<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325</id><updated>2008-08-21T03:04:22.192-04:00</updated><title type='text'>celadine.net</title><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.celadine.net/atom.xml'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1511</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-2452678817145605421</id><published>2008-07-31T02:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T02:31:23.914-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just went from ridiculous to harassment.</title><summary type='text'>Alright,  you know, I'm all for expressing your opinions, and free speech, and free thought and all that. I don't even mind a little flaming on my own site, because, hey, if you want to be immature about it, fine! I have enough faith in my readers that I think they can see trolls for what they are.

Here is what's not cool though: internet stalking and harassment. So, posting addresses* (even if </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/07/just-went-from-ridiculous-to-harassment.html' title='Just went from ridiculous to harassment.'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=2452678817145605421' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/2452678817145605421'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/2452678817145605421'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-6602748100766288668</id><published>2008-07-25T17:45:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T02:44:51.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, now it's getting ridiculous.</title><summary type='text'>I like to think I've been pretty good about responding to trolls/flamebait on my blog without overreacting, but this last, most recent comment that arrive in my inbox this afternoon is really, really going to an extreme.
   Anonymous  said...It must be hard not to think about the baby that you've aborted.  Or maybe not. 4:04 PMIt's not so much the content of the comment that bothers me so much, </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/07/okay-now-its-getting-ridiculous.html' title='Okay, now it&apos;s getting ridiculous.'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=6602748100766288668' title='80 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/6602748100766288668'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/6602748100766288668'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-7047728357333275324</id><published>2008-07-04T20:54:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T21:16:57.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't think I'm psychotic or anything. Do you?</title><summary type='text'>I don't know why he's so mean to me.

I take that back. Normally I think he's the best boyfriend in the world, but he does these things that are REALLY annoying - like grabbing an inch of chub off my belly and going "chubba wub! chubba wub!" and saying things about how small my boobs are.

I can put up with a little teasing, but honestly, how many girlfriends are going to put up with that over </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/07/i-dont-think-im-psychotic-or-anything.html' title='I don&apos;t think I&apos;m psychotic or anything. Do you?'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=7047728357333275324' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/7047728357333275324'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/7047728357333275324'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-413722643703899052</id><published>2008-06-26T23:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T23:40:37.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I haven't sold a car in nearly two weeks. This market sucks.

In other news, the cute Acura tech* across the street and I struck up a conversation. (Actually, he's not really that cute, but he looks pretty good from a distance... not so much up close. Needs a shave.) But he's got this adorable Afrikaans accent - he's from South Africa. He tapped on my window and waved hi to me as he was passing </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/06/i-havent-sold-car-in-nearly-two-weeks.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=413722643703899052' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/413722643703899052'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/413722643703899052'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-4633031810915249300</id><published>2008-06-25T02:17:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T10:50:41.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i can has cat?!</title><summary type='text'>I've been so stupidly busy, I didn't even have a chance to get on here and talk about my new pet:





Story goes, he actually belonged to my manager at work. My manager didn't really have the time or room for the cat anymore, and I offered to take him in, because otherwise he would've gone to the pound. His name is Captain Jack (... Princess Elizabeth Baby Pickle Ketchup... as named by my boss's</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/06/i-can-has-cat.html' title='i can has cat?!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=4633031810915249300' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/4633031810915249300'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/4633031810915249300'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-629790037758696125</id><published>2008-06-16T23:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T00:02:57.375-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maybe I'm just tired of makeup these days, but I haven't been on ABB in like... 4 weeks. I just skimmed through it real quickly, and I wasn't even interested enough in any of the entries to read after the jump. I suspect I'm not the only one, because commenting has gone WAY down on there too. Maybe it's because everyone is off writing on their own blogs? I really need to catch up on reading blogs</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/06/maybe-im-just-tired-of-makeup-these.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=629790037758696125' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/629790037758696125'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/629790037758696125'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-2902611262937242145</id><published>2008-06-12T23:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T23:45:15.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't remember the last time I checked Icanhascheezburger.com</title><summary type='text'>So ridiculously busy these days - I barely get on the internets anymore.

Well, I guess that's good. I think I'm starting discover what having a life is. That is, if life consists mostly of working. (9-9 on some days, 1-9 on others, and still yet 9-5 or sometimes 9-7:30.) And yes, I work weekends. It sucks, but it seems like most cars are sold on weekends. Did I mention I'm up to 6 cars in 3 </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/06/i-cant-remember-last-time-i-checked.html' title='I can&apos;t remember the last time I checked Icanhascheezburger.com'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=2902611262937242145' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/2902611262937242145'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/2902611262937242145'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-7641732418293020956</id><published>2008-06-09T09:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T09:26:27.434-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime - NKOTB!</title><summary type='text'>Dude, I remember being like four years old and liking New Kids On The Block. I heard this song on the radio and all of a sudden I'm transported back to the early 90s, when I was short, chubby, and wore pigtails. Those were good times.

Aside from the nostalgia, this also brings to mind the inevitability of aging. It kinda squicks me out how they all look like thirtysomething IT/tech support </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/06/summertime-nkotb.html' title='Summertime - NKOTB!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=7641732418293020956' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/7641732418293020956'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/7641732418293020956'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-4842816673561051210</id><published>2008-06-07T19:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T19:34:18.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Same feeling as being Top Girl at the club...</title><summary type='text'>I sold three cars today. Scratch that, the dealership as a whole sold a total of three cars today.

Selling three cars in one day is referred to as "a hat trick" in the industry parlance. Not to mention, today we were running a spiff (cash bonus incentive on every car sold - $150 for the first car sold, $100 for the second, $75 on the third, $50 on the fourth and fifth) and I netted a total of $(</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/06/same-feeling-as-being-top-girl-at-club.html' title='Same feeling as being Top Girl at the club...'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=4842816673561051210' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/4842816673561051210'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/4842816673561051210'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-4227444191268299970</id><published>2008-06-04T00:47:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T01:38:47.938-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A glass of red wine and cannoli.</title><summary type='text'>My birthday was freaking amazing!

Yes, we went to that Italian restaurant, same as last year. Yes, it was expensive. (In fact, the bill this year was higher than last year. He wouldn't let me see the bill, but I've got a pretty good idea based on what he tipped... let's just say the tip alone was equal to one of our usual meals before tip at a typical chain restaurant. Yeah.) And yes, I got </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/06/glass-of-red-wine-and-cannoli.html' title='A glass of red wine and cannoli.'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=4227444191268299970' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/4227444191268299970'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/4227444191268299970'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-7966395602967661033</id><published>2008-06-01T19:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T01:03:41.209-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow is my birthday and I will be 22. Yay!

I originally asked for tomorrow off, but my boss promised to bring me a cake. So, looks like I'm working after all. Doubt I will be productive. In other news: I sold another car! I'm told that selling two cars so soon after starting is pretty good, and that I will grow up to be a great salesperson.

Denis and I are going to the same place we went </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/06/tomorrow-is-my-birthday-and-i-will-be.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=7966395602967661033' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/7966395602967661033'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/7966395602967661033'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-4127789130379664098</id><published>2008-05-28T01:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:00:35.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonder Girls - So Hot MV (english subbed)</title><summary type='text'>This is totally not my style, but I'm digging it because LOOK! One of the lead singers has a monolid!

I think that's friggin awesome. I always hear about how Koreans are obsessed with cosmetic surgery and how everyone gets double eyelid surgery... it's great to see a pop star with a monolid. People need to quit being so down on their monolids.

Also, my inner gay man thinks that the leopard </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/05/wonder-girls-so-hot-mv-english-subbed.html' title='Wonder Girls - So Hot MV (english subbed)'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=4127789130379664098' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/4127789130379664098'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/4127789130379664098'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-2562787028086982277</id><published>2008-05-27T00:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T00:28:57.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I sold a car today.

...yeah, I know. What? It was a 2008 FWD Nissan Rogue SL in Gotham Grey with a Black interior and premium package. My first sale! Yay. 

I had a godawful time with the sale - the guy brought his friend in with him, who proceeded to insult me the entire time, even though I explained that I was new to the job and didn't have all my product information memorized quite yet. (He </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/05/i-sold-car-today.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=2562787028086982277' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/2562787028086982277'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/2562787028086982277'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-9019562436133167718</id><published>2008-05-19T12:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T16:56:18.287-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I had a good weekend.</title><summary type='text'>We didn't really do anything special,  but I really enjoy just being with him. I guess I'm easy to please.

On the drive up there, we saw a sign for a place called "Cowtown," next to a "Cowton Western Apparel Mart." Note that this is in New Jersey. We stopped out of curiosity and discovered... a flea market! And a bunch of cows. We browsed and he bought a $3 BB gun, and tried some yam fries. (</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/05/i-had-good-weekend.html' title='I had a good weekend.'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=9019562436133167718' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/9019562436133167718'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/9019562436133167718'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-691878584263023590</id><published>2008-05-16T23:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T00:02:20.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation, all I ever wanted...</title><summary type='text'>I'm going to Atlantic City for the weekend with the boyfriend &lt;3

I'm amazed my parents barely raised any objections over the fact that I'm going to be alone with my boyfriend *gasp*... overnight!

Then again, they're probably not that dumb. I'm sure they know what I'm doing every Wednesday and Sunday when I go out with him for 6-8 hours. Har.

Too bad it's going to be too cold to wear a bikini </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/05/vacation-all-i-ever-wanted.html' title='Vacation, all I ever wanted...'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=691878584263023590' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/691878584263023590'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/691878584263023590'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-4509632339405700265</id><published>2008-05-15T23:53:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:41:17.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Grades</title><summary type='text'>...came out earlier today.
CourseFinalGradeAttemptedEarnedGPA HoursQuality Points
PRIN OF ECONOMICS I A 3.0003.0003.00012.00
INTRO TO CREAT WRIT POETRY - HON A 3.0003.0003.00012.00
 INTRODUCTION TO LINGUISTICS A 3.0003.0003.00012.00
CALCULUS II C 4.0004.0004.0008.00
GENERAL PHYSICS I F 3.0000.0003.0000.00


Email to my physics teacher:

Hi Dr. Williams,

I thought I was doing pretty well in your </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/05/final-grades.html' title='Final Grades'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=4509632339405700265' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/4509632339405700265'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/4509632339405700265'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-8926371694170873719</id><published>2008-05-14T22:38:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T18:10:12.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HALP. I want to be a sexy secretary.</title><summary type='text'>I start a new job on Monday. Unfortunately, I have no fashion sense, and therefore, no idea of what I should wear. Help me out ladies - especially you, Fei. You know fashion much better than I do.

I went to Macy's today to try to find something, mostly because I have a giftcard. Nothing really appealed to me, but I did buy a pair of shoes: 



Dad: "You spent $70 on those?"
Me: "They were on </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/05/halp.html' title='HALP. I want to be a sexy secretary.'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=8926371694170873719' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/8926371694170873719'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/8926371694170873719'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-2427433711412496672</id><published>2008-05-12T15:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T15:35:28.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Score, times two!</title><summary type='text'>From my English/Poetry professor:

"I enjoyed all of your writing--you  have an A for the semester."

From my Linguistics professor:

May:

Don't know if you got my reply from Sunday, so here it is again.
(Message says I replied, but it's not in sent mail.)

Yup, you got A- on Test#2 and a final average of 90.20--good for an A.
Congrats, but don't get too complacent: about five people beat you.
</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/05/score-times-two.html' title='Score, times two!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=2427433711412496672' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/2427433711412496672'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/2427433711412496672'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-2613079819076862655</id><published>2008-05-12T02:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T02:27:43.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>signs that i've been studying too much for my calc final:</title><summary type='text'>(2:15:45 AM) Denis: i love you
(2:15:56 AM) May: i love you too
(2:15:59 AM) May: i'm pretty tired though
(2:16:03 AM) May: i think i'm going to get some sleep
(2:16:21 AM) Denis: ill still love you you wake up
(2:17:57 AM) May: will you really?
(2:18:30 AM) Denis: and every time after
(2:19:46 AM) May: EVERY time after?
(2:20:06 AM) Denis:: yes
(2:20:27 AM) May: from like, now until eternity?
(2</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/05/signs-that-ive-been-studying-too-much.html' title='signs that i&apos;ve been studying too much for my calc final:'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=2613079819076862655' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/2613079819076862655'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/2613079819076862655'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-7414566655692960083</id><published>2008-05-11T15:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T15:31:27.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet!</title><summary type='text'>I just checked my final grades for Econ - got an A.

I thought I was gonna get a B (my midterm exam grades were 92, 80, and ? respectively - skipped the last two classes so I never found out my exam grade for that last one) but I guess I did well on the final and on the econ analysis paper. That, and the rest of the class was probably so discouraged by the professor's 3 hour long lectures that he</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/05/sweet.html' title='Sweet!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=7414566655692960083' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/7414566655692960083'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/7414566655692960083'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-6432967974539968132</id><published>2008-05-10T00:26:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T00:49:35.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>he's so random!</title><summary type='text'>Denis and I were supposed to spend some time together today to go see Speed Racer, but I wasn't up for it since I pulled an all-nighter last night to finish up my projects/assignments for Poetry class. I ended up sleeping all day from about 1PM to 8PM, and I was going to ask him to come over to help me study for my Calc exam on Monday, but he was busy. So we promised to see each other tomorrow </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/05/hes-so-random.html' title='he&apos;s so random!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=6432967974539968132' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/6432967974539968132'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/6432967974539968132'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-3655212342394980704</id><published>2008-05-06T21:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:14:15.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I did too much work for my economic analysis. Apparently we were supposed to make it 5 pages or less - preferably less - but I bullshitted my way through an entire 5 pages. Plus a works cited sheet and a spreadsheet of statistics. Whoops. Apparently all the Professor wanted was for us to fill out a sheet with some statistics, instead of writing a dissertation on the economic indicators of obscure</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/05/i-did-too-much-work-for-my-economic.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=3655212342394980704' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/3655212342394980704'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/3655212342394980704'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-4835632914542349452</id><published>2008-05-06T13:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T13:53:09.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's beauty and school related tip:</title><summary type='text'>When I am out of white-out to correct that ONE typo'd word on my economic analysis/term paper, I use white nail polish.

Ghetto but effective.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/05/when-i-am-out-of-white-out-to-correct.html' title='Today&apos;s beauty and school related tip:'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=4835632914542349452' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/4835632914542349452'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/4835632914542349452'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-3475246157249164069</id><published>2008-05-05T00:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T00:00:09.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Loop (Mm ma ma)</title><summary type='text'>I find this so ridiculously catchy, it's hard NOT to love. I'm totally digging those dance moves too.

I think it's just my soft spot for Eastern Europeans. If he seems familiar, this guy is from the wonderful group that brought you Dragostea Din Tei aka, "that Numa Numa song." 

In other news today, I had a great date with the boyfriend today. We saw Iron Man! Full of suitably satisfying </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/05/crazy-loop-mm-ma-ma.html' title='Crazy Loop (Mm ma ma)'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=3475246157249164069' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/3475246157249164069'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/3475246157249164069'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017325.post-7356808248900321012</id><published>2008-05-01T13:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T13:03:22.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAHAHA.

Finally I finished my paper. I'm going to take a sleep. I have the class at 5.

... I don't remember the last time I've been up so long.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.celadine.net/2008/05/hahaha.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3017325&amp;postID=7356808248900321012' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/7356808248900321012'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3017325/posts/default/7356808248900321012'/><author><name>Russian Fortune Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10436630587857809451</uri><email>pamplemousse@celadine.net</email></author></entry></feed>