married so I settled for a quick screw in the bathroom....Nah, I'm kiddin!!&lt;br /&gt;But I had fun, and I loved all the cops with their horses parading the street. I'm sure the guy they attacked in front of everyone and held his jaw to the ground with their knees didn't love them all that much tho. Again what's up with the aggression ppl? Surreal stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I've had enough of typing. Happy Halloween!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-113047387138080595?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/113047387138080595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=113047387138080595&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/113047387138080595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/113047387138080595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/10/title-unnecessary.html' title='Title unnecessary'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112792284388800630</id><published>2005-09-28T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T09:29:20.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just shoot me</title><content type='html'>I have no problem talking about things I like, but am not too good with disclosing personal info (notice the absence of an "about me" link) but I "stole" this thingymajiggy from another blog.&lt;br /&gt;So here goes nothing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;10 entirely random things about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. I have positively the ugliest feet in the world.&lt;br /&gt; 2.My mind sometimes wanders to very dark places.&lt;br /&gt; 3.I'm listening to "November Rain" right now.&lt;br /&gt;4. I like indie/foreign films but my guilty pleasure is watching "Bratpack" movies.&lt;br /&gt;5. The only workout I actually like is swimming.&lt;br /&gt;6. I want to make a shitload of money but am not sure how to go about it.&lt;br /&gt;7.I'm 26 and still dont have a drivers license.The horror!&lt;br /&gt;8. I still fantasize about being a rock star (minor detail...I cant sing)&lt;br /&gt;9. I get bored easily&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm already bored of this thinghymajiggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;9 ways to win my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. Bring me cheesecake&lt;br /&gt;2. Have good taste in music&lt;br /&gt;3. Make me laugh out loud&lt;br /&gt;4. Dance with me&lt;br /&gt;5. Fascinate me with exciting tales of your adventures&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't say anything about my feet&lt;br /&gt;7. But if you must, don't say " I can't see what's wrong with your feet"&lt;br /&gt;8. Cuz that would be lying...and lying isn't a good method to win my heart now is it?&lt;br /&gt;9. Be abstract (not in a Napoleon Dynamite way mind u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;8 things I carry/wear every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. Cell phone&lt;br /&gt;2. Panties&lt;br /&gt;3. Mac lip gloss&lt;br /&gt;4. Book or magazine&lt;br /&gt;5. An anklet I got in India&lt;br /&gt;6. Black rimmed glasses&lt;br /&gt;7. Wedding ring&lt;br /&gt;8. Schizophrenia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;7 things that annoy me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. Fanaticism&lt;br /&gt;2. Pop starlets&lt;br /&gt;3. Closed-mindedness&lt;br /&gt;4. Make-up smudging&lt;br /&gt;5. Bad hair days&lt;br /&gt;6. Rising earlier than the sun does&lt;br /&gt;7. George Bu-llshit-sh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;6 places I've visited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. Edinburgh (sexy accents/fuckin freezin)&lt;br /&gt;2. Paris (elegant/bad coffee)&lt;br /&gt;3. Goa (beautiful/mosquito kingdom)&lt;br /&gt;4. Mykonos( party like the rich and famous/go home broke)&lt;br /&gt;5. Rome ( Pasta daily yay/ hot men/that use more hair products than u)&lt;br /&gt;6. Bucharest (land of vampires and general weirdness/ good place to start that diet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 things I want to do before I die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. See more of the world&lt;br /&gt;2. Buy/build a house overlooking the sea in Greece&lt;br /&gt;3. Provide everything I can that my boys will need to live thrilling and happy lives.&lt;br /&gt;4. Have a perfect body&lt;br /&gt;5. Kiss the Depp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;4 things I'm afraid of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. Cockroaches&lt;br /&gt;2. Not being able to protect my kids&lt;br /&gt;3. Pimples&lt;br /&gt;4. Torture. Having a choice to endure the torture either by listening to B.Spears or watching endless episodes of the 'Anna Nicole smith show". Knowing that I'll fess up anything I know to escape those choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 things I do everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. Read&lt;br /&gt;2. Listen to music&lt;br /&gt;3. Over analyze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 things I'm trying not to do right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. Binge&lt;br /&gt;2.Fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 person I want to see right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. Marcus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112792284388800630?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112792284388800630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112792284388800630&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112792284388800630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112792284388800630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-shoot-me.html' title='Just shoot me'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112739635456962695</id><published>2005-09-22T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T06:39:14.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rita</title><content type='html'>Forget all the new shows starting a new season on tv. The only channel you can afford to watch this year is the Weather Channel, lest you be caught unaware of which new hurricane is about to strike!&lt;br /&gt; All joking aside, good luck to all those evacuating and may this one be the last one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112739635456962695?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112739635456962695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112739635456962695&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112739635456962695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112739635456962695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/09/rita.html' title='Rita'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112718820361162797</id><published>2005-09-19T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T23:27:25.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with this picture?</title><content type='html'>As nature would have it, each woman must relive her teenage routine life (Pimples, greasy hair, moodswings) once a month. Why on earth couldnt it also throw in the perky boobs and ass huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112718820361162797?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112718820361162797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112718820361162797&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112718820361162797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112718820361162797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/09/whats-wrong-with-this-picture.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with this picture?'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112716624940485007</id><published>2005-09-19T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T14:55:58.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings</title><content type='html'>There used to be a time when a ball was announced months before the event and the guests obsessed and counted the minutes, till the day finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;A time where dining in the local restaurant/taverna/diner with your friends lasted for hours.&lt;br /&gt;A time where when soldiers were at war the country they left behind would be in a state of mourning and people would rejoice in the streets when the war was over.&lt;br /&gt;A time when people wept(or celebrated) when their leaders passed away.&lt;br /&gt;A time when a single kiss was worthy of a play.&lt;br /&gt;A time when you would be elated to receive a handwritten letter from a friend or lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or have our attention spans gone down to the size of a peanut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We expect everything to be done immediately. We get annoyed when our means of transportation is late, when it takes more than 5 minutes for the waiter to serve us or when a link on the internet doesn't appear in 1 second.&lt;br /&gt;We think the world has ended when our date doesn't try to kiss us on a first date, or god forbid he doesn't call us in 36 hours or was it 48?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watch the news and we are reminded of the current events, sometimes we are outraged, sometimes we cry, on rare occasions we laugh. For the most part we sleep quite soundly that night.&lt;br /&gt;Its not like we are completely insensitive. We are still concerned about the wars, the catastrophes, the crimes but they don't really haunt us.&lt;br /&gt;We have become so used to the media overload that indeed, we do voice our concerns,but do they truly affect our day to day lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that I'd like to go back to waiting indefinitely for all the above things, Im just amazed at my intolerance to do so.&lt;br /&gt;Truth be said, I am happy to be part of this modern age. At the same time I cant help but wonder if the world we live in has become a lot less passionate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112716624940485007?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112716624940485007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112716624940485007&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112716624940485007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112716624940485007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/09/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112687725680755314</id><published>2005-09-16T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T06:27:36.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freestyle Running</title><content type='html'>I thot Id start a new sport. I quite fancy this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guzer.com/videos/freestyle_running.php"&gt;http://www.guzer.com/videos/freestyle_running.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112687725680755314?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112687725680755314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112687725680755314&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112687725680755314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112687725680755314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/09/freestyle-running.html' title='Freestyle Running'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112630154266279718</id><published>2005-09-09T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T14:32:22.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ziggy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/fashion_slide_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/320/fashion_slide_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr. Bowie,&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;I know you're old enough to be my father, but who cares, I seriously love you!&lt;br /&gt;Please believe me when I say Im not a psycho fan stalker.&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I love you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112630154266279718?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112630154266279718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112630154266279718&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112630154266279718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112630154266279718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/09/ziggy.html' title='Ziggy'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112506576340887414</id><published>2005-08-26T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T07:16:03.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_05632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/320/IMG_05632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/320/IMG_05612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan(6)                                                     Tristan(8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I should post a pic of my two "juvenile" boys. They've been in school a week and they're doing so good. Im so *sniff* proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112506576340887414?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112506576340887414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112506576340887414&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112506576340887414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112506576340887414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/08/alan6-tristan8-thought-i-should-post.html' title=''/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112506473529764403</id><published>2005-08-26T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T11:35:06.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movietalk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/sideways_bigdvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px" height="343" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/320/sideways_bigdvd.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/headintheclouds_finalposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/320/headintheclouds_finalposter.jpg" width="115" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that's fabulous about school is that it knocks your kids out by 8.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Which means a bit of time in the 24 hour period for just...moi!&lt;br /&gt;Last night I watched two films.&lt;br /&gt;The first was "Head in the Clouds".&lt;br /&gt;Frankly,I'm too lazy to get into what its all about. I thought Stuart Townshed and Charlize Theron had alot of chemistry (they're a couple in reality) and were rather sexy onscreen together which is basically the only reason to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;Starts out well but kinda messes up towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sideways on the other hand, was fantastic. I have been wanting to see it all year but hadnt gotten around to it.&lt;br /&gt;Miles Raymond (Giamatti), a divorced middle school teacher and failed novelist, and his altar-bound friend Jack (Church) take a wine-tasting trip in California, pondering questions about their directions in life.&lt;br /&gt;I loved the Miles Raymond character, possibly because I related to the manic depressiveness and failed novelist parts. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;The only bad part of the experience was not having any delicious wine to drink , so definetly have some wine on hand if you watch this, or you'll spend the entire movie craving for some.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112506473529764403?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112506473529764403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112506473529764403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112506473529764403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112506473529764403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/08/movietalk.html' title='Movietalk'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112413543310346846</id><published>2005-08-15T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T12:50:33.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yum</title><content type='html'>I just had the perfect Indian takeaway meal. It made my day.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing more dissapointing than going out to eat or ordering food from home and it tasting like shit.&lt;br /&gt; We ordered lasagna once and it tasted like boiled liver and "slopwash". I should have known better, when I talked to the guy  to order it....&lt;br /&gt;  Him: Something or other restaurant. How may I help u?&lt;br /&gt;  Me: Yeah hi, I'd like to order the large lasagna.&lt;br /&gt;  Him: I dont think we have any left.&lt;br /&gt;  Me: Well it's ok........&lt;br /&gt;  Him: Hey wait actually I think we can scramble something together for ya ok?&lt;br /&gt;  Me: Oh ok thanks.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yeeeeah not a good sign, but by the time it dawned on me the dogfood had merrily made its way to our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway all that to say, that I had great Indian food and it made me blissfully happy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112413543310346846?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112413543310346846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112413543310346846&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112413543310346846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112413543310346846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/08/yum.html' title='Yum'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112395094069678663</id><published>2005-08-13T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T09:57:46.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evolving</title><content type='html'>Adolescence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed a bunch of young teenage girls at a store I was in the other day. They were loud ("Oh my gawd, look at this shirt, its like, awesome"), they were giggling like hyenas (everytime a guy passed by) and ofcourse they all looked identical.&lt;br /&gt;In short, they had all the qualities that make teen girls so uh ....endearing.&lt;br /&gt;Surely I couldnt have been so annoying in my teenage years?&lt;br /&gt;* I only wore black till 16 to show my loyalty to grundge and rock. But at the time so did everybody else.&lt;br /&gt;* I was naturally always right! No ifs and buts about it.&lt;br /&gt;* I'd stare at boys and then quickly look away if they looked back.&lt;br /&gt;* I was an emotional wreck. My world as I knew it fell apart at least once a week.&lt;br /&gt;Thank (insert entity you believe in here) we learn to chill out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship:&lt;br /&gt;Some old friends came to visit. Hadnt seen them in about 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;It slowly became apparent that the only thing we still had in common was our old friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Our interests, our tastes in the arts, our definition of having a good time, our beliefs, they had all changed. We automatically switch from friends to acquaintances.&lt;br /&gt;It seems only a handful of people become best friends that "get" you for life.&lt;br /&gt;Life wouldnt be the same without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children:&lt;br /&gt;I have two lovable lunatic sons. They are now 8 and 6. I used to look forward to them growing older. Thats not quite the case anymore. They are growing too fast, too soon, dammit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future:&lt;br /&gt;They say life gets a whole lot more fun for women once you are over 30.&lt;br /&gt;I always thot that was bullshit, but now Im not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;My sons will be 17 and 15 when I turn 35. Hmmm, I dont feel so bad about the boys getting older so fast anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be starting a completely different phase of my life, a more independant one.&lt;br /&gt;Terrifying yet exciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112395094069678663?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112395094069678663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112395094069678663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112395094069678663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112395094069678663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/08/evolving.html' title='Evolving'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112300833237955245</id><published>2005-08-02T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T14:24:39.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insane pathetic women</title><content type='html'>I dont usually listen to random conversations while in public, but this one was taking place right beside me at a bar, and it was too amusing to ignore.&lt;br /&gt;It went something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl#1 Oh wow, check out that guy over there!&lt;br /&gt;Girl #2 Let me see, oh yeah I see him around alot, he's absolutely gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;Girl #1 Really, you've seen him before? And you havnt chatted him up?&lt;br /&gt;Girl #2 Well, I have a hard time walking up to guys and flirting with them.&lt;br /&gt;Girl#1 You really should with this guy, or I will!&lt;br /&gt;Girl#2 Oh no, its ok I dont really feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;Girl#1 Ok sweetie but I really do feel like it, you dont mind do you?&lt;br /&gt;Girl#2 No, why would I mind? I hear he doesnt like forward girls tho.&lt;br /&gt;Girl#1 We'll find out soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl#1 walks up to hottie, introduces herself, he gets her a drink, she flirts, they dance, after 20 mins walks back to Girl #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl#1 Wow he's soooo hott, we're gonna meet later, isnt that fuckin great?&lt;br /&gt;Girl #2 Actually it isnt fuckin great at all, you knew I like him but you dont care do you?&lt;br /&gt;Girl #1 Hey, chill out, you said it was ok.&lt;br /&gt;Girl #2 Its not ok!&lt;br /&gt;Girl #1 You shouldve said that before, just because you cant get any, doesnt mean you have to take it out on me!&lt;br /&gt;Girl #2 What? The only reason you get any is because your boobs are always hanging out of you shirt, like a whore.&lt;br /&gt;Girl#1 Well at least Im not a crazy bitch like you!&lt;br /&gt;Girl#2 Ho!&lt;br /&gt;Girl #1 Bitch!&lt;br /&gt;-end of profound convo-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112300833237955245?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112300833237955245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112300833237955245&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112300833237955245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112300833237955245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/08/insane-pathetic-women.html' title='Insane pathetic women'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112262193168399366</id><published>2005-07-29T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T00:25:31.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/inxs_378x218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/320/inxs_378x218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to say, even though Im not big on reality TV that I'm totally enjoying"Rock Star:INXS".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe it's all the rock songs in various renditions and strong vocals, which is a nice change to all the bubblegum pop thats on most shows.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/dave.n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/320/dave.n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                  He's not bad to look at either :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112262193168399366?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112262193168399366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112262193168399366&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112262193168399366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112262193168399366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/07/rock-star.html' title='Rock Star'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112262114127045166</id><published>2005-07-28T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T00:12:21.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect? Me? Never!</title><content type='html'>How come every time I make a special effort to do any particular thing perfectly,I always fail miserably?&lt;br /&gt;  Yet every time I do something perfectly, I might as well not have because there was no need for perfection in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;  I suppose I should be happy I do anything "perfect" at all....even if there's never anyone there to watch me do it. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  -End of self-pity session-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112262114127045166?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112262114127045166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112262114127045166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112262114127045166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112262114127045166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/07/perfect-me-never.html' title='Perfect? Me? Never!'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112217274743079468</id><published>2005-07-23T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T19:40:29.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Slacker</title><content type='html'>I've been such a slacker when it comes to posting on here.&lt;br /&gt;But I have good reason...I've been sick! But who wants to hear about my sick days? Nobody? That's what I thought.&lt;br /&gt;We shipped all our furniture from Greece and it arrived on Friday. So once I got over"pretending I was dead" I got out of bed and started ripping boxes apart and helping to put furniture together.&lt;br /&gt;I quite fancied myself as being a domestic genius ... I think that no more.&lt;br /&gt;I have some ideas...some good but mostly crap ideas on how to furnish and decorate this enormous house.&lt;br /&gt;I'm at a stage where I mostly just stare at the bare surroundings in a stupified"Holy shit, what did I get myself into " kinda way. Oh to be able to afford an interior decorator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thot #1:&lt;br /&gt;I read today that Gus Van Sant made a movie about Kurt Cobain's life called "Last Days". This I've gotta see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thot #2:&lt;br /&gt;I must be the only person in the world that can't find a single coffee I like in Starbucks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112217274743079468?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112217274743079468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112217274743079468&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112217274743079468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112217274743079468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/07/sick-slacker.html' title='Sick Slacker'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112132830282191773</id><published>2005-07-14T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T01:11:40.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of films and such</title><content type='html'>Isn't Netflix wonderful? Im not necessarily a fan of all things cyber. For example, I don't like browsing for books online. There is nothing more exciting than going into a bookstore ( ok there are things more exciting, but not many), especially a second hand bookstore and searching to find a perfect read.&lt;br /&gt;   Videostores are entirely different.&lt;br /&gt;   The neon lights, the little colored signs on the boxes letting you know that "Hey, you know that movie you've been waiting a month to watch? Well its STILL not available!" All that to say I'm a big fan of Netflix.&lt;br /&gt;    I am a cinephile. So those who know me, know that I frequently open my big mouth about my opinions of various films. I hope nobody minds me occasionally sharing those opinions on my blog. And ofcourse if anyone disagrees with my "reviews' , I always love a good debate.&lt;br /&gt;   A few years ago I grew bored of the typical Hollywood repetitious industry and started a slow and gradual love affair with indie/foreign films ,which has now blossomed into a full blown passionate relationship( God, that was cheesy!)&lt;br /&gt;I cant say I have given up blockbusters entirely because I like keeping myself informed about such things. I cant very well pretend I don't want to watch.... lets say...Brad and Angie sharing a screen.&lt;br /&gt; One word review. Daaaaaaamn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh and if anyone has any abstract recommendations let me know.&lt;br /&gt;By abstract I don't mean such titles as "Dude, where's my dildo?", "Geranalmo" and "Tookie Raider". (Whoever recommended those ones, all I can say is "Where's your dignity? Shame, shame, shame on you.......they were absolute crap!!" :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112132830282191773?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112132830282191773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112132830282191773&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112132830282191773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112132830282191773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/07/of-films-and-such.html' title='Of films and such'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112094424857995797</id><published>2005-07-09T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T00:49:52.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Dreaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/kefalonia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/320/kefalonia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zakynthos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/Santorini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/320/Santorini.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santorini by night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im daydreaming about vacationing right now.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the greek islands, each one so different, each fairly close to mainland, so easy to escape to at a moments notice.&lt;br /&gt;There are alot of dreamy sounding places not too hard to get to from here tho. Carribean comes to mind. Any other suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112094424857995797?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112094424857995797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112094424857995797&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112094424857995797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112094424857995797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/07/vacation-dreaming.html' title='Vacation Dreaming'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112059472629643981</id><published>2005-07-05T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T17:30:11.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures of the unfortunate</title><content type='html'>I usually love doing things first. Being the first in my group of friends to discover a new band, restaurant, club, alcoholic beverage etc, naturally so I can be the first to brag about the experience.&lt;br /&gt;Something I have never done that alot of my friends have done, is meet someone that I only know from cyberland.&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend thats staying with me for awhile. She is pretty, single and on various occasions chats with cute guys she's met online. She showed me some photos of one particular guy "J". Tall, short spikey black hair,cute smile,slim,sexy eyes, in one word...attractive. She laughs out loud alot while chatting with him, he must be charming.&lt;br /&gt;Being as it was the 4th of July last night, we ofcourse wanted to go see the fireworks, so while trying to beautify myself (as if), I hear my friend talkin to someone on her cell. Its J. He wants to meet us there. She casually says "Well we're going to eat somethin real quick at McDonalds (the shame) so just call us a lil later and maybe we'll meet up."&lt;br /&gt;At the above mentioned junk food restaurant, Im carrying my tray of food back to the table my friend is waiting at. Beside her I see a guy staring at her. She looks back and looks at me, her eyes as big as saucers. She introduces him to me and I pretend to casually shake his hand,while I feel a mini heart attack coming on which then turns into a very controlled effort to stop a fit of uncontrolable laughter.&lt;br /&gt;I go back to my previous description of J.&lt;br /&gt;Tall= Hunchback.&lt;br /&gt;Short spikey black hair= Short slimey mousy hair...with dandruff.&lt;br /&gt;Cute smile = Teeth that he apprently borrowed from someone in the middleages.&lt;br /&gt;Slim= Pot belly&lt;br /&gt;Sexy eyes= Small eyes and one of them is lazy.&lt;br /&gt;Attractive= The man needed to go shopping...the list? Soap, shampoo, razors, aftershave, toothpaste, clean clothes, and possibly even a few liters of bleach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aw maybe Im being too vain" I thought, " I shouldnt judge people with the way they look"(or smell), so I searched for hints of the charm I thought he must have. My search lasted for approx. 2 minutes. My conclusion? If my life depended on it , I'd rather sleep with Frankenstein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about his photos. How could he look so different? Thats when I formed my second conclusion. "Damn it, I hate, hate, HATE photoshop!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I had a fun time watching the fireworks, unfortunately my friend didnt enjoy them as much, the stalker kinda ruined it for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112059472629643981?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112059472629643981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112059472629643981&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112059472629643981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112059472629643981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/07/adventures-of-unfortunate.html' title='Adventures of the unfortunate'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112037372870248156</id><published>2005-07-02T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T10:21:13.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Train of thots</title><content type='html'>Today I had my TV on for a big part of the day catching glimpses of the Live8 concerts while going about everything else I had to do.&lt;br /&gt;A train of thots ran through my mind in rapid succession.&lt;br /&gt;I thought of how annoying it is when celebrities "preach" to everyone about giving to charity when they are living in utter extravagance.&lt;br /&gt;I thought about if the people attending the concerts or the people watching from home, like me, would even remember what the whole deal was about the next day. Maybe we would buy a band to wrap around our wrist and feel like we did our part and ultimately feel good about ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;I thought of how I felt years ago when I left behind a big part of my life. Disilusioned. Because I had grown up thinking I was leading a life that helped people, that I was making the world a better place, but then realising that I had done very little if anything at all to help those in need. I imagined what I might have accomplised if I had worked for any humanitarian organization for those 20 years instead...what I might have been able to offer then.&lt;br /&gt;I thought about how wonderful it would be if these politicians would actually make these decisions to drop the debts, to make trade fair, to send better aid. Could it be so simple?&lt;br /&gt;I thought about everything Ive seen, heard and read about Africa and other third world countries, all the sickness, all the wars, all the injustices and how alot of times I shut what they're going through out, I shut it out because it makes me feel selfish for worrying about the things I do.&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, I dont know what I or others could do, I dont know if these concerts or marches can change anything, if the celebrities are phony, if politicians that act interested are just pretending, if its better to be a pessimist or an optimist.&lt;br /&gt;But I feel I have to talk and educate myself about it, debate and rant about it.&lt;br /&gt;Because some things are so insanely unfair we should all be furious about them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112037372870248156?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112037372870248156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112037372870248156&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112037372870248156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112037372870248156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/07/train-of-thots.html' title='Train of thots'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-112010290161847096</id><published>2005-06-29T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T20:57:25.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O</title><content type='html'>This year I havn't been listening to much melancholic music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first heard Damien Rice 4 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now listening to melancholic music again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wmuk-newmedia.co.uk/damienrice/blowersdaughter_war_w_hi.asx"&gt;http://www.wmuk-newmedia.co.uk/damienrice/blowersdaughter_war_w_hi.asx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wmuk-newmedia.co.uk/damienrice/cannonball_war_w_hi.asx"&gt;http://www.wmuk-newmedia.co.uk/damienrice/cannonball_war_w_hi.asx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-112010290161847096?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/112010290161847096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=112010290161847096&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112010290161847096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/112010290161847096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/o.html' title='O'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-111999692647107752</id><published>2005-06-28T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T15:15:26.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Innocent Questions</title><content type='html'>If I put  2  layers of 30 spf sunblock would that make it 60spf sunblock?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Is there a particular moment that something which is just simply "old" becomes an "antique"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On the planes of "British Airways" is the pilots steering wheel on the right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Where do birds live till they make their nests?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-111999692647107752?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/111999692647107752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=111999692647107752&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/111999692647107752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/111999692647107752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/innocent-questions.html' title='Innocent Questions'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-111993568813924936</id><published>2005-06-27T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T22:17:20.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>Blogging! Not sure what I think of this epidemic called blogging, but I have decided I will form my opinion by adding myself to it. I am well prepared it might be one of those cliche moments of my life where I do something I live to regret but ...what the hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-111993568813924936?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/111993568813924936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=111993568813924936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/111993568813924936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/111993568813924936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14014188.post-111993847199388027</id><published>2005-06-27T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T13:18:58.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Englishman in NY</title><content type='html'>Frankly I dont know what Sting was going on about, he has nothing on me! I'm a Greek woman in SA, San Antonio of Texas that is. Yeehaw.&lt;br /&gt;I won't get into the reasons of why, when and again in case you missed it, WHY I am here but lets just say the reasons are good enough.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I am experiencing something everyone has experienced at some point in their lives...withdrawals.&lt;br /&gt;Small cafe's where you can sip frappes for two hours withdrawals, windowshopping in small boutiques withdrawals, socially smoking without feeling like a criminal withdrawals, restaurants without the waiter telling you his life story withdrawals, almost getting run over by crazy drivers withdrawals, beachbar, taverna, feta, retzina, tiny car, fashionable people, and many more kinds of withdrawals.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going to an AA meeting and proclaiming "Hello, I am Christina and I'm a European snob!"&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to make resolutions on how to shun this characteristic, because quite simply I do not wish to. Saying that, I don't want to sabotage my chances of having a great time here because of it. I do make it a point to embrace cultures....and people....no matter where it is, in this case even San Antonio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14014188-111993847199388027?l=athenianstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/111993847199388027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14014188&amp;postID=111993847199388027&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/111993847199388027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14014188/posts/default/111993847199388027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athenianstyle.blogspot.com/2005/06/englishman-in-ny.html' title='Englishman in NY'/><author><name>athenianstyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08362169919621641911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/43/1255/1600/IMG_1515.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
