<?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-5250584</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:28:30.750-08:00</updated><category term='cats'/><category term='HTPC'/><category term='Vegas'/><category term='CES'/><title type='text'>Oh, will you look at the blog...</title><subtitle type='html'>Random musings, diatribes, and all your silly questions answered. Brought to you by the Real Neena.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250584.post-181419422423234381</id><published>2008-11-20T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T13:28:50.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat on a Roomba!</title><summary type='text'>This is possibly my favorite YouTube video ever!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/181419422423234381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=181419422423234381&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/181419422423234381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/181419422423234381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2008/11/cat-riding-roomba.html' title='Cat on a Roomba!'/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-6616989955784642184</id><published>2008-06-29T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T21:58:32.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruelty-free cosmetics on the rise</title><summary type='text'>While I don't actually wear makeup often, I sure do like to buy it.  I like to browse the aisles of Sephora or even Longs to look at all the pretty colors. Part of what holds me back (in addition to wasted money) is that many of these companies test their products on animals.  I've felt limited to a few brands that I know are cruelty free because their packaging says so: Urban Decay and Smashbox.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6616989955784642184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=6616989955784642184&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/6616989955784642184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/6616989955784642184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2008/06/cruelty-free-cosmetics-more-choices.html' title='Cruelty-free cosmetics on the rise'/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-6592861568164674229</id><published>2008-06-15T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T19:04:45.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mac Mini Home Theatre Saga, Part II: Neena Strikes Back</title><summary type='text'>I've actually had the Mac Mini Home Theatre going pretty good for about a month now, but I haven't posted.  Here's a revisit of the gear:Mac Mini 1.83GHz Core 2 Duo, UPGRADED to 2GB RAM and 320GB hard drive (I did the upgrade myself for about $150)Acomdata Mini-Pal 500GB external driveApple Bluetooth keyboardMicrosoft Bluetooth mouse (it was half the price of the Apple one)Elgato EyeTV Hybrid </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6592861568164674229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=6592861568164674229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/6592861568164674229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/6592861568164674229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2008/06/mac-mini-home-theatre-saga-part-ii.html' title='The Mac Mini Home Theatre Saga, Part II: Neena Strikes Back'/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-8865821468370864907</id><published>2008-06-15T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T22:40:06.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yearning for Humanity: Vampire Mythos in Television</title><summary type='text'>Spoiler Alert: Before I begin this essay, if for some reason you have not seen the Angel episode "I Will Remember You" (1x08) or the Moonlight episode "Fated to Pretend" (1x13), please be aware that I give away the endings to both.  Go watch and then come back.I recently got into the TV show Moonlight, which was unfortunately cancelled by CBS last month.  Having previously been a fan of Angel, it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/8865821468370864907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=8865821468370864907&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/8865821468370864907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/8865821468370864907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2008/06/yearning-for-humanity-vampire-mythos-in.html' title='Yearning for Humanity: Vampire Mythos in Television'/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-3399627382176909318</id><published>2008-05-02T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:29:00.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every 33 years...</title><summary type='text'>It's round two of the Stanley Cup Playoffs. The Sharks lost the first three games in their series against Dallas. In game four, the Sharks face elimination, but pulled off a 2-1 victory to prevent a Dallas sweep.Game 5: Sharks are down 0-2 going into the third period. Finally, they get one past Marty Turco. Then another. Regulation ends, and we go to overtime.  This is the third overtime in five </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/3399627382176909318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=3399627382176909318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/3399627382176909318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/3399627382176909318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2008/05/every-33-years.html' title='Every 33 years...'/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VPV7JiEjoNU/SBv4APwBhJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2RKZFbiOFds/s72-c/believe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250584.post-950239421097381896</id><published>2008-04-29T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:37:04.099-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HTPC'/><title type='text'>The Mac Mini Home Theatre Saga, Part I: The Search for HD</title><summary type='text'>My first Mac Mini HTPC attempt was half successful. But let's start at the beginning.Core setup:Mac Mini 1.83GHz Core 2 Duo, 1GB RAM, MacOS 10.5 (Leopard)Acomdata Mini-Pal 500GB external driveQuasar 13" TV/VCR as monitor (can you smell the upgrade coming?)Apple Bluetooth keyboardMicrosoft Bluetooth mouse (it was half the price of the Apple one)What I purchased:Terk HDTVA powered indoor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/950239421097381896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=950239421097381896&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/950239421097381896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/950239421097381896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2008/04/mac-mini-home-theatre-saga-part-i.html' title='The Mac Mini Home Theatre Saga, Part I: The Search for HD'/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-6579345481251266907</id><published>2008-04-24T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:31:37.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rat sweater!</title><summary type='text'>Is it wrong to blog about a blog? Someone sent me this link, and it's just too cute...a teeny tiny sweater knitted for a pet rat.http://community.livejournal.com/knitting/500242.html</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6579345481251266907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=6579345481251266907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/6579345481251266907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/6579345481251266907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2008/04/rat-sweater.html' title='Rat sweater!'/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-5063334002231366028</id><published>2008-04-15T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:43:12.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><title type='text'>Keep your paws off my keyboard</title><summary type='text'>My cat loves to walk all over my keyboard. I'm not sure if it's because it's warm (the laptop seems to vent head through the keys) or if she just likes to be the center of attention. While I don't think it would actually work, here's a cute kitty in-box. It clamps on your desk and gives kitty a nice place to sit while you work. It's a nice idea, but I don't think it'll satisfy my cat's urge to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/5063334002231366028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=5063334002231366028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/5063334002231366028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/5063334002231366028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2008/04/keep-your-paws-off-my-keyboard.html' title='Keep your paws off my keyboard'/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-9016536272144005017</id><published>2008-04-14T19:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T19:24:00.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode 56: Return of the Blog</title><summary type='text'>Whew! It took me about 15 minutes of trying various username/password combinations to resurrect and reclaim my blog. And now here I am, ready to spout my various reviews and thoughts, because seriously, what self-respecting techie girl doesn't have a blog these days?Speaking of self-respecting girls (or women), I came thisclose to buying Cosmo today because it had the fabulous Kristen Bell on the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/9016536272144005017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=9016536272144005017&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/9016536272144005017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/9016536272144005017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2008/04/episode-56-return-of-blog.html' title='Episode 56: Return of the Blog'/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-114215078106581798</id><published>2006-03-12T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:59:29.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations! You're an asshole....</title><summary type='text'>Not you, personally, of course.  But you must check out these urban asshole notification cards from Glarkware. You can hand them out to people who double park, bring too many items to the express lane, talk too loudly on their cell phones, and so on. I love Glarkware for their cheeky humour (I have a Goth union: Individuality through conformity shirt from them). It's worth a browse.Also from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/114215078106581798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=114215078106581798&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/114215078106581798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/114215078106581798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2006/03/congratulations-youre-asshole.html' title='Congratulations! You&apos;re an asshole....'/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-114153938934646996</id><published>2006-03-04T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T22:17:18.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MySpace will be the death of us all....</title><summary type='text'>MySpace will be the death of us all....Okay, that was a rather melodramatic headline, but it got your attention. So Jenny said something to me today and again mentioned MySpace, which (while I know what it is) I haven't actually looked at before. I wanted to take a gander at Jenny's page, but I had to sign up first. So now I have a page at both MySpace and Friendster, which is redundant, if you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/114153938934646996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=114153938934646996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/114153938934646996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/114153938934646996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2006/03/myspace-will-be-death-of-us-all.html' title='MySpace will be the death of us all....'/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-114092741712463964</id><published>2006-02-25T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T20:18:41.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like Starbucks...almost</title><summary type='text'>Just like Starbucks...almostI've been on a quest to recreate Starbucks' peppermint hot chocolate. While billed as a Christmas beverage, it is available year-round, but why not make it at home? Here's my current recipe:8oz milk3 tablespoons Ghirardelli hot chocolate powder2.5 tablespoons Torani peppermint syrupwhipped cream and red sugar sprinkles (optional)Mix the milk, hot chocolate powder, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/114092741712463964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=114092741712463964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/114092741712463964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/114092741712463964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-like-starbucksalmost.html' title='Just like Starbucks...almost'/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-113852171630181182</id><published>2006-01-29T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T00:09:39.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read this!</title><summary type='text'>Read this!The Dog Blog: http://www.automatedredemption.com/flavorcountry/dogblog/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/113852171630181182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=113852171630181182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/113852171630181182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/113852171630181182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2006/01/read-this.html' title='Read this!'/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-113851000591504057</id><published>2006-01-28T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:44:35.032-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CES'/><title type='text'>Adventures in Vegas</title><summary type='text'>Well, this is waaay after the fact, but a couple weeks ago (January 6-8 to be precise), I was in Las Vegas for the Consumer Electronics Show (www.cesweb.org). It was my first time to Vegas, so of course I did the whole tourist thing.From Friday night...wandering around Vegas with one of my co-workers. Here's Bally's (duh) with the Paris Hilton's scale model of the Eiffel Tower in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/113851000591504057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=113851000591504057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/113851000591504057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/113851000591504057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2006/01/adventures-in-vegas.html' title='Adventures in Vegas'/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-113489130904590866</id><published>2005-12-17T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T00:09:18.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The consumer electronics blues</title><summary type='text'>The consumer electronics bluesChristmas is coming, so it's time to go cross-eyed from staring relentlessly at Amazon.com.....hoping for answers. Actually, buying for others wasn't bad, but I drove myself batty researching mp3 players. And today, after watching two-thirds of Superman II, my DVD player revealed its true nature as a piece of junk. I didn't expect much for $36, but the skipping kept </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/113489130904590866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=113489130904590866&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/113489130904590866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/113489130904590866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2005/12/consumer-electronics-blues.html' title='The consumer electronics blues'/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-111533322132081514</id><published>2005-05-05T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T15:48:41.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Test entry from a Treo 650</title><summary type='text'>Test entry from a Treo 650So I've decided to try this mobile blogging thing, but typing is a little slow for me with long nails. Admittedly, I can't type on laptops very well, either. Treo typing tips appreciated!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/111533322132081514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=111533322132081514&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/111533322132081514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/111533322132081514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2005/05/test-entry-from-treo-650.html' title='Test entry from a Treo 650'/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250584.post-111069604368890552</id><published>2005-03-12T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T22:50:02.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know you're from the Bay Area when....I found this list at http://www.blogthings.com/bay-area.html Here are some of my favorite excerpts:  You bought stock in Starbucks just for the free chocolate-covered coffee beans.  Almost all of the companies featured on your resume are no longer in business.You make $120,000 a year, yet still can't find a place to live.Your commute time is 45 minutes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/111069604368890552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=111069604368890552&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/111069604368890552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/111069604368890552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2005/03/you-know-youre-from-bay-area-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-110179275043824824</id><published>2004-11-29T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T21:36:15.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fun with FirefoxMy mom read about a new web browser in the San Jose Mercury News today. It's called Mozilla Firefox v. 1.0. The Mozilla people believe in open-source (meaning, sharing) as opposed to the evil empire otherwise known as Microsoft. Firefox is fun because you can customize six ways to Sunday (whatever that means). Oh, and it's free.My Firefox currently sports a theme called Red </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/110179275043824824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=110179275043824824&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/110179275043824824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/110179275043824824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2004/11/fun-with-firefox-my-mom-read-about-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-109954643727396577</id><published>2004-11-03T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T21:39:23.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whenever Jenny does these quizzes, I end up taking them too.....20 Questions to a Better RelationshipeXpressive: 7/10  Practical: 5/10  Physical: 3/10  Giver: 8/10   	You are a XPIG--Expressive Practical Intellectual Giver. This makes you a Catch.You are a magazine-cover, matinee idol dreamboat. Parents love you and want to set you up with their kids. However, first dates are tough </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/109954643727396577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=109954643727396577&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/109954643727396577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/109954643727396577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2004/11/whenever-jenny-does-these-quizzes-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-109651629117420802</id><published>2004-09-29T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T20:54:37.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today, I installed computer hardware for the first time in my life.I'd never even taken a computer apart before two weeks ago...thank you new job with lousy computers. Today, I got my new computer, but it only had one CD drive. The nice folks in IT said it was fine if I wanted to rip one of the CD drives out of my old computer. I got everything installed, turned it on and....nothing. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/109651629117420802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=109651629117420802&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/109651629117420802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/109651629117420802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2004/09/today-i-installed-computer-hardware.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-109218680563412604</id><published>2004-08-10T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T18:26:22.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quzzes...'cause they're funI AM 17% GEEK!I wanna be a geek. But I'm not. Why would I even want to be one. Do I think it's fun? I should try writting an online test application at 1 am in my underwearTake the GEEK test at Fuali.comI am sooooo less geeky than Jenny!  =)I AM 27% PUNK ROCK!Well, I may know what punk is, but... Okay maybe some people think I am punk, but is that enough? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/109218680563412604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=109218680563412604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/109218680563412604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/109218680563412604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2004/08/quzzes.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-108986477866692749</id><published>2004-07-14T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T21:25:51.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Please read Khristine's blog (or Xanga, or whatever you call it).  The girl is on a rampage through Europe, and it's hilarious.*        *        *So, I went to the library today and saw Michael Moore's Dude, Where's My Country?  I'm about three chapters in, and it is interesting.  Perhaps the funniest part so far is Moore's rundown of the "Coalition of the Willing" aka the countries who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/108986477866692749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=108986477866692749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/108986477866692749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/108986477866692749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2004/07/please-read-khristines-blog-or-xanga.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-108874323096935077</id><published>2004-07-01T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T21:52:48.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My friend Jenny did this.  I don't even watch "Sex in the City," but I figured, why the hell not.You Are Most Like Carrie!You're quirky, flirty, and every guy's perfect first date.But can the guy in question live up to your romantic ideal?It's tough for you to find the right match - you're more than a little picky.Never fear... You've got a great group of friends and a great closet of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/108874323096935077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=108874323096935077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/108874323096935077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/108874323096935077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-friend-jenny-did-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-108873938117968688</id><published>2004-07-01T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T20:46:54.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, is it July already?  Where does the time go?  So, what have I learned lately?1. There are no jobs out there if you're under the age of 35.  Nope.  None.  And it kinda sucks, since I've finally decided I can take my current retail servitude no more.  Everyone wants five to a million years experience.  I'm gonna laugh when in ten years there's no one left with experience.  Just us </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/108873938117968688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=108873938117968688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/108873938117968688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/108873938117968688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2004/07/hey-is-it-july-already-where-does-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-107687118322685526</id><published>2004-02-15T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T20:30:19.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, first post of the new year.  I saw Evanescence Friday night for the third time in 13 months.  It would have been three times in less than a year, but the concert was postponed from November to February.  It was my first time going to the San Jose State Event Center, and I'd just like to say their website lies!  It says the 7th Street Garage is free after 6pm on weekdays, so we got there at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/107687118322685526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=107687118322685526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/107687118322685526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/107687118322685526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2004/02/wow-first-post-of-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-107284144968681201</id><published>2003-12-30T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T19:32:20.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love this book....I went to the library the other day and picked up a book called Haircoloring in Plain English by Roxy Warren.  It answers just about every question about hair color that you'd ever ask...and then some.  It explains a lot of the chemistry and biology about how and why hair dye works.  I thought the book was fascinating and read it in one day.Of course, when Kirk saw me with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/107284144968681201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=107284144968681201&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/107284144968681201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/107284144968681201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-love-this-book.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-107215576001781647</id><published>2003-12-22T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T21:06:40.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It tastes just like Cherry Coke, only cheaper.I did lots of shopping today....I finished my Christmas shopping in an impressive hour and a half, then I went to the grocery store.  While I usually go to Save Mart, I stopped at Albertsons, 'cause it was on the way home.  I found some amazing things there.  Number one, off-brand cola.  The Albertsons brand cherry cola actually tastes like Cherry </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/107215576001781647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=107215576001781647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/107215576001781647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/107215576001781647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/12/it-tastes-just-like-cherry-coke-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-107197563801604135</id><published>2003-12-20T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T19:01:56.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Don't buy Best Buy giftcards!One of my friends bought me a giftcard for Best Buy for my birthday.  Stupid me forgot about it (and didn't have it in my wallet) when I bought the car stereo.  That's okay, I thought.  I need to replace my Dance Hall Crashers Live Record as it was stolen along with Kirk's car stereo.  (Theives with good taste.)  So, I logged on to bestbuy.com, where they had the CD</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/107197563801604135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=107197563801604135&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/107197563801604135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/107197563801604135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/12/dont-buy-best-buy-giftcards-one-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-107095042099828607</id><published>2003-12-08T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T22:18:08.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Downtown Snow, the revengeTwo weeks after the adventurous three decided against partaking of the San Jose Downtown Snow ritual (i.e. skating on ice that looks like it hasn't seen a Zamboni in a week), we decided to try again.  The weather was questionable, so I was smart and called the rink.  They said the ice was wet and thus they hadn't run the Zamboni...again.  No big this time, 'cause I had</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/107095042099828607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=107095042099828607&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/107095042099828607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/107095042099828607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/12/downtown-snow-revenge-two-weeks-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-106982319560442569</id><published>2003-11-25T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T21:07:20.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>San Jose's Downtown SnowSo, Bay Area people have perhaps heard of Downtown Ice, but Downtown Snow?!  Well, the plan on Sunday was to go ice skating downtown, since the Evanescence concert in SJ has been postponed.  So Jenny, Kirk, and I met at the rink, got our waivers to sign, and got out our money.  Well, then the lady at the register noticed my skates and said, "You might want to take a look</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/106982319560442569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=106982319560442569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/106982319560442569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/106982319560442569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/11/san-joses-downtown-snow-so-bay-area.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-106869793502455972</id><published>2003-11-12T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T21:20:42.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The not-so-great nail polish experiment: day 7.  It finally chipped today.  Sure it's three days short of Revlon's advertised 10 days (well, up to 10 days), but for me and nail polish, that's darned impressive.  So I went to Wal-Mart and bought another shade of it.What else?  I spent way too much money today.  I bought Skechers ($40) so I could have another pair of shoes to wear to work.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/106869793502455972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=106869793502455972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/106869793502455972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/106869793502455972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/11/not-so-great-nail-polish-experiment.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-106853394277428716</id><published>2003-11-10T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T23:02:21.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's just another manic Monday.  Well, not really.  I woke up this morning to the sound of a vaccuum at about 8:30 or 9, which is not much earlier than I usually get up (considering most days I don't work until 3 or 4 pm).  I tried shopping for jeans today, as somehow most of my pants are now too big.  I'd just like to say I hate the current style.  Super-low jeans are not for me, and they're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/106853394277428716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=106853394277428716&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/106853394277428716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/106853394277428716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/11/its-just-another-manic-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-106834606976192399</id><published>2003-11-08T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T18:48:59.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not to be all "miss product endorsement," but I am fascinated by Revlon Colorstay nail polish.  I was at the salon on Wednesday, waiting for a haircut, so I started flipping through a magazine.  They had a short blurb about this nail polish and how the formula is acrylic-based, similar to car paint.  Their tests had it last 12 days.  Well, that sounded worth a try, so off to Target I went.  For </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/106834606976192399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=106834606976192399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/106834606976192399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/106834606976192399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/11/not-to-be-all-miss-product-endorsement.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-106789584497072430</id><published>2003-11-03T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T22:02:09.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I had an interesting weekend...how about you?  Friday, it was finally Halloween, so I figured the madness at work would be over.  Nope.  Can you believe we still had a huge line of people buying last minute costumes until about 7pm?!  Get your act together people.  I rushed home after work to change costumes (from a Catholic schoolgirl look to a dominatrix-y outfit).  Kirk showed up with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/106789584497072430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=106789584497072430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/106789584497072430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/106789584497072430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/11/well-i-had-interesting-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-106645667837205367</id><published>2003-10-17T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T22:57:57.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Two weeks to Halloween; then the madnesss will be over.  Work is sooooo crazy this time of year.  Then again, it's never boring.  Apparently now the upper management has decided that having employees wear costumes is good for business.  At Sarah's behest, I donned the Snow White costume to go with her Cinderella outfit.  While I've never seen myself as Snow White, it was an okay ensemble.  (And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/106645667837205367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=106645667837205367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/106645667837205367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/106645667837205367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/10/two-weeks-to-halloween-then-madnesss.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-106618587557453003</id><published>2003-10-14T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:21:36.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Post removed for your safety&lt;!--So remember that redhead I told you I saw Adam with last week?  Well, Sou tells me she's his new girlfriend.  Yeah, now we know exactly why he was too busy for me.  Nice to know just how strong his undying love was, too.  Really, I don't care, but it's a bit of a blow to my ego to see how easily I was replaced.  Hell, it's the first time someone's left me for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/106618587557453003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=106618587557453003&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/106618587557453003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/106618587557453003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/10/so-remember-that-redhead-i-told-you-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-106567113674551674</id><published>2003-10-08T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:22:51.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You don't need to know&lt;!--Wow, I haven't updated in over four months.  That's impressive.  Now, I've noticed with my old paper diary that I tend to only make entries at the start and end of relationships.  I'm really bad about upkeep at any other time.So, out with the old, and in with the new.  I went to Seattle on August 23rd.  Saw the bf, Adam, the night before, and he swore up and down how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/106567113674551674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=106567113674551674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/106567113674551674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/106567113674551674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/10/wow-i-havent-updated-in-over-four.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-95106283</id><published>2003-05-30T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T19:59:03.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thursday Threesome (on Friday, just to keep you guessing)Onesome: Ain't- There's a lot of slang floating around out there. Some of it has even found its way into the dictionary. Is there any one word that you find more annoying than others? That you just wish would fall off the face of the planet, never to be heard again?I can't really think of one super-annoying term right now.  Of course, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/95106283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=95106283&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/95106283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/95106283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/05/thursday-threesome-on-friday-just-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-95104288</id><published>2003-05-30T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T19:45:57.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My goodness, I've gotten lazy.  I just haven't felt like writing of late, so now, let me update you.First of all, I can't go to Santa Barbara for Elysia's senior recital this weekend.  That really sucks, 'cause I know it's going to be a great recital.  But because one friend flaked and I didn't tell the other about the recital soon enough (and a whole bunch of other things) I can't go.  But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/95104288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=95104288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/95104288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/95104288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/05/my-goodness-ive-gotten-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-94515145</id><published>2003-05-17T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T23:07:41.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Best radio jingle ever..."Channel 104.9, the new music alternative, spending our nights killing the zombies that roam freely through Sunnyvale."  - KCNL Sunnyvale, CA  (Gotta love the Buffy reference.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/94515145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=94515145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/94515145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/94515145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/05/best-radio-jingle-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-93967416</id><published>2003-05-07T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-07T20:19:41.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's Wednesday, and thus time for....Things I need to share with you from yesterday's radio show:-There's a cat in London with more money than you and me put together.  A lady left her cat a half-million dollar home and a $160,000 trust fund.  That cat is living in style!-From the San Jose Mercury News: Who knew McDonald's was so dangerous? A kid got his head stuck between the legs of a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/93967416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=93967416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93967416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93967416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/05/its-wednesday-and-thus-time-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-93944359</id><published>2003-05-07T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-07T12:41:09.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Flashback! I decided to archive the whopping two posts from my old "my-diary.org" journal:June 5, 2002In the beginning... Just to introduce myself to you, my unseen public, I'm 22 and just about to finish college.  You know, at the end of high school, everyone asked, "what do you want to do?"  I said, "I don't know."  Four years later...I still have no idea.  Really, the end of the school </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/93944359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=93944359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93944359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93944359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/05/flashback-i-decided-to-archive.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-93839783</id><published>2003-05-05T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-05T19:50:52.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Busy day yesterday.  We went to look at Adam, Brad, and Sou's potential house.  It's a little old for my taste (the kitchen and bathrooms could use a little remodeling), but the others like it, and they're the ones that are going to live there.After meeting with the gregarious landlord, we went to watch the boys play (alto sax and trumpet, respectively) at the first show of the season.  It was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/93839783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=93839783&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93839783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93839783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/05/busy-day-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-93730991</id><published>2003-05-03T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T20:32:48.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. Name one song you hate to admit you like.Abba's "Dancing Queen."  People always look at me funny when I say I grew up on Abba.2. Name two songs that always make you cry.Well, songs don't really make me cry, but here are some sad ones: Selena - "Dreaming of You" and Josie and the Pussycats - "You Don't See Me."3. Name three songs that turn you on.Well, well.  Getting a little personal</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/93730991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=93730991&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93730991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93730991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/05/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-93620782</id><published>2003-05-01T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T15:42:36.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know I didn't post yesterday, so pretend it's Wednesday, and thus time for....Things I need to share with you from yesterday's radio show:-It rains a lot in Seattle.  Well, the sun is such a big thing there that Seattleites welcome it with a parade. The summer solstice parade features the usual things: floats, dancers, and naked people on bicycles.  Now a man is suing the Seattle PD to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/93620782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=93620782&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93620782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93620782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/05/i-know-i-didnt-post-yesterday-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-93620449</id><published>2003-05-01T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T15:33:54.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Read this article.  Now please tell me you are as disgusted as I am.This high school's first integrated prom was held in 2002?!?!  I mean, I didn't just jump 30 years back in time or something, did I?  And now in 2003 these kids want a white-only prom?  That is so outrageous that I lack the words to express myself.  I can't believe that there are such narrow-minded people.  This is why I really</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/93620449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=93620449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93620449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93620449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/05/read-this-article.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-93311061</id><published>2003-04-26T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-26T13:44:45.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friday Fiveonly a day late....1. What was the last TV show you watched?"Good Day Live."  I watch it to get ideas for my radio show.2. What was the last thing you complained about?People who call my show but no matter how hard I try, I can't get them to say anything of interest.3. Who was the last person you complimented and what did you say?Oh, that's a hard one.  I don't think I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/93311061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=93311061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93311061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93311061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/04/friday-five-only-day-late.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-93220880</id><published>2003-04-24T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T21:20:39.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have this condition...My short-term memory is gone.  I went to the ATM after work to deposit my paycheck.  Just as I was about to leave the handy Washington Mutual drive-up ATM, I remembered that I also had my tax refund check in my wallet.  Well, I went through the motions again to deposit the check, thoroughly aware that a monster truck was breathing down my tailpipe.  So, I hurried along, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/93220880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=93220880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93220880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93220880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/04/i-have-this-condition.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-93220340</id><published>2003-04-24T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T21:11:01.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thursday ThreesomeOnesome: View- What is your favorite scenic site, either around your place, where you've traveled, or just that one special picture (like that Ansel Adams "Half Dome" shot)?When I drive home at night on 680 (a freeway that runs on a hillside), I love the view of all the lights spread out below.  You can see a good portion of the South Bay, and it's all lit up.Twosome: From</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/93220340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=93220340&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93220340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93220340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/04/thursday-threesome-onesome-view-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-93030330</id><published>2003-04-21T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T23:19:14.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Time for a lesson in interpersonal communication.  Today's theory: reciprocal attraction.The theory of reciprocal attraction is simple--we like people who like us.  Now, this makes sense.  How many friends do you have that don't like you?  We generally don't get along with people who are antagonistic towards us.  In a platonic sense, reciprocal attraction is great.  In a romantic context, it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/93030330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=93030330&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93030330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/93030330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/04/time-for-lesson-in-interpersonal.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-92961400</id><published>2003-04-20T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T20:45:53.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's time for the soul-bearing blog. Woo.  Not that I feel you need to know this, but maybe I'll look back and laugh...or say, yeah, I was right.  So for the past month or so, a friend of mine has been trying to set me up with her boyfriend's best friend.  Well, "set up" isn't quite the right term....more like relaxed, low-key double dating.  I've had a lot of fun (e.g. see the entry about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/92961400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=92961400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92961400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92961400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/04/its-time-for-soul-bearing-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-92871387</id><published>2003-04-18T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-18T21:01:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friday Five1. Who is your favorite celebrity?Favorite, how?  I like Alexis Denisof on "Angel," but I haven't seen him in anything else.  I've seen many Cary Grant and Audrey Hepburn films.  I think Danny Kaye is hi-larious.2. Who is your least favorite?Well, I can't stand Keanu Reeves or Leonardo DiCaprio's acting (I use the term loosely), but I don't hold it against them, personally.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/92871387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=92871387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92871387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92871387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/04/friday-five-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-92755934</id><published>2003-04-16T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T23:49:25.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have outwitted the laws of physics.  Thanks to the miracle of radio, I managed to be in two places at once this morning.  I was  on the radio from midnight to 6 a.m. and I was at home, sleeping in my little bed.Yup, welcome to the wonderful world of voice tracks.  This particular method is the cost-effective way the Clear Channel corporation rules its section of the airwaves.  Basically, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/92755934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=92755934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92755934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92755934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/04/i-have-outwitted-laws-of-physics.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-92548628</id><published>2003-04-13T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T23:55:25.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went "dancing" last night.  I use quotation marks because I don't exactly agree with what kids these days call dancing.  I prefer swing or salsa--something with an actual variety of steps and moves (and I think I found a place for those, yay!).  Anyway, five of us went to the most prominent 18 and over club around, and the music was not only loud, but not exactly what I'd choose to listen to.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/92548628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=92548628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92548628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92548628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/04/i-went-dancing-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-92509800</id><published>2003-04-12T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T20:59:38.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I took the CBEST today (that's California Basic Educational Skills Test).  With it I can get a substitute teaching permit in the state of California (or Oregon).  Really, I wish they'd just let me submit my SAT scores.  This test was so easy.  They give you four hours and I took just over two and a half.  It consists of 50 multiple-choice questions each for reading and math and two short essays.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/92509800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=92509800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92509800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92509800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/04/i-took-cbest-today-thats-california.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-92436777</id><published>2003-04-11T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T09:41:53.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friday Five1. What was the first band you saw in concert?Save Ferris at Santa Clara University in spring 2000.  300 people in one small room, and I ended up sitting on the horn section's monitors to avoid getting stepped on.2. Who is your favorite artist/band now?You don't know how hard a question that is.  Right now, the album I play the most is by Evanescence.  But my other favorites </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/92436777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=92436777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92436777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92436777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/04/friday-five-1_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-92409032</id><published>2003-04-10T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-10T22:25:55.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thursday ThreesomeTime to: Are you a punctual person, always on time? Or do people have to tell you that everything starts an hour earlier than it really does, just so you'll be on time? Or are you somewhere in between?I'm usually quite punctual and am often the first person to arrive.  However, I can get lazy about class or work (especially this week!) and be a couple minutes late.  I also </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/92409032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=92409032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92409032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92409032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/04/thursday-threesome-time-to-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-92343192</id><published>2003-04-09T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T20:35:11.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things I need to share with you from yesterday's radio show:-Blue ketchup.  Yup, Heinz, the folks who brought you green ketchup in 2000, introduced "stellar blue" ketchup on Monday.  Heinz has actually sold over 25 million bottles of colored ketchup (green, purple, orange, and teal) in the last three years.   Now, in light of salsa verde, I can understand green ketchup, but orange....and teal?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/92343192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=92343192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92343192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92343192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/04/things-i-need-to-share-with-you-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-92159474</id><published>2003-04-07T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-07T10:15:12.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had the strangest dream last night...well, this morning really...that just goes to show my subconscious can't even come up with anything new.  It just rehashes other people's plots.So, from what I can recall, I've joined what we at Television Without Pity call the MoG on Angel.  Of course, the title character is not there because I think he's a dork.  Mostly the dream was about me and Wesley </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/92159474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=92159474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92159474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92159474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/04/i-had-strangest-dream-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-92159165</id><published>2003-04-07T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-07T10:00:33.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had the strangest dream last night...well, this morning really...that just goes to show my subconscious can't even come up with anything new.  It just rehashes other people's plots.So, from what I can recall, I've joined what we at Television Without Pity call the MoG on Angel.  Of course, the title character is not there because I think he's a dork.  Mostly the dream was about me and Wesley </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/92159165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=92159165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92159165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92159165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/04/i-had-strangest-dream-last-night_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-92117288</id><published>2003-04-06T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T18:44:50.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've spent all day sewing.  From 10 am to 6 pm, and boy, does my back hurt.  So now I'm sitting at the computer.  Big posture improvement there...heh.  (So when are they going to develop the sarcasm tag?)I bought five yards of navy blue fabric with white polka dots, partly because I have a great love of polka dots.  I was thinking of making a dress kinda like a cross between Gwen Stefani's in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/92117288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=92117288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92117288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92117288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/04/ive-spent-all-day-sewing.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-92078783</id><published>2003-04-05T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T00:12:49.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grrrrr....due to an Internet Explorer error, my post was eaten.  Twenty minutes of typing down the drain.  So anyways, let me teach you today's lesson in the art of radio.  No matter how large (or small) your audience is, pretend you're speaking to just one person.  Never say, "To all of you out there in Radio Land...."  Radio is like being on a telephone, but you usually can't hear what the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/92078783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=92078783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92078783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92078783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/04/grrrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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-5250584.post-92075345</id><published>2003-04-05T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T00:07:54.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, no, we're on the air, and I haven't hired a writer!  Well, I've been peer-pressured into the blog business.  Okay, not really, but I've been terribly impressed by my friends' blogs (Mike, Linda, and Daniel).  Thanks to the Remember WENN chat group for helping me with title suggestions.   And the winner is...Mike, and his constant endorsement of anything named "Betty."Once I figure out what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/feeds/92075345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5250584&amp;postID=92075345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92075345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5250584/posts/default/92075345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettybettybetty.blogspot.com/2003/04/oh-no-were-on-air-and-i-havent-hired.html' title=''/><author><name>Neena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033261165873258146</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>
