<?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-7281933</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:42:40.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the (mis)adventures of ergo girl</title><subtitle type='html'>Remember: Stop, drop and roll dosn't work in hell.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-115487116412267108</id><published>2006-08-06T09:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T09:32:44.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>where's the beef? heck i'd settle for peanuts.</title><content type='html'>i was on a flight yesterday and got to thinking about the food you get on a plane. i remember as a kid getting peanuts on a flight, or on longer flights a meal.  then at somepoint in my teens/early 20s it degenerated to a box of 2 chiclets at take off and just before landing. now what do you get? food and beverage for purchase, and not even at decent prices, especially if you end up on a US flight and you only have Canadian dollars "that will be $5 US or $7 Canadian" (have they even looked at the exchange rate lately?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there i was, hungry with my ears popping with nothing to do but curse the man that discovered he could save American Airlines $40,000 a year by eliminating one olive from each salad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-115487116412267108?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115487116412267108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-114018970565330323</id><published>2006-02-17T10:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T10:27:41.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the meaning of my birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e6e6fa;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are an island. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You don't need anyone else to make you happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And though you see yourself as a loner, people are drawn to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Deep and sensitive, you tend to impress others with your insights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You also tend to be psychic - so listen to that inner voice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your self sufficiency&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: You despise authority&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Maroon&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Hammer&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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birthday'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-113692605709645715</id><published>2006-01-10T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T15:47:37.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>highlights from last night's debate</title><content type='html'>1) they bleeped the prime minister (for those that missed it, it was near the beginning and he said "i'm f*cking excited about canada").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) in addition to learning how to smile while speaking (albeit a half smile) stephen harper also learned to move his eyebrows about half way through the debate. either that or the botox is wearing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in all seriousness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with one of the major party leaders wanting to abuse the notwithstanding clause to trump the charter of rights and freedoms, and the other wanting to abolish said clause thus dismantling an integral part of our constitution i am seriously afraid for this country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-113692605709645715?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113692605709645715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=113692605709645715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/113692605709645715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/113692605709645715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/highlights-from-last-nights-debate.html' title='highlights from last night&apos;s debate'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-113459852647629724</id><published>2005-12-14T17:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T17:15:26.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you'll never guess my secret identity</title><content type='html'>so i heard about this site called &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"&gt;www.myheritage.com&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/thehour/"&gt;the hour&lt;/a&gt; last night. you upload your photo and using facial recognition software it tells you which celebrity you most closely resemble based on facial structure. so i ran a pic of &lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt; and i on the beach and we came out as tiger woods and whitney houston, apparently we're secretly black and one of us has a drug problem....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-113459852647629724?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113459852647629724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=113459852647629724' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/113459852647629724'/><link 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undisclosed club i was returning to my friends from the bar when out of nowhere some guy that decided i looked like i needed to be rubbed by his butt. do guys think this is a good way to pick up girls? cause IT'S NOT. seriously i can forgive being bumped into but trapping me in a crowd and grinding your ass up against me while i'm obviously trying to get away from you is just annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) while waiting for the elevator at roy thompson hall &lt;strong&gt;b &lt;/strong&gt;stopped to tie his shoe. apparently the neanderthal failed to notice him and said to me 'after party, my place' so i said 'no thanks.' and instead of taking no for an answer the guy continues to pester me until i lean over and touch &lt;strong&gt;b's &lt;/strong&gt;back, at which point the guy was all 'oh sorry man.' why he was apologizing to &lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt; and not me i'm still trying to figure out... are guys in toronto still stuck in the 70s or something?&lt;div 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behaviour'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-113354162355005305</id><published>2005-12-02T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T11:40:23.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>plays well with others... or not</title><content type='html'>so yesterday the &lt;strong&gt;dragonlady&lt;/strong&gt; was in her usual fine form and chastised me for not saving a document in a format she could view. i wouldn't have minded converting the file for her if a) she hadn't been so condescending b) i actually had the program required to save the document in the correct format. anyhow i ended up enlisting the help of a member of our web team who had both programs and eventually got it saved for her. now admittedly i was pretty pissed off, if there's one thing i can't tolerate it's people condescending to me, it's a flaw i know and i really try to not let her bother me, but on occasion she gets through my defenses and i crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on i got an email from her with the latest program revisions that needed to be coded. upon opening the document i had a very strong sense of deja vu, and sure enough i checked the date and they were the revisions from the last cycle i couldn't help but feel a bit vindicated, so i went and checked the program and sure enough she had re-done modifications that were already done. I fixed the modifications and put the new ones in place, then sent her an email stating that those were the prior cycles revisions that she had sent out and that i had corrected the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i *shouldn't* be so giddy about it, and i realize that my delight in her error makes me a bad person, but i just can't help it... karmic retribution is mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now off for some self flagellation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-113354162355005305?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113354162355005305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=113354162355005305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/113354162355005305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/113354162355005305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/plays-well-with-others-or-not.html' title='plays well with others... or not'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-113353456818351117</id><published>2005-12-02T09:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T09:42:48.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>art or porn?</title><content type='html'>so i was visiting my friend &lt;strong&gt;patron of the arts&lt;/strong&gt; and i noticed that he had a statue that was a rather graphic depiction of a sexual act between two females. i mentioned the statue, and he accused me of being a prude. now i have no problem with nudity in art, but that statue is simply not something i'd put in my house because i don't see the 'art' of it, to me it was just crass. i told him the picture of the nude female with sticks in the bathroom didn't bother me. so we then got into a discussion of when is nudity art and when is it porn? mostly we talked about the girlie mags, &lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt; said that playboy was more art than porn, and i asked why he felt that way to which &lt;strong&gt;patron of the arts&lt;/strong&gt; stated "it's only porn if there's a close up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there we have it folks the difference between art and pornography lies in the zoom lens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-113353456818351117?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113353456818351117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=113353456818351117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/113353456818351117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/113353456818351117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/art-or-porn.html' title='art or porn?'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-113336389726644544</id><published>2005-11-30T10:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T10:25:09.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a christmas wish</title><content type='html'>i know we're only going to end up with another liberal minority in january but you know what i'd love to see? a &lt;a href="http://www.blocquebecois.org/fr/default.asp"&gt;bloc&lt;/a&gt; minority with an &lt;a href="http://www.ndp.ca/"&gt;ndp&lt;/a&gt; balance of power, now THAT would be good governance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-113336389726644544?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113336389726644544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=113336389726644544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/113336389726644544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/113336389726644544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2005/11/christmas-wish.html' title='a christmas wish'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-113225542337274476</id><published>2005-11-17T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T14:23:43.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bumper sticker philosophy</title><content type='html'>while on the bus this morning i spotted a white mini van sporting a bumper sticker that said 'follow your bliss'. i can't help but think that if this person followed their bliss to a white mini van that they may have been misled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-113225542337274476?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113225542337274476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=113225542337274476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/113225542337274476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/113225542337274476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2005/11/bumper-sticker-philosophy.html' title='bumper sticker philosophy'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-113163082826182191</id><published>2005-11-10T08:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T08:53:48.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>know your audience</title><content type='html'>so i was talking with &lt;strong&gt;gay squared&lt;/strong&gt; last night and she said that she was still angry over the fact that her ex boyfriend had cheated on her, despite the fact that she was over him. to which i replied "please, you're so over him you're gay!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-113163082826182191?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113163082826182191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=113163082826182191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/113163082826182191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/113163082826182191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2005/11/know-your-audience.html' title='know your audience'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-113035439927399677</id><published>2005-10-26T15:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T15:19:59.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>boo-bees</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4536/440/1600/WannaSeeMyBoobees%20(2)2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4536/440/320/WannaSeeMyBoobees%20%282%291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's a few days early, but happy halloween none the less....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-113035439927399677?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113035439927399677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=113035439927399677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/113035439927399677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/113035439927399677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2005/10/boo-bees.html' title='boo-bees'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-112749738496390599</id><published>2005-09-23T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T12:51:14.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my uterus stages monthly hostile takeovers of my brain</title><content type='html'>so my mom had a hysterectomy last week and this prompted a discussion between myself and a co-worker over the etymology of the word hysterectomy. well lets start with the basics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hystera&lt;/em&gt; is the greek word for womb and &lt;em&gt;ectomy&lt;/em&gt; comes from the greek word &lt;em&gt;ektomy&lt;/em&gt; meaning "a cutting out"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the term &lt;em&gt;hysteria&lt;/em&gt; was &lt;a href="http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?search=hysteria&amp;amp;searchmode=none"&gt;originally defined as a neurotic condition peculiar to women and thought to be caused by a dysfunction of the uterus.&lt;/a&gt; you see the ancient greek doctors thought that the &lt;em&gt;uterus&lt;/em&gt; moved around the body causing &lt;em&gt;hysteria, &lt;/em&gt;and that removing the &lt;em&gt;uterus&lt;/em&gt; would cause the "neurotic" condition to cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our question is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the uterus was so busy traveling about the body, how did they know where to find it when they went to remove it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-112749738496390599?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112749738496390599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=112749738496390599' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/112749738496390599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/112749738496390599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-uterus-stages-monthly-hostile.html' title='my uterus stages monthly hostile takeovers of my brain'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-112741406809469107</id><published>2005-09-22T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T12:23:52.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>has the world gone mad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4536/440/1600/Gascrazysept2205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4536/440/320/Gascrazysept2205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture was taken in strathroy ontario around noon today by &lt;strong&gt;sloth warrior&lt;/strong&gt;. apparently all it takes is a few rumours of prices of $1.85 a litre to incite mass panic and a rush on gas stations. i can only assume this type of behaviour will get worse each time a hurricane threatens the gulf of mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the second major hurricane in the gulf of mexico within 3 weeks, and the unusually high number of tropical cyclones this year causing all of this hysteria here and in the united states i have to ask... does good 'ole dubbya south of the border believe in global warming now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-112741406809469107?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/112741406809469107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=112741406809469107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/112741406809469107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/112741406809469107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2005/09/has-world-gone-mad.html' title='has the world gone mad?'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-110731370870336345</id><published>2005-02-01T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T22:08:28.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>surrounded by republicans in ten gallon hats</title><content type='html'>i have officially survived my first twenty-four hours in dallas and here is what i have learned so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) there are very few sidewalks in dallas (none in the area i'm in). when i asked the hotel desk clerk about this she looked at me quizzically and drawled "people from dallas don't walk anywhere. hell if i want to go to the store 3 houses down for a soda, i drive." and she was dead serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) there are few if any cross walks in dallas. the aforementioned hotel clerk said "yeah pedestrians might as well tape a target to their back-sides."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) if you hand a store clerk a loonie, they will look at you like you are one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) it's frightening how dependent i am on our colour coded currency. (paying in cash takes me forever here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more updates to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-110731370870336345?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110731370870336345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=110731370870336345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/110731370870336345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/110731370870336345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2005/02/surrounded-by-republicans-in-ten.html' title='surrounded by republicans in ten gallon hats'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-110633327323706509</id><published>2005-01-21T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T13:47:53.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the best thing to happen to canadian t.v. since the beachcombers</title><content type='html'>well for all you &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0003620/"&gt;kevin smith&lt;/a&gt; fans here in the great (freaking cold) white north be sure to check out his 3 ep stint on &lt;a href="http://viewaskew.com/theboard/viewtopic.php?t=26381"&gt;degrassi the next generation&lt;/a&gt;. i still haven't figured out where his strange love of &lt;a href="http://www.degrassi.ca/index.php"&gt;degrassi&lt;/a&gt; comes from, but as one who grew up on it (and other canadian cinematic gems) i found his occasional references to it in his films highly amusing. apparently the premise of the eps involves the faux filming of "jay and silent bob go canadian eh?" has sparked rumor of the film actually coming to fruition, so we may yet see the duo in mountie uniforms. that is if &lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/home/today/index.html"&gt;disney&lt;/a&gt; would agree to it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-110633327323706509?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110633327323706509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=110633327323706509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/110633327323706509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/110633327323706509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/best-thing-to-happen-to-canadian-tv.html' title='the best thing to happen to canadian t.v. since the beachcombers'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-110599105684380354</id><published>2005-01-06T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T15:36:34.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Pneu Year</title><content type='html'>first things first, the miscellaneous update for the past month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got the issues with the p-units sorted, and spent my 2 weeks of holidays in the T-dot with &lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt;. Got to catch up with &lt;strong&gt;little spitfire of attitude, l-r switch, and gay squared&lt;/strong&gt;, all of whom i had missed greatly, but didn't realize how much until i got to see them. &lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt; took me to niagara falls for an over-night as i had never been there (yes i have in fact lived in ontario for 26 years without bearing witness to this spectacle of nature and lighting). it was a great trip except i felt a cold/flu thing coming on so i wasn't as enthused as i would like to have been. new year's was fun, went for dinner with some of &lt;strong&gt;the crew&lt;/strong&gt; and then over to a friend's condo for the drinking portion of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now for today's fun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still hadn't gotten over the cold/flu thing and it appeared to have migrated to my lungs, a fact which i chose to ignore for the past few days due to insane work load and the impending physical that occurred this am. not only did i have to endure the plastic pelican (ladies you know what i'm talkin about) turns out i've shrunk half an inch and am only 5'3.5, and i have pneumonia, great start to 2005! ah well at least i have tylenol 3's at home to look forward to :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-110599105684380354?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110599105684380354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=110599105684380354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/110599105684380354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/110599105684380354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-pneu-year.html' title='Happy Pneu Year'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-110184034482194927</id><published>2004-11-29T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T11:47:49.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>young impressionable men</title><content type='html'>woo hoo i spent the weekend with a room full of 19-25 yr old firefighter wannabes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-110184034482194927?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/110184034482194927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=110184034482194927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/110184034482194927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/110184034482194927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2004/11/young-impressionable-men.html' title='young impressionable men'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-109872272264373353</id><published>2004-10-25T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T12:45:22.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>there is no reality only perception</title><content type='html'>so &lt;strong&gt;trouble&lt;/strong&gt; and i have been having existential discussions lately, and all i can say is 'i know i don't exist, but man i get seriously pissed off sometimes'. i guess i'll just have to keep reminding myself that nothing exists, it works to a point but man perception is a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109872272264373353?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109872272264373353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=109872272264373353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109872272264373353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109872272264373353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2004/10/there-is-no-reality-only-perception.html' title='there is no reality only perception'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-109707179728488468</id><published>2004-10-06T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T10:09:57.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the shunning</title><content type='html'>ever get the feeling that you've been blacklisted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier this week &lt;strong&gt;the dragon lady&lt;/strong&gt; sent out one of those lame chain forwards to all the women in the office except for me; you know the ones that go something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if you received this email someone is your bestest friend, send this to 100 ppl in the next 3 seconds or a plague will fall on your house and all of your children will be barren yadda yadda yadda. be sure to return this to the person who sent it to you so they don't think you hate them"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or some such variation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason i know she sent it to all the women in the office who weren't me is that they all sent it to me. same thing happened again yesterday. i think i've been email contact blacklisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109707179728488468?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109707179728488468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=109707179728488468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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february 18th 2058, for those who are left you can come to my funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;link courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.chaosensues.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gay squared&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109596598171966506?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109596598171966506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=109596598171966506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109596598171966506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109596598171966506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/happy-post.html' title='the happy post'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-109544331424864012</id><published>2004-09-17T13:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T13:48:34.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>they'll publish anything these days</title><content type='html'>so my friend &lt;strong&gt;makr&lt;/strong&gt; sent &lt;strong&gt;b &lt;/strong&gt;and i a link to a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/customer-reviews/0919637264/104-5590717-7811933"&gt;book&lt;/a&gt; i was nearly in tears i was laughing so hard. a few of the comments are in poor taste, but it appears to be all in good fun for the most part.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and annother completely separate incident....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom and dad were talking the other morning and they apparently have no issues with the idea of mixed-race grandchildren. great. i'll get right on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109544331424864012?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109544331424864012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=109544331424864012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109544331424864012'/><link rel='self' 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'fashion' is the tenth sign of the apocalypse. see you all in the seventh ring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109525650771731298?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109525650771731298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=109525650771731298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109525650771731298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109525650771731298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/tenth-sign-of-apocalypse.html' title='the tenth sign of the apocalypse'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-109525124402544964</id><published>2004-09-14T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T08:43:07.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>miscellaneous observation</title><content type='html'>isn't a Doctor of Philosophy in Philosophy a little redundant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109525124402544964?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-109508729371925000</id><published>2004-09-13T10:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T10:54:53.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pon-cho pon-cho man!</title><content type='html'>i think this is what would have happened if i had been forced to join the military. &lt;a href="http://www.webmutants.com/strategypage/ponchoman.pdf"&gt;the story of the poncho&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109508729371925000?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109508729371925000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>farewell a-team</title><content type='html'>well for the last month and a half i have thought i was an a cup. initially i went through the usual phases of mourning a loss (in this case a cup size). denial (i must have measured wrong), bargaining (maybe if i make the straps as tight as they can go), anger (if only i had known what losing 26 lbs would do) and finally acceptance (started referring to my breasts as the A-Team). i had resigned myself to the idea that i was an A36, and then out of no where, (well not really out of nowhere, more out of &lt;a href="http://store.yahoo.com/lavieenrose-ca/frames.html"&gt;La Vie En Rose's&lt;/a&gt; outlet store in south London) my measurement changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked a helpful angel of proper measurement where i could find the A36s and she took one look at me and said 'you're not an A, come in the back and i'll measure you'. lo and behold i am a B34. at this &lt;strong&gt;l-r switch&lt;/strong&gt; decided that she too could use a measuring... turns out she's a 38D! we were both shocked at this, and immediately commenced trying on bras. she discovered that the D's are too big, despite measuring as one, i discovered that i should only wear demi-cups as i don't fill out the top of a full cup, oh well at least i'm not an A!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as it turns out this was the weekend of new bra size for &lt;strong&gt;hussy &lt;/strong&gt;too, she went and bought an H cup for the first time. we discovered that her new bra could also double as a hat for conjoined twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109508192803827512?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109508192803827512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=109508192803827512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109508192803827512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109508192803827512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/farewell-team.html' title='farewell a-team'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-109483833188648171</id><published>2004-09-10T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T13:45:31.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>so much better than canada post</title><content type='html'>so before the movie last night i picked up &lt;a href="http://www.subpop.com/scripts/main/bands_page.php?id=412"&gt;Give Up by the Postal Service&lt;/a&gt; i've had it on repeat ever since, well not during the movie 'cause that would have been rude and counterproductive. anyhow for the lucky few that read this go check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109483833188648171?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109483833188648171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=109483833188648171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109483833188648171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109483833188648171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/so-much-better-than-canada-post.html' title='so much better than canada post'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-109482134689920808</id><published>2004-09-10T08:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T12:01:54.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>in a garden state of mind</title><content type='html'>finally saw &lt;a href="http://www2.foxsearchlight.com/gardenstate/"&gt;garden state&lt;/a&gt; last night with &lt;strong&gt;hussy &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;strumpet&lt;/strong&gt; it was fantastic! it really captured the twenty-something malaise, and had some really hysterical moments, but unlike most comic moments they weren't contrived (i find a lot of comedy to be too polished, it's funny but no one would ever say it that way). so while &lt;a href="http://www2.foxsearchlight.com/gardenstate/"&gt;garden state&lt;/a&gt; is a work of fiction, much of it rings true. and once again if you haven't already check out &lt;a href="http://www2.foxsearchlight.com/gardenstate/blog/index.html"&gt;zach braff's blog&lt;/a&gt; some funny stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109482134689920808?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109482134689920808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=109482134689920808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109482134689920808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109482134689920808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/in-garden-state-of-mind.html' title='in a garden state of mind'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-109464983986408191</id><published>2004-09-08T09:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T15:24:42.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>they're baaaaack</title><content type='html'>i was on my way home from work last night when a man (just barely so) asked the entire bus 'does anyone know where the nearest beer store is?' he like so many other students that return to london in september needed to quench a thirst, and not the one for knowledge. i listened as some of the other riders (mostly students too) attempted to help him on his quest, but apparently everyone forgot the layout of the city over the summer, so just as we came to a stop where he could transfer to a bus that would actually take him to the beer store, as opposed to a scenic tour of east london, i gave the poor schlep directions. at least i found the advice on his friends t-shirt amusing "never trust a squirrel, he'll bite your nuts". words to live by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109464983986408191?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109464983986408191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=109464983986408191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109464983986408191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109464983986408191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/theyre-baaaaack.html' title='they&apos;re baaaaack'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-109456115589124649</id><published>2004-09-06T08:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T15:28:21.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday night debauchery</title><content type='html'>went to see &lt;a href="http://www.titfuckmejesus.com"&gt;TFMJ&lt;/a&gt; last night with&lt;strong&gt; b &lt;/strong&gt;it was an awesome show! i hadn't seen &lt;strong&gt;mon chichi&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;the rock star &lt;/strong&gt;in a while so it was good to see them, and give them a chance to get to know &lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt; a little better too. &lt;a href="http://www.titfuckmejesus.com"&gt;TFMJ&lt;/a&gt; only played one set, but they packed enough energy into it that the crowd didn't seem to care. The lead singer is hilarious mostly b/c she screams out some seriously harsh lyrics during the songs, and then says 'thank you' in this tiny girlie voice afterwards.&lt;strong&gt; b&lt;/strong&gt; was crackin up most of the night and it was cool to see him having fun even though he was out of his element. we told &lt;strong&gt;rock star &lt;/strong&gt;that the band should tour japan b/c they love punk music over there, but that they should change their name to silly round eyes. i demanded royalties though b/c that's &lt;strong&gt;b's &lt;/strong&gt;nick name for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109456115589124649?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109456115589124649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=109456115589124649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109456115589124649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109456115589124649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/sunday-night-debauchery.html' title='sunday night debauchery'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-109422255473259781</id><published>2004-09-03T10:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T10:46:38.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a state of gardens</title><content type='html'>well in my infinite state of boredom at work i decided to google two movies that i want to see,&lt;a href="http://www.foxsearchlight.com/huckabees/"&gt; i heart huckabees&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www2.foxsearchlight.com/gardenstate/"&gt;garden state&lt;/a&gt;. in my travels i stumbled across &lt;a href="http://www2.foxsearchlight.com/gardenstate/blog/index.html"&gt;zach braff's blog &lt;/a&gt;well it wasn't so much a stumble as i cliked on the link that said 'zach braff blog'. this is quite possibly the funniest stuff i have read in a good long while. i knew the man was funny (watch &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Scrubs/index.html"&gt;scrubs&lt;/a&gt; to see what i mean) but i had no idea he was this funny, not to mention rather intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109422255473259781?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109422255473259781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=109422255473259781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109422255473259781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109422255473259781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2004/09/state-of-gardens.html' title='a state of gardens'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-109302764529758464</id><published>2004-08-20T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T14:47:25.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my youth is dwindling</title><content type='html'>i'm officially getting old, i found my first grey hair this morning. well the first one on my head anyways. i suppose i should take heart though because as &lt;strong&gt;trouble&lt;/strong&gt; put it, his fall out before they turn grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high-ho silver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109302764529758464?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109302764529758464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=109302764529758464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109302764529758464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109302764529758464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-youth-is-dwindling.html' title='my youth is dwindling'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-109284585882404514</id><published>2004-08-18T12:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T12:19:49.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lord of the fishes</title><content type='html'>ok this is officially bizzaro-week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently &lt;strong&gt;trouble's&lt;/strong&gt; fish just had babies, but here's the weird part... it's been alone for about 2 mos, and it's previous companion was a gold fish (which it is not). trouble is now convinced that it is an immaculate conception and that they are jesus fish, here to bring salvation to the aquatic kingdom! i told &lt;strong&gt;l-r switch&lt;/strong&gt; and she brought up a very good question.... if &lt;strong&gt;trouble&lt;/strong&gt; has jesus fish, does that make him god???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're screwed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109284585882404514?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109284585882404514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=109284585882404514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109284585882404514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109284585882404514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2004/08/lord-of-fishes_109284585882404514.html' title='lord of the fishes'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-109283834451416762</id><published>2004-08-18T09:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T10:12:24.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>adventures on public transit</title><content type='html'>my morning commute is usually pretty uneventful, unless you count my occasional stop at &lt;a href="http://www.starbucks.com"&gt;starbucks&lt;/a&gt;. this morning's trip started like any other, i got on the #4 and headed downtown. two stops away from my transfer point a woman got on the bus and said something to the driver, he hopped off, and then ran back on and yelled out "EVERYONE OFF THE BUS! NOW!" that's when we noticed the smoke. i really must congratulate the driver on instilling a sense of calm during the evacuation of the bus (insert sarcasm here). once off the bus and a safe distance away i looked back and saw flames shooting out of the rear wheel well. now here's the really hysterical part... this is the second time that has happened to me this year! the &lt;a href="http://www.londontransit.ca/"&gt;LTC&lt;/a&gt; is so ghetto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109283834451416762?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109283834451416762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=109283834451416762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109283834451416762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109283834451416762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2004/08/adventures-on-public-transit.html' title='adventures on public transit'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-109274955468988395</id><published>2004-08-17T09:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T14:05:31.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wish i could.... wear tights and prance around</title><content type='html'>so i did something completely out of character last night, i went to see &lt;a href="http://raw.wwe.com"&gt;WWE Raw&lt;/a&gt; live at the &lt;a href="http://www.johnlabattcentre.com"&gt;John Labatt Centre&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;my best friend&lt;/strong&gt; got tickets through work b/c they wanted her to go and promote product in between matches, and so we found ourselves in a whole different world.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of the things i saw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. man exposing ass-crack&lt;br /&gt;2. woman wearing t-shirt that said 'my reality cheque bounced'&lt;br /&gt;3. 13 yr old boy wearing a hat that said 'i only date crack whores'&lt;br /&gt;4. a couple holding up a sign during the matches that said '8:16 our first wedding anniversary'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but despite my fish out of water syndrome i did have a good time, it was actually quite funny, and they really do put on a show ie, pyrotechnics, giant video screen etc... i ended up leaving at 10pm and missing the last hour because i was really tired and had to be up at 6:30 am for work today, luckily there were some other ppl from &lt;strong&gt;crazy latvian's &lt;/strong&gt;work there so i wasn't leaving her all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home to a voice mail from &lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt; so i gave him a quick call to let him know how it went and then went off to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109274955468988395?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109274955468988395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=109274955468988395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109274955468988395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/109274955468988395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2004/08/wish-i-could-wear-tights-and-prance.html' title='wish i could.... wear tights and prance around'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-109172721504932443</id><published>2004-08-05T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T13:22:41.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>more mysterious than the caramilk secret</title><content type='html'>last night at the mall i decided it was time to get a new bra, or five. given that i have lost 26 pounds since i last went bra shopping i figured i should get measured first. so rather than have a strange department store denizen do it for me i figured i'd ask how one measured oneself for bra size, go home and measure and return another day. according to her method of measuring from the nipple to the base i am a C cup, this perplexes me as i currently wear a B cup, and it's.... well lets just say i'm not exactly 'busting' out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, thanks to the internet i have been trying to find an accurate method of measurement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Victoria's secret (they know what they're doing right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Band Size:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Using a soft tape-measure, measure around the ribcage directly under the bust. The tape should rest on the lower band of your bra. Be sure the tape is snug, smooth across the back and level with the front. Add 5 to this measurement to obtain your band size. For example, if your ribcage measurement is 29" + (5) = 34" band size. If the resulting band size is an odd number like 33", you can usually go to the next even band size (34"), but you may also want to try the next lower band size (32").&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's a 31 for me plus 5 = 36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cup Size&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Measure completely around the bust at the fullest point, holding the tape measure straight but not tight. The difference between this measurement and your BAND size is your cup size. Each inch of difference is equal to one cup size. For example, if your band size is 34" and your bust measurement is 35", you wear an "A" cup.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's a 35 minus 36 wait a minute.... -1 ?! how can i have negative boobs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to the next method&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/2pdgr"&gt;afraidtoask.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;excellent i just plug in my numbers and out comes.... 36C ?! again currently in a 34B that has a little extra living space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.fittingtips.com"&gt;http://www.fittingtips.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="takingProperMeasurements"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taking the Proper Measurements&lt;br /&gt;To determine your bra size you will need to take three measurements.&lt;br /&gt;Put on the best fitting bra you own. If necessary pin the straps up to bring the breasts to the correct level. The diagrams to not show a bra so you can see exactly where to take the measurements&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Under Bust . Hold the tape snugly, but not tight and take the circumference under the bust. Add either 4" or 5" to this measurement to make it an even number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under Bust Measurement&lt;br /&gt;Plus 4" if Upper Bust is an even number&lt;br /&gt;Plus 5" if Upper Bust is an odd number&lt;br /&gt;36 = Band Size&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2: Upper Bust. Measure the circumference above the bust under the arms. 34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: Full Bust. Measure the full bust circumference. Do not let the tape droop in back. You may need help to take this measurement correctly. 35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determine the difference between Measurement 2, the upper bust, and Measurement 3, the full bust.&lt;br /&gt;3: Full Bust: 35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Upper Bust: 34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difference: 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chart determines the cup size using the difference between the Full Bust Measurement and the Upper Bust Measurement.&lt;br /&gt;Difference Equals Cup Size Less than 1 inch AA, 1"A, 2"B, 3"C, 4"D &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ok so according to this i'm an A36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109172721504932443?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-109293891005572667</id><published>2004-07-30T14:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T14:08:30.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i am just a squirrel tryin to get a.... golf ball?</title><content type='html'>yet annother reason to love the globe and mail: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/6xdtw"&gt;bushy bandits having a ball&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109293891005572667?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109293891005572667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-109094222984258519</id><published>2004-07-27T10:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T11:30:29.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fettered to this city</title><content type='html'>so the other day my boss came into my cube and told me that they are thinking of reclassifying my job, which would significantly increase my annual salary. aaarrggghh! why is it that every time i'm ready to move to toronto, something comes along that makes it more difficult?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-109094222984258519?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/109094222984258519/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7281933.post-108769265423477760</id><published>2004-06-19T20:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T20:50:54.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>song woo</title><content type='html'>bub rubb taken to a whole new level &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/howheels/rubpics/Woo%202.mp3 "&gt;http://homepage.mac.com/howheels/rubpics/Woo%202.mp3 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-108769265423477760?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/108769265423477760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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sausages came dancing round the room....</title><content type='html'>ok so the wurst site brought back memories of a song i learned in public school, i managed to find the lyrics (oh internet how do i love thee, let me count the ways 01010011110111000000100011100) anyhow here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a fat old Dutch man, his name was Gunderback&lt;br /&gt;He like to eat his sausages with sauerkraut and fat&lt;br /&gt;He openened up a sausage store the finest ever seen&lt;br /&gt;He named it and patentened it the Gunderback machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Gunderback oh Gunderback how could you be so mean&lt;br /&gt;To ever have invented such a horrible machine&lt;br /&gt;Oh pussy cats and long tailed rats are never more to be seen&lt;br /&gt;Their all ground up to sausage meat in Gunderbacks machine&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a little Dutch boy came walking in the shop&lt;br /&gt;He ordered up some sausages and half a case of pop&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for his order he whistled up a tune&lt;br /&gt;And all the little sausages came dancing 'round the room &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well late one night it happened, the machine it would not go&lt;br /&gt;So Gunderback he crawled inside the reason for to know&lt;br /&gt;His wife while having a nightmare was walking in her sleep&lt;br /&gt;She gave the crank a heck of a yank and Gunderback was meat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7281933-108749879035211743?l=misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/108749879035211743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7281933&amp;postID=108749879035211743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/108749879035211743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7281933/posts/default/108749879035211743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresofergogirl.blogspot.com/2004/06/and-all-little-sausages-came-dancing.html' title='and all the little sausages came dancing round the room....'/><author><name>ergo_girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06789031928957322803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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