<?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-5544171209842925607</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:27:32.214-07:00</updated><category term='Life'/><category term='PR'/><category term='movies'/><category term='Life with Bryan'/><category term='Music'/><title type='text'>Scurvy Says</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544171209842925607.post-6308810816738018401</id><published>2008-12-31T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T14:44:09.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster BTZ</title><content type='html'>I made BTZ a monster hoodie for Christmas so that he would look like his doppleganger &lt;a href="http://roflcon.org/2008/12/09/bre-pettis-is-going-to-tell-you-about-rapid-prototyping/"&gt;Bre Pettis&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Which one is BTZ?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgG3wtYZino/SVv1gTqXRwI/AAAAAAAAACE/9YB85l8UdqE/s1600-h/MonsterBre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgG3wtYZino/SVv1gTqXRwI/AAAAAAAAACE/9YB85l8UdqE/s320/MonsterBre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286088523031987970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/kate/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgG3wtYZino/SVv1XAqUHpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/R6ubY4SM-mo/s1600-h/monsterBTZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgG3wtYZino/SVv1XAqUHpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/R6ubY4SM-mo/s320/monsterBTZ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286088363312684690" 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/5544171209842925607-6308810816738018401?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/6308810816738018401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=6308810816738018401' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/6308810816738018401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/6308810816738018401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2008/12/monster-btz.html' title='Monster BTZ'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgG3wtYZino/SVv1gTqXRwI/AAAAAAAAACE/9YB85l8UdqE/s72-c/MonsterBre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544171209842925607.post-721703188690873567</id><published>2008-07-02T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:59:12.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life with Bryan'/><title type='text'>Heathkit</title><content type='html'>For a while now I have wanted a Heathkit amp.  I am no audiophile but I like how the tubs light up and how they look in general.&lt;br /&gt;I came home today and found that BTZ had restored (with the help of some guy named Earl) this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgG3wtYZino/SGxSqldgpXI/AAAAAAAAABU/-BbqItnp30s/s1600-h/IMG_7013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgG3wtYZino/SGxSqldgpXI/AAAAAAAAABU/-BbqItnp30s/s320/IMG_7013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218636959779431794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is official he is the best boyfriend ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-721703188690873567?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/721703188690873567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=721703188690873567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/721703188690873567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/721703188690873567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2008/07/heathkit.html' title='Heathkit'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgG3wtYZino/SGxSqldgpXI/AAAAAAAAABU/-BbqItnp30s/s72-c/IMG_7013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544171209842925607.post-2658511594584863443</id><published>2008-06-08T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:48:16.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Do The Test</title><content type='html'>If you have 2 minutes do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dothetest.co.uk"&gt;http://www.dothetest.co.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may blow your mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-2658511594584863443?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/2658511594584863443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=2658511594584863443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/2658511594584863443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/2658511594584863443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2008/06/do-test.html' title='Do The Test'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-8663916512099039228</id><published>2008-05-14T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T18:26:12.543-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>The Best of Youth</title><content type='html'>I saw the movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0346336/"&gt;The Best of Youth&lt;/a&gt; over a year ago and I still think about it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I know a movie is good if I am thinking about it the next day.  But a movie is great if you are thinking about it over a year later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2114315/"&gt;The Best of Youth&lt;/a&gt; is a six hour movie and it is in Italian which might make some people think "hell I am not going to watch a six hour movie in Italian."  But I have major movie ADD,  I normally spend part of the time in the movie theater trying to figure out how much more of the movie is left, and I did not do this in The Best of Youth.  We did watch it over two nights but still three hours each night is a lot.   Also I would watch all six hours again.&lt;br /&gt;The movie itself is about two brother in Italy in the late 60s.  It follows them through the 70s and 80s.  I won't tell you more about it just that you should watch it.&lt;br /&gt;It is one of the best movies I have ever seen and it is so worth six hours of your time.&lt;br /&gt;I have a good song from the movie that I will upload to my next muxtape.&lt;br /&gt;What movies do you still think about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-8663916512099039228?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/8663916512099039228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=8663916512099039228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/8663916512099039228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/8663916512099039228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2008/05/best-of-youth.html' title='The Best of Youth'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-5524131735033900677</id><published>2008-05-06T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T16:26:56.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Muxtape #2</title><content type='html'>I just updated my &lt;a href="katekelsey.muxtape.com"&gt;muxtape&lt;/a&gt;.  This is actually a mix CD I made for my friend Amy sometime last year.  The CD had 19 songs on it but you can only have 12 songs on a muxtape so I cut some of the songs.  Also, the song "I found a love" is supposed to be by Wilson Pickett but I did not have that song in MP3 form so I used the Ryan Shaw version of the song.   If you get a chance check out the Wilson Pickett version of the song since it is really great.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the track list:&lt;br /&gt;1.  I Found a Love - Ryan Shaw&lt;br /&gt;2.  Johnny Appleseed - Joe Strummer &amp;amp; The...&lt;br /&gt;3.  Our Hell - Emily Haines &amp;amp; The Soft Skeleton&lt;br /&gt;4.  Going Missing - Maximo Park&lt;br /&gt;5.  If Looks Could Kill - Camera Obscura&lt;br /&gt;6.  Think Long - Mates of States&lt;br /&gt;7.  The Underdog - Spoon&lt;br /&gt;8.  Australia - The Shins&lt;br /&gt;15.  Anthems for A 17 Year Old Girl-BSS&lt;br /&gt;16.  Song for Myla Goldberg - The Decemberists&lt;br /&gt;17.  Plasticities - Andrew Bird&lt;br /&gt;18.  A Bottle of Buckie - Ted Leo &amp;amp; The Pharmacists&lt;br /&gt;19.  Back in Your Head - Tegan and Sara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-5524131735033900677?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/5524131735033900677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=5524131735033900677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/5524131735033900677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/5524131735033900677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2008/05/muxtape-2.html' title='Muxtape #2'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-6497862213981598010</id><published>2008-04-21T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:32:03.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Love is a Muxtape?</title><content type='html'>I love  mixtapes.  I like the idea of sharing music with others and discovering what other people are listening to and how they put what they are listening to together in a mixtape. I was going to get all existential about how a song becomes more than a song on a mixtape but I won't.  You can read the great book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is A Mixtape&lt;/span&gt; by Rob Scheffield for that.  What I am getting at is that I was so happy when I head about the website &lt;a href="http://www.muxtape.com/"&gt;muxtape.com&lt;/a&gt; because it lets you make mixtapes on the web and share them with everyone.  I made a &lt;a href="http://katekelsey.muxtape.com/"&gt;muxtape&lt;/a&gt; and so did my friends &lt;a href="http://tow.muxtape.com/"&gt;tow&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://superg.muxtape.com/"&gt;superg&lt;/a&gt;.  I have decided I will change my muxtape up every few weeks (maybe every week if I feel inspired). I will post the track lists here.&lt;br /&gt;Have you made a muxtape?&lt;br /&gt;I thought this &lt;a href="http://catbird.muxtape.com/"&gt;muxtape&lt;/a&gt; was funny.&lt;br /&gt;*********UPDATE****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://b2thez.muxtape.com/"&gt;Bryan&lt;/a&gt; just made a muxtape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is my track list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="banner"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; position: static; height: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: -109px 0px 0px; visibility: visible;" class="drawer"&gt;   &lt;div class="drawer_contents"&gt;    &lt;h3&gt;Users with muxtapes who favorited this one:&lt;/h3&gt;    &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li class="featured" style="background: rgb(37, 170, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;       &lt;a href="http://tow.muxtape.com/"&gt;tow&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="featured" style="background: rgb(37, 170, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;       &lt;a href="http://superg.muxtape.com/"&gt;superg&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="drawer_handle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!--[if IE]&gt; &lt;div style="visibility: hidden; line-height: 0;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;ul style="visibility: visible;" class="songs"&gt;&lt;li class="song" id="song6614407704d4cc78ac14525c59e6c1ef"&gt;    &lt;div class="name"&gt;     The Faces - Ooh La La   &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="info"&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="buy"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katekelsey.muxtape.com/amazon/21247df6a6e36561c763b1f1ef7984bdb5124/6614407704d4cc78ac14525c59e6c1ef" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="song hover" id="song6a52cbd54847f40c54a7890a0f9eb5fe"&gt;    &lt;div class="name"&gt;     MGMT - Kids   &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="info"&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="buy"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katekelsey.muxtape.com/amazon/21247df6a6e36561c763b1f1ef7984bdb5124/6a52cbd54847f40c54a7890a0f9eb5fe" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="song" id="song5dd250289df52df3087b1ae2771b462e"&gt;    &lt;div class="name"&gt;     The Ting Tings - Great DJ   &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="info"&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="buy"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katekelsey.muxtape.com/amazon/21247df6a6e36561c763b1f1ef7984bdb5124/5dd250289df52df3087b1ae2771b462e" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="song" id="song3ea4c57785dbcf58fea71edc72a0c35a"&gt;    &lt;div class="name"&gt;     Flight of the Conchords - Business Time   &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="info"&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="buy"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katekelsey.muxtape.com/amazon/21247df6a6e36561c763b1f1ef7984bdb5124/3ea4c57785dbcf58fea71edc72a0c35a" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="song" id="songc093391e9d0d219c37dd92ea386dd51f"&gt;    &lt;div class="name"&gt;     Dengue Fever - Tiger Phone Card   &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="info"&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="buy"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katekelsey.muxtape.com/amazon/21247df6a6e36561c763b1f1ef7984bdb5124/c093391e9d0d219c37dd92ea386dd51f" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="song" id="song61e1326bd46916e45626ab8e5b09ff73"&gt;    &lt;div class="name"&gt;     The Raveonettes - Dead Sound   &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="info"&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="buy"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katekelsey.muxtape.com/amazon/21247df6a6e36561c763b1f1ef7984bdb5124/61e1326bd46916e45626ab8e5b09ff73" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="song" id="song1b5a601e6b036ba4c0578c274ad2f704"&gt;    &lt;div class="name"&gt;     Cat Power - The Greatest   &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="info"&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="buy"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katekelsey.muxtape.com/amazon/21247df6a6e36561c763b1f1ef7984bdb5124/1b5a601e6b036ba4c0578c274ad2f704" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="song" id="song055bb2d37610b2c265a129dda06a0fca"&gt;    &lt;div class="name"&gt;     The Cars - You Might Think   &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="info"&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="buy"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katekelsey.muxtape.com/amazon/21247df6a6e36561c763b1f1ef7984bdb5124/055bb2d37610b2c265a129dda06a0fca" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="song" id="song498ba86c959669fdfb2525fa0332bf25"&gt;    &lt;div class="name"&gt;     The Beach Boys - God Only Knows   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-6497862213981598010?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/6497862213981598010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=6497862213981598010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/6497862213981598010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/6497862213981598010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-is-muxtape.html' title='Love is a Muxtape?'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-2934240761085665361</id><published>2008-02-25T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T20:36:28.516-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Notes on the bus</title><content type='html'>It has stopped raining which is nice because now I get to ride my bike to school.  All last week it rained and I had to take the bus everyday.  I don't mind taking the bus here in Oakland/Berkeley because a lot of people take it and the bus also allows for some fun and not so fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;experiences&lt;/span&gt;.  I thought I would write about a few.&lt;br /&gt;The bad:&lt;br /&gt;Last week I got on a bus that smelled really bad, like someone had peed all over the bus, but I think it was really just one smelly guy.  After my 20 minute bus ride I was glad to get some fresh air but the bus I caught home turned out to be the same bus and the same guy was still on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;The good:&lt;br /&gt;I overheard 2 preteen girls talking about Project Runway.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fortunately,&lt;/span&gt; I had just seen the episode they were talking about and I agreed that Ricky's outfit was horrible.  Also one girl did a perfect impression of Jillian.&lt;br /&gt;The awesome:&lt;br /&gt;2 teen boys were talking about smoking weed on the bus and one turns to the other and says "here is what you do you order a pizza to be delivered then you smoke and then right when you get the munchies a dude shows up at your house with pizza." On a bus full of Cal students who think they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;geniuses&lt;/span&gt; this kid is the true &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;genius&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-2934240761085665361?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/2934240761085665361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=2934240761085665361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/2934240761085665361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/2934240761085665361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2008/02/notes-on-bus.html' title='Notes on the bus'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-4877005632717106382</id><published>2008-01-13T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T16:42:06.899-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>How do you know that?</title><content type='html'>Overheard while waiting in line for the bathroom at a family friendly (no alcohol allowed) showing of Kooza by Cirque du Soleil.&lt;br /&gt;30ish woman #1: So do you know Matt*?&lt;br /&gt;30ish woman #2: Yeah he is a nice guy.  Sexually he is into tying up and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;#1: How do you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love San Francisco!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-4877005632717106382?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/4877005632717106382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=4877005632717106382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/4877005632717106382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/4877005632717106382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-do-you-know-that.html' title='How do you know that?'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-6813570373130225368</id><published>2007-12-06T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T16:05:04.577-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Oh Finals</title><content type='html'>So I should be working on my finals but I keep watching this &lt;a href="http://www.youngbabyrecords.com/"&gt;video.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V_Y_-1mAKLk"&gt;Jason Schwartzman&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-6813570373130225368?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/6813570373130225368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=6813570373130225368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/6813570373130225368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/6813570373130225368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-finals.html' title='Oh Finals'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-6451564970068970759</id><published>2007-12-05T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:17:40.813-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life with Bryan'/><title type='text'>Make a circuit with me</title><content type='html'>Bryan just played this song and it made my day.&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I think if Bryan wrote me a love song it would be something like this.&lt;br /&gt;Check out the video I could not find the MP3 anywhere online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GA4foTap-WQ"&gt;The Polecats-Make a Circuit With Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-6451564970068970759?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/6451564970068970759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=6451564970068970759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/6451564970068970759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/6451564970068970759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/12/make-circuit-with-me.html' title='Make a circuit with me'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-3453781723081489705</id><published>2007-11-28T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T17:46:28.199-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>This Must Be The Place</title><content type='html'>When I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Puerto&lt;/span&gt; Rico I remember feeling like I woke up one day and I could speak Spanish.  There was no learning involved just one night I went to bed not speaking and the next day I understood everything.  I know this is not how it worked but it is funny how you reach points in your life where things change so quickly you wake up say to yourself "Oh right I get it".&lt;br /&gt;This week has been like that for me.   After months of struggling with all the changes that have happened in the last few months, tonight while riding home on my bike I have an "oh right I get it" moment.  It is not like one thing changed today but for some reason I now feel like I made the right choice for me moving up here and going back to school.  Somethings have changed: I now use the word "odds ratio" more than I used to and I think I get what it means,  I have friends (or at least people I talk to in class),  I feel like my apartment is home now (even if it is 32 degrees), and I look forward to my bike ride when I wake up in the morning.  It feels good to feel this way let me tell you. &lt;br /&gt;The title of this post is a Talking Heads- &lt;a href="http://keithpaugh.com/media/thismustbetheplace.mp3"&gt;This Must Be The Place &lt;/a&gt;I love this song and listening to it makes me smile and bob my head I don't know why.  Listen to the song and see if you feel the same way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-3453781723081489705?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/3453781723081489705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=3453781723081489705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/3453781723081489705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/3453781723081489705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-must-be-place.html' title='This Must Be The Place'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-8581680334041273830</id><published>2007-11-06T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T17:01:39.989-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life with Bryan'/><title type='text'>Blimpin'</title><content type='html'>Last Friday night Bryan and I were walking down Grand Ave when we saw a blimp up in air:&lt;br /&gt;Bryan: Check out the blimp&lt;br /&gt;Me: What do you think it is doing?&lt;br /&gt;Bryan: Blimpin' &lt;span&gt;(then he starts singing) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Big blimpin' On B.L.A.P.'s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So today is 8 years since Bryan and I went on our first date* and this exchange above shows why the last 8 years have been so much fun. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hey BTZ if I put it on my blog does it mean I am right about the date?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-8581680334041273830?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/8581680334041273830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=8581680334041273830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/8581680334041273830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/8581680334041273830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/11/blimpin.html' title='Blimpin&apos;'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-4293029802805723020</id><published>2007-10-17T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T17:00:39.600-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life with Bryan'/><title type='text'>Saving The World</title><content type='html'>7:10 Yesterday Morning&lt;br /&gt;Bryan: You know what I have been thinking?&lt;br /&gt;Me: What? ( a little shocked that he is actually talking)&lt;br /&gt;Bryan: In Ghost Busters, why would anyone be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;obsessed&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sigourney&lt;/span&gt; Weaver?  She is not that hot.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well yeah but why would anyone like Bill Murray he is not that hot either?&lt;br /&gt;Bryan: She did not like him until he f-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; saved the world!&lt;br /&gt;Touche&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-4293029802805723020?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/4293029802805723020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=4293029802805723020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/4293029802805723020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/4293029802805723020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/10/saving-world.html' title='Saving The World'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-8547149168282771852</id><published>2007-08-23T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T15:57:37.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Never Played</title><content type='html'>In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;iTunes&lt;/span&gt; I have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt; for songs with zero play counts.  Right now this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt; has 1387 songs in it.  It is a smart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt; so once I listen to a song it is removed from the list.  For the past few days I have been trying to only listen to this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt;.  I think it is going to take a long time before I have listened to all these songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-8547149168282771852?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/8547149168282771852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=8547149168282771852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/8547149168282771852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/8547149168282771852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/08/never-played.html' title='Never Played'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-4489909090135733426</id><published>2007-08-21T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T15:53:42.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Post</title><content type='html'>So I realize I have not posted in a long time and that is because the last few month have been full of lots of personal changes and in general I think personal blog posts are boring.  I am also of the belief that it is better to be evil than boring when it comes down to it.  Just call someone in my family boring and you will notice that all of the sudden you are having a string of insults fired at you.  Anyway I am going to do a boring post now so you do not have to read if you don't want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the reason for all the changes is because I have decided to get my MPH in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Epidemiology&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bio statistics&lt;/span&gt; at Berkeley. Because of this the fallowing had to happen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan had to find a job in SF&lt;br /&gt;Bryan had to quit his job in SC&lt;br /&gt;We had to move out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ledyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and Em had to find a new place to live&lt;br /&gt;Bryan and I had to move in with my parents for a month and a half&lt;br /&gt;Bryan and I had to find a place to live in the Bay Area and move there&lt;br /&gt;I had to quit my job&lt;br /&gt;I had to find a way to pay for school&lt;br /&gt;I had to find a job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were more changes but I can't think of them right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day at Berkeley.  It is actually welcome week classes do not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; start until next Monday.  Bryan and I now live off of &lt;a href="http://sfgate.com/traveler/guide/eastbay/neighborhoods/grand.shtml"&gt;Grand Ave in Oakland.&lt;/a&gt;  I have decided to sell my car and ride my bike to school.    My daily ride takes me up a pretty gnarly hill but it is still really fun.  It takes about 40 minutes to get to school and 30 minutes to get home.  I am hoping I will get faster and cut down on the time.  I also had to buy a new bike.  I wanted something light that would not get stolen so I got an old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fuji&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;touring&lt;/span&gt; bike. After telling one girl about my ride to school she said "wow you are hard core"  I was kind of taken aback by that,  I wanted to say "that is the nicest thing a stranger has ever said to me" but I did not want to freak her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent this morning listening to all the great work the school does and different resources they have for students.  I felt like they took 2 hours to do something that could have been done in a few minutes.  The only interesting part was when one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;professor&lt;/span&gt; gave a presentation on her work on Dengue.  After that we met with our program and everyone started to size &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; up.  People wanted to know what sort of undergrad work others had done.  I decided not to engage in this and remained quiet, I hate forced socialization.  At lunch the sizing up continued so I went to get my school ID with a girl I had met.  While waiting in line for the ID (45 minutes) there was a guy preaching about how Jesus saves and the penis is not meant for the anus, some students got upset and started to engage with him (my guess is they were new to Berkeley)  the cops came and said there was nothing they could do because of the free speech rules of the campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then had to meet with my &lt;a href="http://sph.berkeley.edu/faculty/abrams.html"&gt;advisor&lt;/a&gt; this meeting was to give her an idea of what I am interested in and for her to direct me to places on campus that can help.  She met with me and one other student.  True to form I stumped her.  I told her I wanted to work on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Psychology&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;epidemiology&lt;/span&gt;, she was like I have no idea and went on to talk to the other student about infectious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;deceases&lt;/span&gt;.  I then had to explain to her what I wanted to do.  I want to look at grief as a risk factor.  For a long time I have been interested in infectious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;deceases&lt;/span&gt; but I figure after working in grief so long and also the fact that not much has been done in that area maybe I could do some good research.  Anyway finally she got the idea and I was good to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how boring that was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-4489909090135733426?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/4489909090135733426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=4489909090135733426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/4489909090135733426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/4489909090135733426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/08/boring-post.html' title='Boring Post'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-603328290678024519</id><published>2007-05-09T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T21:55:32.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Song of The Week 10 and 11</title><content type='html'>I know I missed the song of the week last week.  I don't really have an excuse other than I have been kick boxing a lot and it has been difficult to find time at night to post because after kick boxing I can barely lift my head up.&lt;br /&gt;So this week I bring you two songs to make up for last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first song is &lt;a href="http://filexoom.com/files/2007/2/1/56673/02%20And%20I%20Was%20A%20Boy%20From%20School.mp3"&gt;Hot Chip - And I Was A Boy From School&lt;/a&gt;.  I picked this song because I heard it on Veronica Mars last week.  Can I just say that if you are not watching Veronica Mars you should be.  As Em said last night "This is how TV should be, every line is funny"   it reminds me of how Gilmore Girls used to be when it started you have to really pay attention to catch everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second song is Feist's  version of &lt;a href="http://www.mp3.quickbeforeitmelts.com/BeeHivesLoversSpit.mp3"&gt;Broken Social Scene's - Lovers Spit&lt;/a&gt;.  I heard it in the movie Half Nelson this weekend and since (if you could not tell already) I am currently obsessed with Feist I just had to go out and find this song.  It can be found on the EP Bee Hives by Broken Social Scene.  You can find more info on the blog &lt;a href="http://qbim.blogspot.com/2007/05/half-nelson-broken-social-scene.html"&gt;Quick Before It Melts &lt;/a&gt;where I found this MP3.  Also Half Nelson is a great movie.  Have you seen it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-603328290678024519?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/603328290678024519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=603328290678024519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/603328290678024519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/603328290678024519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/05/song-of-week-10-and-11.html' title='Song of The Week 10 and 11'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-6373849637666237850</id><published>2007-05-09T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T21:34:10.363-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PR'/><title type='text'>Original</title><content type='html'>So the original reason I started this blog was to write out letters I received while I was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Puerto&lt;/span&gt; Rico.  I guess I kind of got caught up in the song of the week thing.  I thought I would type out another letter because right now I am just sitting around trying to let my leg recover from a contusion I got while trying to kick my co worker during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Khmer&lt;/span&gt; Boxing.&lt;br /&gt;So here is another letter for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey Katie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How are you? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thanx&lt;/span&gt; for calling, I just wish I had more to say. I'm sorry I haven't written.  I have no excuse I'm just a lazy bum.  That's what I feel like these days lying around , no job, no school, a bum.  When are you coming back? I miss you so much! You should be in no hurry to come home.  Santa Cruz Sucks!  It's so boring here, only depressing things happening.  There are so many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sleazy&lt;/span&gt; men in Santa Cruz. They're everywhere.  It's even worse than before. Well, I'm excited about getting a job and going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cabrillo&lt;/span&gt; "C is for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cabrillo&lt;/span&gt; and that's good enough for me!" Ha Ha! I so many plans for my future that I'm over whelmed.  Everyone is doing good here.  I'm still worried about H and B.  But I hope she will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wisen&lt;/span&gt; up soon. R seems happy with J.  A and A are a cute little couple. I think that A1 is in a sense rebound and A2 is an experience.  That's okay though, they're happy right now.  How about you Kate, how's the dating scene. I am jealous of you, you're away from Santa Cruz surrounded by new people, free from your parents and all this on a beautiful island! Live it up baby! Have fun while you can, we'll all still be here when you get back.  We're the unfortunate ones without you around. I wish I had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;walkman&lt;/span&gt; so no matter where I am I can listen to music and be happy.  The sky is so beautiful right now.  The stars have been so bright and powerful lately.  I know I'm getting random here but it fits the letter since I'm writing to Random Girl!  Once again I apologize for it being so long since I've written.  I'm so bad with this stuff.  Okay I'll go now and write you again another day, I promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss you-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I envy you-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A few notes about this letter.  Until I just read it I did not realize my friends were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;jealous&lt;/span&gt; of my trip.  While I was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Puerto&lt;/span&gt; Rico I viewed it as something I just had to do like going to second grade is something you just have to do even if you don't want to.  Also how cool is it that she wanted a walkman to listen to music all the time.  Now that I have an I Pod I forgot what it is like to not have music all the time.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-6373849637666237850?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/6373849637666237850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=6373849637666237850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/6373849637666237850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/6373849637666237850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/05/original.html' title='Original'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-2398173448325288437</id><published>2007-04-26T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T18:18:24.309-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Song of The Week 9</title><content type='html'>This week I have a true song of the week.  On Saturday I got the Patrick Wolf album the Magic Position, it will actually be released in the US on May 1st but it was leaked way back in January and it has been out in the UK for a while.  Ever since I heard the album I have to listen to the title track at least 3 times a day.  Yesterday I listened to the song and then I thought that is so good I have to listen to it again. &lt;br /&gt;Check it out for yourself let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;Also what have you been listening to lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.canyouseethesunset.com/music/244_patrick_wolf_the_magic_position.mp3"&gt;Patrick Wolf - The Magic Position&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-2398173448325288437?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/2398173448325288437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=2398173448325288437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/2398173448325288437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/2398173448325288437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/04/song-of-week-9.html' title='Song of The Week 9'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-2968501312966028514</id><published>2007-04-19T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T18:10:57.308-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Song of The Week 8</title><content type='html'>So I am really late with the song of the week.  And that is because until yesterday I really did not have one.  I did not listen to much new music this week because I have been really busy kickboxing four days a week.&lt;br /&gt;This weeks song is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mp3.quickbeforeitmelts.com/1234.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Feist&lt;/span&gt; - One Two Three Four&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I really like the video for this song.  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p8Z-DIAthbM"&gt;Check it &lt;/a&gt;out and tell me if you don't think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Feist&lt;/span&gt; is an indie rock &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vixen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-2968501312966028514?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/2968501312966028514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=2968501312966028514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/2968501312966028514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/2968501312966028514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/04/song-of-week-8.html' title='Song of The Week 8'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-4558732218473444642</id><published>2007-04-11T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T22:56:43.858-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Song of The Week 7</title><content type='html'>The song of the week is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2006/8/5/156051/Im%20From%20Barcelona%20-%20Treehouse.mp3"&gt;I'm From Barcelona - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Treehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I have been singing this song a lot.&lt;br /&gt;The best part was one day I was singing it and Bryan started to sing along, now if we could only get 648 people to join in with us we would have as many people as our in this band.  Just kidding, I don't know how many people are in the band but it is a lot.  I do know they are not from Barcelona.  I hope none of my friends from Norway hate me because this band is actually from Sweden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-4558732218473444642?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/4558732218473444642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=4558732218473444642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/4558732218473444642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/4558732218473444642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/04/song-of-week-7.html' title='Song of The Week 7'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-2319183041629445485</id><published>2007-04-05T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T22:09:34.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running</title><content type='html'>So I am starting to really like running.  It used to be something I really had to make myself do but now I actually kind of enjoy it.  Part of why I enjoy it is that it is when I listen to a lot of music.  Listening to music and running can be tricky because you do not want to listen to anything too fast and wind up halfway into your run and realize you have been sprinting to keep up with the music and are too tired to keep going.  But if it is too slow you end up legging.  I also am more likely to stop when I am trying to find the perfect song.  Today while I was on my run I tried something new I listened to LCD &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Soundsystem&lt;/span&gt;- 45:48.  It was made by LCD &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Soundsystem&lt;/span&gt; for Apple and their whole Nike run campaign.  Anyway it was pretty good although after working out every day this week my legs were sore and tired and so I did not make it the whole 45:48 but the part I did listen to was perfect.  It picked up the pass just around the 10 minute mark right when I need it to.  I look forward to running to it the whole way through this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;What do you listen to when you work out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-2319183041629445485?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/2319183041629445485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=2319183041629445485' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/2319183041629445485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/2319183041629445485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/04/running.html' title='Running'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-2131299166846155620</id><published>2007-04-04T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T21:00:23.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Song of The Week 6</title><content type='html'>In case you did not notice now you can listen to the song of the week by clicking on it.&lt;br /&gt;This weeks song of the week is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://barsukmusic.blaireau.net/MatesOfState_ThinkLong.mp3"&gt;Mates Of State - Think Long &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been listening to a lot of Mates Of State as of late.  I think it is because they are quirky and are married which for some reason I think is cool.   I really like quirky things  what about you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;describes&lt;/span&gt; their music like this:&lt;br /&gt;"Mates of State's songs are notable for their male/female vocal &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harmony" title="Harmony"&gt;harmony&lt;/a&gt;, shifting &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rhythm" title="Rhythm"&gt;rhythms&lt;/a&gt;, and quirky song structure - most tracks comprise distinct, almost disjointed movements. Both members sing with great intensity, often in the upper ranges of their voices, and often sing different (yet complementary) melodies simultaneously. Tempos are nearly always fast, with beats often resembling those found in electronic club or dance music."&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I like the boy girl sound of their music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the song Think Long because lets face it I have been thinking long about stuff these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do listen to the song make sure you listen to the second half because that is when it gets really good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-2131299166846155620?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/2131299166846155620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=2131299166846155620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/2131299166846155620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/2131299166846155620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/04/song-of-week-6.html' title='Song of The Week 6'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-7768640864800192634</id><published>2007-03-28T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T19:34:41.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Song of The Week 5</title><content type='html'>So this week I had two songs fighting it out for Song of The Week.  But the one that won is a song I have liked for a long time and came on the radio last night as I was leaving my parents house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gobpower.free.fr/old/Feist%20-%20Mushaboom%20-%20Maxi%20CD%20-%2001%20-%20Mushaboom.mp3"&gt;Feist- Mushaboom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't normally try to interpret what the song of the week is about but this song came on at the perfect moment and it struck me that the song is about being in your 20s.&lt;br /&gt;Here are part of the song lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Helping the kids out of their coats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh wait the babies haven't been born oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unpacking the bags and setting up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And planting lilacs and buttercups oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But in the meantime we've got it hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Second floor living without a yard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It may be years until the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My dreams will match up with my pay"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you could also say it is a song about wanting to live in the country but I think it is about the in between time I feel like I am in. Not grown up but not kid anymore either.  This song came on right after I had just said goodbye to my brother who moved to Hawaii today to start his first REAL job and maybe have his dreams match up with his pay. How is that for being grown up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-7768640864800192634?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/7768640864800192634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=7768640864800192634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/7768640864800192634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/7768640864800192634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/03/song-of-week-5.html' title='Song of The Week 5'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-5083328861472548016</id><published>2007-03-28T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T22:16:15.256-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PR'/><title type='text'>Watch List</title><content type='html'>This weekend I was on my way to an ultimate tournament with the high school team I am helping out.  The mom who drove asked me all these questions about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Puerto&lt;/span&gt; Rico and then I remembered that is what this blog is supposed be about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not my taste for sad indie rock&lt;/span&gt;.  So I am still going through the letters and I will post more as soon as I get them in some sort of order.  But before I do that I thought I would give you an idea of why I was an exchange student since this mom who was driving me to the ultimate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tourney&lt;/span&gt; asked me that and most people want to know.  I think the best way to explain why is to say that my family is big on exchange students.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the kids who have lived in my parents house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Michiko&lt;/span&gt;- Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Noelia&lt;/span&gt;- Argentina&lt;br /&gt;Jackie- Italy&lt;br /&gt;Vicky- Argentina&lt;br /&gt;Louise- Canada&lt;br /&gt;Ricky- Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Geovanni&lt;/span&gt;- Italy&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Henrik- Greenland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those are just the ones I remember and not counting cousins from France who would come to visit.  If the FBI knew about this list they might put my parents on some sort of watch list. &lt;br /&gt;Also both my brothers have been exchange students.&lt;br /&gt;You know how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;alcoholism&lt;/span&gt; runs in families in my family it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;exchangism&lt;/span&gt; so I had no choice I had to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Puerto&lt;/span&gt; Rico.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and my parents rock for letting all these kids come live at our house.  I can't wait till I grow up so I can be a host parent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-5083328861472548016?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/5083328861472548016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=5083328861472548016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/5083328861472548016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/5083328861472548016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/03/watch-list.html' title='Watch List'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-7219012045593836448</id><published>2007-03-21T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T23:20:21.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of The Week 4</title><content type='html'>So I just finished reading Bee Season by Myla Goldberg.&lt;br /&gt;And all I have to say it is a good book and you should read it.  It only took me a few days to read it and my median time for Hop On Pop is 45 minutes so you should be able to finish it all quick like.  One other thing I do have to say about the book is it includes kleptomaniacs, hari krishnas and the kabbalah.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this is not book of the week it is song of the week. And song of the week is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thelineofbestfit.com/downloads/The%20Decemberists_Boston/disc2/02%20-%20Myla%20Goldberg.mp3"&gt;Song For Myla Goldberg- The Decemberists&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan hates that I like this song because all I can sing from it is "unique new york, unique new york"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-7219012045593836448?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/7219012045593836448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=7219012045593836448' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/7219012045593836448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/7219012045593836448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/03/song-of-week-4.html' title='Song of The Week 4'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-5429732620767843707</id><published>2007-03-14T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T19:58:44.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Song of The Week 3</title><content type='html'>So I know I am a little late with this one.  It has been a crazy few days: baby &lt;a href="http://randombits.typepad.com/"&gt;Leila&lt;/a&gt; was born, Bryan got the flu and I went up to Berkeley to check out their MPH Program.  Anyway that does not mean I do not have song of the week.  While I was running yesterday trying not to think about everything that was going on and just enjoy how funny looking people generally have funny looking dogs (yes I know what Lola looks like) anyway I was listening to The Gossip so this weeks song is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.killrockstars.com/bands/thegossip/audio/SITWOC.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gossip- Standing In The Way of Control&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because who does not like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;feminist&lt;/span&gt; rock and roll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-5429732620767843707?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/5429732620767843707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=5429732620767843707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/5429732620767843707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/5429732620767843707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/03/song-of-week-3.html' title='Song of The Week 3'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-8983359292908068128</id><published>2007-03-07T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T20:36:04.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stage Fright</title><content type='html'>I have a problem peeing in public bathrooms.  My friend Amy calls this condition "stage fright", if I know someone is in the bathroom I can't use it.  This probably all started when I went to kindergarten and I did not want to go to the bathroom so I learned how to hold it until I got home.  When I was in Berkeley I would talk with friends about the best bathrooms in the library for people who suffer from stage fright.  Anyway, I thought of this yesterday because where I work has bathrooms with stalls, I generally try to time it so no one will be in there, well while I was washing my hands my co worker came in and she went in the stall and farted.  Then I had to see her all day knowing I heard her fart,  this is why businesses should never have bathrooms with stalls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-8983359292908068128?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/8983359292908068128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=8983359292908068128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/8983359292908068128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/8983359292908068128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/03/stage-fright.html' title='Stage Fright'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-5906272916519515750</id><published>2007-03-05T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T23:26:19.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Song of The Week 2</title><content type='html'>I have only had the CD for 3 hours but I can tell this weeks song is going to be &lt;a href="http://www.prettyhate.net/music/the%20arcade%20fire%20-%20neon%20bible/02%20keep%20the%20car%20running.mp3"&gt;The Arcade Fire's Keep the Car Running.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-5906272916519515750?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/5906272916519515750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=5906272916519515750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/5906272916519515750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/5906272916519515750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/03/song-of-week-2.html' title='Song of The Week 2'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-4900829877670435873</id><published>2007-02-27T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T17:55:34.149-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>The Best Band In The World Right Now</title><content type='html'>I am just in love with the Arcade Fire right now.&lt;br /&gt;Try listening to their song Wake Up while hanging half way off your bed and see if it does not make you cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-4900829877670435873?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/4900829877670435873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=4900829877670435873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/4900829877670435873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/4900829877670435873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/02/best-band-in-world-right-now.html' title='The Best Band In The World Right Now'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-39447410823136014</id><published>2007-02-26T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T23:30:05.211-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Song of the week</title><content type='html'>I have a problem.  When I like a song I listen to it to much and then I don't like it anymore.  So I have to limit myself to listening to songs I like only once or twice a day.  This week that song is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whokilledthemixtape.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/12/01-emily_haines_and_the_soft_skeleton-our_hell.mp3"&gt;Emily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haines&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; The Soft Skeleton's- Our Hell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want listen to it right now but I already listened to it today so I guess I will just go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your song of the week?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-39447410823136014?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/39447410823136014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/39447410823136014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/02/song-of-week.html' title='Song of the week'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544171209842925607.post-5863434484218559694</id><published>2007-02-24T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T16:17:05.344-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PR'/><title type='text'>Letter 1</title><content type='html'>Dear Katie,&lt;br /&gt;Hola. (The extent of my spanish vocabulary).  So, how's P.R.? And where's that postcard you promised, huh?  Well, I understand, you're probably pretty busy. And so am I, but I just happened to get motivated today (Sunday) so it's 4:30 and I already finished my homework. It's so nice to have a public school amount of homework - only 1 1/2 hrs.  Well, I turned 16 last Wednesday (finally) not that it means anything. But I finished driver's ed, so I think I might actually take my licence test in a couple of weeks. Not that I have a car or anything, but at least I'll be able to borrow my mom's and have a little more freedom. Ow! My hand hurts. too much writing.  So now I'm using my left hand.  I'll forgive you if you cant read this.  My history class is boring this year- no kirbistas to spice it up. Well, enough of that it takes me so long to write with my left hand that my right hand had a chance to rest.  Well, I guess that is all.&lt;br /&gt;Please write back!&lt;br /&gt;TC&lt;br /&gt;p.s. here's my dorky school picture for you! Lucky duck!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-5863434484218559694?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/5863434484218559694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=5863434484218559694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/5863434484218559694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/5863434484218559694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/02/letter-1.html' title='Letter 1'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-9107824444881600036</id><published>2007-02-07T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T16:17:29.143-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>On the lookout</title><content type='html'>I am always looking for good new music.  Music that makes me feel good or bad or both.  I just got home to find a few CDs I ordered had arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloc Party -  A Weekend In The City&lt;br /&gt;I really liked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bloc Party's - Silent Alarm&lt;/span&gt; it was fun to run to because it had strong drums and it made me feel happy even though the lyrics were sometimes the opposite.  I am still trying to decide it lyrics or music are more important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other CD I got was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loney, Dear - Loney, Noir&lt;br /&gt;I don't know much about this one I just heard one song on a website and thought it was good so I thought I would check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let you know about these two CDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you find new music (friends, the web, NPR)?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-9107824444881600036?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/9107824444881600036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=9107824444881600036' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/9107824444881600036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/9107824444881600036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-lookout.html' title='On the lookout'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-7904764970271577181</id><published>2007-01-25T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T21:23:18.980-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PR'/><title type='text'>Answer All These Questions</title><content type='html'>So at some point during my stay in PR I wrote a letter to my neighbor and friend D.  But the letter never got to him because I addressed it like this:  D  &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Scotts&lt;/span&gt; Valley CA 95066.  No street address, I guess I thought it is such a small town they would find him.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the letter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear D,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was so happy to get your letter, thank you vary much.  So how is your life going? I am doing good.  I am just &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;prity&lt;/span&gt; much going to school and sleeping.  School is really &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eazy&lt;/span&gt; her, there is no homework and if a teacher does not come there is no class.  I have not been surfing yet I hear it is &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pritty&lt;/span&gt; nice there in California.  I hope that when I get back we can go surfing together. N took my board other wise I would say you could barrow it.  But &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;itf&lt;/span&gt; you want anything of mine like C.D.s or whatever.  Just go to my house and tell my mom.  So write me back and answer all these questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Do you have a girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Do you have a job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Where are you going when you graduate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Did you or Do you  babysit for B?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love your friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Katie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. Write me back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-7904764970271577181?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/7904764970271577181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=7904764970271577181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/7904764970271577181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/7904764970271577181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/01/answer-all-these-questions.html' title='Answer All These Questions'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-8514270664179135317</id><published>2007-01-23T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T20:04:56.835-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PR'/><title type='text'>Cleanliness</title><content type='html'>A week before I left for Puerto Rico, AFS provided me with an orientation booklet.   It included this little bit of advice:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"As we are a tropical country you will sweat a lot; this will require you shower &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every day&lt;/span&gt;.  Use of: deodorant and antiperspirant &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every day&lt;/span&gt;, perfume &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every day&lt;/span&gt; and shaving under your arms and legs (only for girls) is not optional, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you will need it&lt;/span&gt;.  Changing your clothes and under wear &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every day&lt;/span&gt;, and not using the same set of clothes more than twice before washing it is necessary."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What I like about this is that you know someone complained that they had a stinky student.  I always thought personal hygiene was just general knowledge when it came to tropical locations but I guess not.  Puerto Rico was so hot and humid that I had to shower twice a day and changed clothes 3 or 4 times a day.   I feel sorry for the families who got the students who were rebellious and thought, "I don't need to shower today, I don't smell."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-8514270664179135317?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/8514270664179135317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=8514270664179135317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/8514270664179135317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/8514270664179135317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/01/cleanliness.html' title='Cleanliness'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</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-5544171209842925607.post-10164838181760472</id><published>2007-01-21T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T18:32:47.959-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PR'/><title type='text'>Why This</title><content type='html'>Ten years ago when I was fifteen I decided to spend a year abroad as an &lt;a href="http://www.afs.org/AFSI/"&gt;AFS&lt;/a&gt; exchange student.  I ended up in the small town of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moca%2C_Puerto_Rico"&gt;Moca&lt;/a&gt;, Puerto Rico.  Recently, I was cleaning out my old room at my parents house and I found the letters friends and family had sent me while I was abroad.   I decided to start this blog and type up the letters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544171209842925607-10164838181760472?l=scurvysays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/feeds/10164838181760472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544171209842925607&amp;postID=10164838181760472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/10164838181760472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544171209842925607/posts/default/10164838181760472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scurvysays.blogspot.com/2007/01/why-this.html' title='Why This'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10446523312052840112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
