<?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-5971548</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:23:51.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They call me OBSESSNA!</title><subtitle type='html'>I am obsessive but not so much compulsive. And I love Firefly. Shutup!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</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>265</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-116214707273626608</id><published>2006-10-29T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T10:37:52.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am at the home of the informationista! That is all.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/116214707273626608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/116214707273626608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-am-at-home-of-informationista-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-115056697991078782</id><published>2006-06-17T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T10:56:19.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Currently obsessed with: Morphine and TramadolNo, they are not really cool new bands. Jenn has a new computer and I am exploiting it.I have a hot new physical therapist that likes to bend me in funny ways. I don't mind so much. The bad part is that he is married and listens to Christian rock. I can't fully respect anyone who can disrespect their ears so much.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/115056697991078782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/115056697991078782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2006/06/currently-obsessed-with-morphine-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-114461366443063459</id><published>2006-04-09T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T13:14:24.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, and Jan. 1 I got hired full time with benefits. FYI. I didn't quit because the kept stringing me along. So I'm a sucker.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/114461366443063459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/114461366443063459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-and-jan.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-114461196465652926</id><published>2006-04-09T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T12:46:04.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yea, it's been a while. I am going to blame it on not wanting to pay library fines. Also, Jenn made me do it. I started a livejournal while we were drunk after writing bad, pop-culture quiz Harry Potter slash. Whatever. mfcjen.livejournal.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/114461196465652926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/114461196465652926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2006/04/yea-its-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-112536102479366574</id><published>2005-08-29T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T17:17:04.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: I suppose I should update this sometimesEh, who cares. I have been gauranteed hire, so my last post solved. I got a raise, now they just have to do it. I got my sewing machine fixed and Marcello brought it out to my car for me, that was very wonderful of him. And now I am going home to digest my sushi and hope that my rusty chair will hold up while I sew because it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/112536102479366574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/112536102479366574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/08/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-i-suppose.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-112112427283921404</id><published>2005-07-11T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T16:24:32.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Sick and tiredI hate my job and I am super pissed about it right at this moment. What else is new. I just got done crying my eyes out and screaming at the wall that if they don't garantee that I am hired Sept. 1 then they have a month and I am walking out the door. We'll see if that holds true. In this mood it will.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/112112427283921404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/112112427283921404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/07/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-sick-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-112112410073727411</id><published>2005-07-05T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T16:21:40.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: This is warI think that water balloons are way more fun than fireworks on the 4th of July. And water balloons with sling shots are awesome. Some how I don't think folks in my neighborhood would agree.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/112112410073727411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/112112410073727411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/07/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-112112404220886068</id><published>2005-06-29T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T16:20:42.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have realized that while reading I have a very weird quirk. Some people move their mouths when they read, I have to perform any specific subtle body movement that is described. I think it is in order to validate the feeling or implication that comes with a specific guesture, but I do it involuntarily. If something is mentioned about someone's jaw dropping, in order to understand the surprise </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/112112404220886068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/112112404220886068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-have-realized-that-while-reading-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-112112397246005995</id><published>2005-06-29T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T16:22:03.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: God save the queen!God I love Queen, I really need to invest in some CDs because I justlose myself everytime I hear them. Yesterday I wouldn't get out of the car when I got home because Somebody To Love was on the radio and I was rocking out so hard. Right now Killer Queen is on and I am postponing a meeting that I should leave for right now.Megan has very distinct </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/112112397246005995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/112112397246005995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/06/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-god-save.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-112000030111463236</id><published>2005-06-28T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T16:11:41.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Wasting time, wasting timeThe library is mysteriously empty. I guess that is summer for you.The weekend was fun, we taught my niece about community service and the fact that is probably results in a lunch at Sonic. Katie and I did some spontaneous drinking in Westport, which is the coolest, only Power Hours make it cooler. Also, showy bartenders can be fun when you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/112000030111463236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/112000030111463236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/06/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-wasting.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111879445771582626</id><published>2005-06-14T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T17:14:17.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Quick post because I gotta peeOk, update.I met my ½ brother, it was pretty awkward, but what did you expect. Hopefully we get to see a lot more of him and it becomes more comfortable. I went to Rockfest, it was ok, and very muddy, Mariah got her car towed and finally got it back 2 days later in Oak Grove? Whatever. I went to Whiteman Air Force Base to see Christy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111879445771582626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111879445771582626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/06/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-quick.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111707026828103496</id><published>2005-05-25T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T18:17:48.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: The library computer ate my last postI swear, teacher, that's what happened.Um. I got some clothes and CDs and food and a blues brothers action figure (Jake) for my birthday so I got that going for me. My sister got a pool so I plan on spending some time over there. I am going to meet my 10 year old 1/2 brother pretty soon, so that will be interesting.I spent quite a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111707026828103496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111707026828103496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/05/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-library.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111646105016459795</id><published>2005-05-18T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T17:04:10.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: I have been at the library for an inordinate amount of time this evening, I hope this does not affect my level of coolosityPics from Serenity comic bookAll my Napoleon Dynamite-lovin homies will get a kick out of thisI don't have anything particularly enlightening to say today. Happy Birthday to me tomorrow!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111646105016459795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111646105016459795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/05/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111525046180620215</id><published>2005-05-04T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T16:47:41.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: SushiI need some right now.Library people are the coolest. A guy to my right is sitting at the computer playing Noah’s Ark on Yahoo games. He just threw his arms up in a “goal!” gesture. I really hope he is waiting for someone to finish something because if he truly has nothing better to do than sit in the library and fret about this game then I might be in love with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111525046180620215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111525046180620215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/05/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-sushi-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111464495617524131</id><published>2005-04-27T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T16:35:56.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Bananaphones?I watched the Serenity trailer. Oh. My. God. When will September 30th be here? 155 days, that’s when. See it here.Cockeye informs us How Much Is Inside A Pregnant Lady.This is my new goal in life.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111464495617524131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111464495617524131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/04/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111393787803697309</id><published>2005-04-19T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T12:11:18.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sorry, McDonald's, but I will not be makin' out with you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111393787803697309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111393787803697309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-sorry-mcdonalds-but-i-will-not-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111393596895513543</id><published>2005-04-19T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T11:39:28.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Regression to the meanMy mother has taken to sending me stupid forwards. All kinds of crap. There was a religious inspirational message titled The Lord’s Voice that ended with the signature “If you love something set it free, if comes back, it's yours, if it don't, hunt it down and kill it,” I was understandably concerned. The most recent is a quiz about how much I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111393596895513543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111393596895513543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/04/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111325995054223823</id><published>2005-04-11T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T15:52:30.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Vhat's vith ze babies?I watched The Producers on Sunday morning. I wasn’t sure but turns out that Springtime for Hitler is one of the funniest things ever. Also the person who plays Franz Liebkind also plays Otto on Malcolm in the Middle. Just that fact made me laugh. Another amusing fact, the man who played Roger De Bris also played Mr. Belvedere. I loved that show.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111325995054223823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111325995054223823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/04/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-vhats.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111304020784536218</id><published>2005-04-09T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T02:50:07.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Uh?What the hell am I doing up?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111304020784536218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111304020784536218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/04/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-uh-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111325974144368641</id><published>2005-04-07T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T15:49:01.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Not so interestingCurrently there are some totally badass 9th graders writing poetry, possibly song lyrics for their hardcore metal band at a table behind me. Comparing battle with harp music is way deep. And turning book titles into acronyms to quiz each other. Haven’t they heard of the anus game? I might just blog about the interesting people around me at the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111325974144368641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111325974144368641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/04/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-not-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111266085238821219</id><published>2005-04-04T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T17:27:32.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Oh, who cares nowMy VCR and I had a disagreement so I did not get to see Alan Tudyk on AD but in recap from James he seemed funny yet under-used. I left my diskette at home so Wednesday’s entry is still in binary form in my purse, hopefully to be one day this week translated to a more user-friendly blog entry form.You think you hate the Tender Crisp Bacon Cheddar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111266085238821219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111266085238821219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/04/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-oh-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111291537526835998</id><published>2005-03-30T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T15:49:51.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Old newsSometimes Fametracker really gets it, and by it, I mean Shatner.And now I go so far as to annotate the previous link:William ShatnerThe SNL episode The Encyclopedia ShatnericaAnd finally the Should I Stalk William Shatner quizAnd then, on a completely unrelated note, XE talks about Sharkleberry Fin</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111291537526835998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111291537526835998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/03/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-old-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111205481171312560</id><published>2005-03-28T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T17:28:35.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: DERBY!KC All Female Roller Derby League You have to provide your own health insurance to join. As soon as I have it I am totally joining. Now I have all new reasons for wanting to get hired full-time.Alan Tudyk guest starring on Arrested Development on 4/3, I think! Reminder, Zach Braff will be on AD 4/10Because we are BFF, Wil Wheaton told me about Overheard in New </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111205481171312560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111205481171312560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/03/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-derby-kc.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111186463285085354</id><published>2005-03-26T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T11:17:12.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: My friend ArtyI think it was Thurday night that I watched an episode of Rare Visions and Roadside Revelations. I used to watch that show all the time and I loved it. PBS is the bomb, dude. Also they had an awesome show about Frida Kahlo earlier in the week that I was very impressed with and inspired by.Letter's to Wendy's. Beware the dirty talk.Dynamic Homoerotic </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111186463285085354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111186463285085354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/03/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-my-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111170832719960430</id><published>2005-03-24T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T16:07:40.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Racing the clock!Currently I am blogging from the library. I have exactly 1 hour and seven minutes to bring you the best of the web today. Bleh. The person sitting next to me is whispering to themselves as they type and there is someone across from me pounding so hard on the keyboard that I can not think. Listening to my own silky smooth typing rhythm and quiteness </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111170832719960430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111170832719960430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/03/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-racing.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111151482911304527</id><published>2005-03-22T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T10:07:09.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Steve MartinI watched LA Story last night. I love how optimistic he is. Even when he is expressing something sad or depressing it always seems like he is standing back from it and seeing the humor that will inherently become part of the situation. And I love that he can non-pretentiously quote Shakespeare, "Life is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111151482911304527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111151482911304527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/03/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-steve.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111143139351367791</id><published>2005-03-21T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T10:56:33.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And, I am just going to keep posting crap. Another incredibly childish and hilarious addition.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111143139351367791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111143139351367791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/03/and-i-am-just-going-to-keep-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111143097116849705</id><published>2005-03-21T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T10:49:31.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am completely fascinated and awed by this, skeletal drawings of cartoon characters. Some kind of genius.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111143097116849705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111143097116849705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-am-completely-fascinated-and-awed-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111143035974838785</id><published>2005-03-21T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T10:39:19.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And now for another exciting issue of Jen contributes to ruining some movies!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111143035974838785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111143035974838785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/03/and-now-for-another-exciting-issue-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111142421230395243</id><published>2005-03-21T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T08:56:52.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think Tom Waits has to be the most sincere man on the planet. He would never lie to me, and if he did lie, he wouldn’t believe he was lying. Here are his top 20 albums.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111142421230395243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111142421230395243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-think-tom-waits-has-to-be-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111142153025452396</id><published>2005-03-21T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T08:12:10.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Something, anything!I really haven’t had anything much interesting to say lately and I think that maybe because I am realizing how boring my life is right now. I don’t know why all of a sudden this has occurred to me. Actually I do know why. Brazilian Monique from Fourth Floor emailed me this morning and I couldn't think of anything at all interesting to tell her and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111142153025452396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111142153025452396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/03/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111117346871521850</id><published>2005-03-18T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T12:41:11.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To Bill Brasky!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111117346871521850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111117346871521850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/03/to-bill-brasky.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111107599089642804</id><published>2005-03-17T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T08:13:10.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Dance musicTuesday night I made a "workout" CD for some friends and turns out that it makes a great dance CD and I have been rocking out to it in my car since I got it. I am quite sure I have been making a complete fool of myself in the car but I am having too much fun.Last night I had dinner at Jenn's house and Val has Dance Dance Revolution. I forgot how </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111107599089642804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111107599089642804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/03/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111081170772938869</id><published>2005-03-14T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T06:48:27.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Bright EyesI heard this song on the radio this morning and it is pretty sappy but I really liked it. It just had this sort of nervous rambling feeling.Yours was the first face that I sawI think I was blind before I met youI dont know where I am, I dont know where Ive beenBut I know where I want to goSo I thought Id let you knowThat these things take forever, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111081170772938869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111081170772938869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/03/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-bright.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111057811239913489</id><published>2005-03-11T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T13:55:12.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Time-wastersI love Maxim magazine. It is full of interesting, sometimes useful and usually funny crap. An affront to women? Shut up.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111057811239913489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111057811239913489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/03/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-111021428945341077</id><published>2005-03-07T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T08:51:29.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: immaturityThis is the most childishly awesome picture ever. Can't help but share.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111021428945341077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/111021428945341077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/03/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110997301285663831</id><published>2005-03-04T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T13:50:12.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: OversightSo this year I sort of ignored the whole Valentine's thing all together. I didn't make the usual disgusting Valentines to hand out, which was kind of sad because I have so much fun doing it, but I was lazy. However, I just came across an Onion production that I think is share-worthy and of a Valentine feeling. Love Coupons.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110997301285663831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110997301285663831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/03/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-oversight.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110986809802219333</id><published>2005-03-03T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T08:41:38.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: ShockingMaybe AOL is good for something. Bored in KC? Best of 2005.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110986809802219333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110986809802219333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/03/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-shocking.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110971421814390740</id><published>2005-03-01T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T13:56:58.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: DefamerIt may be my new favorite place on the planet. I have read it before and it didn't grab me but today they brought the juicy. This post prompted the love but it is not even the best story on the page. All I have to say is it is dirty and snarky and probably not safe for work, but I live on the edge.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110971421814390740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110971421814390740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/03/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-defamer.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110962723870622835</id><published>2005-02-28T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T13:47:18.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Good ideasSo I watched the Oscars. So I analyzed the clothes and saw a few of the movies. So I got sick of Beyonce singing crap that no one really wanted to hear in the first place. TeeVee had a few suggestions on other Oscar categories and what live things they could do to prove their respective worths. And then there were links.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110962723870622835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110962723870622835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/02/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110961878366537733</id><published>2005-02-28T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T11:26:23.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Grand theft linkingI ganked a bunch of fun links from ericisgreat. Shoot me.Charcoal filter vodka, apparently you can deskankify skanky vodka. Katie had a brita I think.Zombie simulation, scary how quickly they take over. BRAINS... BRAINS!Nerds with Post-Its, look like Lewis or Templin to anyone else?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110961878366537733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110961878366537733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/02/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-grand.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110928360774396003</id><published>2005-02-24T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T14:20:07.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How the oscars are actually chosen.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110928360774396003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110928360774396003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/02/how-oscars-are-actually-chosen.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110911100116345822</id><published>2005-02-22T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T14:23:21.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Sighting!I am so happy to be part of the 20%! It gave me the vapors.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110911100116345822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110911100116345822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/02/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-sighting.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110910174846932944</id><published>2005-02-22T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T11:49:08.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: ThinkingI am trying not to go back into my recent pattern of over-thinking everything, but I can’t help it sometimes. Going to see I heart Huckabees and then starting Perks of Being A Wallflower again is helping but not helping. Perks is one of my all time favorite books and I see myself in it a lot. It talks about the difference between “passivity and passion,” from</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110910174846932944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110910174846932944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/02/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110876132725898226</id><published>2005-02-18T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T13:15:27.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Not so smart.So I drank a Barq's Root Beer (which my dad spells and pronounces as Barg's and it really pisses me off, but he got mad when I told him that coffee is spelled coffee and not coffie so I just leave it alone) and then immediately chased it with a cup full of melted fudgesicles. I feel pretty nasty. No it was not on a dare.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110876132725898226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110876132725898226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/02/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-not-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110848129394591012</id><published>2005-02-15T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T07:28:13.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: HahaFor those of you who missed out on Gay Movie Night, you missed quite an event. Here is a short recap of phrases that were used at some point during the night:1. I didn’t mean to trip over my gayness2. James laughs like a virgin – touched for the very first time3. Functional but not Spunktional4. I’m gonna avoid the wet spot in the parket… Oh my God I totally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110848129394591012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110848129394591012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/02/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-haha-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110839572843250041</id><published>2005-02-14T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T07:42:08.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: GeniusThis is the coolest thing ever: bandtoband. Bangles to MC5 in only 12 steps. Damn. I can't even begin to describe the new level of obsession this will inspire in me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110839572843250041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110839572843250041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/02/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-genius.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110815297327660725</id><published>2005-02-11T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T12:16:13.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: TVWil Wheaton is going to play a homeless guy on CSI! I don't normally watch but I will totally watch for that.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110815297327660725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110815297327660725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/02/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-tv-wil.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110807282944118601</id><published>2005-02-10T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T14:00:29.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: The IRS can eat a bag of dicksMaybe I am just projecting but they can. My life has been wholly boring for the past couple days. My most exciting moments have been introducing James to Jethro Tull and Spacehog, getting a g-mail account and Scholle and I making up taglines for each other. I am now Jennifer, Purveyor of Random Trivia and Firefly Spoilers. She is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110807282944118601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110807282944118601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/02/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-irs-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110788039573891760</id><published>2005-02-08T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T08:33:15.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Fashion, turn to the leftI am wearing the best, most clashing outfit ever. A light pink shirt, brown stripy pants, one blue striped sock and one black sock, and yellow faux-scaly pointy toed flats. I rock.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110788039573891760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110788039573891760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/02/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-fashion.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110746072904920926</id><published>2005-02-03T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T11:58:49.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Mmmmmm...knowledgeVia the Guardian, here are someone's Top 10 science books:The Periodic Table by Primo Levi, 1985Possible Worlds by JBS Haldane, 1927Gaia: a new look at life on Earth by James Lovelock, 1979A Fire on the Moon by Norman Mailer, 1970The Double Helix by James Watson, 1968The Diversity of Life by Edward O Watson, 1993The Language Instinct by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110746072904920926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110746072904920926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/02/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-mmmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110745264548691597</id><published>2005-02-03T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T09:44:05.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>100 reasons why I need the internet at home. Research.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110745264548691597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110745264548691597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/02/100-reasons-why-i-need-internet-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110745112009061527</id><published>2005-02-03T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T09:18:40.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: MusicBut, really, when am I not? I spent all day yesterday putting together a list of music to investigate for James and his holey music collection. What makes me qualified to do this? Um, I don’t know, I talk about music a lot? But I had so much fun doing it and it was really hard to stop adding to. Turns out that I like classic rock a lot. I need to get a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110745112009061527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110745112009061527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/02/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-music-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110729181647248000</id><published>2005-02-01T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T13:03:36.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: More news you don't care anything about!Mal is going to be in Slither! Two things I love, coming together to make a gooey love-baby movie! That was the grossest discription ever! Sweet.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110729181647248000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110729181647248000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/02/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-more-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110728822763022808</id><published>2005-02-01T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T12:03:47.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Iraqi election results. I am surprised that more people are not voting for Cojo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110728822763022808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110728822763022808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/02/iraqi-election-results.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110728445537848445</id><published>2005-02-01T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T11:00:55.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: White Castle!Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle was a really funny movie. For every stupid funny scene there was a smart or awesome funny scene. Including what Scholle and I consider to be one of the best scenes in a movie ever. I won’t spoil it but it happens after they steal the truck. John Cho and Kal Penn are two fucking funny guys, even in the commentary and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110728445537848445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110728445537848445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/02/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-white.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110685967627228355</id><published>2005-01-27T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T13:01:16.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is why I love television. Fuck Jerry Mander.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110685967627228355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110685967627228355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-is-why-i-love-television.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110684903601111719</id><published>2005-01-27T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T10:50:30.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: These are my confessionsUm, Usher reference, just weird. Especially considering the circumstances. Ok, down to business. I feel that I need to share this embarrassing fact about myself in order to support others who have had a similar, if not the same experience. I consider that I have at least partially good taste in movies. I watch independent films, but I am not</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110684903601111719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110684903601111719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/01/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-these-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110676690233322576</id><published>2005-01-26T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T11:15:02.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: THIS!!!!I am almost too excited to type. Not that anyone else I know cares, but YAY!!! My hero and lover, James Gunn is directing a movie called Slither. It sounds like it should be good and gorey and I can't wait to hear more about it.Also, I just found out that we are having a company staff retreat at the zoo, how fun is that?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110676690233322576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110676690233322576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/01/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-this-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110668216758286876</id><published>2005-01-25T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T08:23:55.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: I can’t ignore it anymoreNo one in the movie-making/critic community had said anything as far as I have read, but was anyone else’s first reaction to this poster for the Aviator that is was terribly reminiscent of this? It isn’t the current one they are using on IMDB but I have seen it multiple times and it wholly bugs me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110668216758286876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110668216758286876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/01/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110666963475643316</id><published>2005-01-25T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T08:13:54.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Aw, crap.I left a glass bottle of Boone's Farm Orange Hurricane in my freezer last night, that is going to be interesting to come home to.Also last night, Lemmy and I had a disagreement about whether or not she should step in some mayonnaise so now my hand is ripped up and I may or may not have little mayo spots all over my carpet. Bitch.I watched Touch of Pink, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110666963475643316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110666963475643316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/01/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-aw-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110658835940721666</id><published>2005-01-24T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T09:39:19.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: BURNING THINGS!Well, CDs, so not as destructive as usual. Joan Jett and the Blackhearts are mine. Also, the Big Rock CD was completed, there are a few changes to be made but it has the potential of being perfect. Mostly I just spent the weekend listening to Do You Wanna Touch over and over again.Let's see here, I just spent the last 20 minutes recapping Desperate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110658835940721666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110658835940721666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/01/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-burning.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110633865900349140</id><published>2005-01-21T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T12:17:39.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Oh. My. God. Becky.I totally stole that. And. How fucking hard is it to fucking sign a fucking paycheck? Apparently really hard for the feeble minds that I work with. There was this whole comedy of errors that I have recounted several times without cussing and I don't think I can do it again so I leave it at that.Last night I got in the mail a holiday newsletter </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110633865900349140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110633865900349140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/01/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110615829316031077</id><published>2005-01-19T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T10:11:33.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110615829316031077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110615829316031077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/01/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110607738407919872</id><published>2005-01-18T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T11:47:07.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Lester BangsLegendary rock critic and crazy person, Lester Bangs. Just that name is enough to make you famous. I started reading Psychotic Reactions and Carburetor Dung again last night. Then I came to work this morning and did some more research. He expresses my idea of seeing music as religion perfectly. Music is my bible, my quotable memory book. I am more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110607738407919872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110607738407919872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/01/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-lester.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110571759927411130</id><published>2005-01-14T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T07:48:37.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Arise and seize the dayI have been listening to an awful lot of Newsies lately. Maybe just because When I Get You Alone and Peek-A-Boo are on the CD right after that. Rocking out in my car to those songs is one of my very favorite things to do. I should be on the MTV show where they tape people singing in their cars. I am sure I entertain quite a few people on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110571759927411130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110571759927411130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/01/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-arise-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110556152255861073</id><published>2005-01-12T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T12:26:21.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just found the perfect way to keep teenagers from having sex. Read this article. Fucking Christ. I never really wanted kids but now... I am just stunned. This should be required reading for mothers-to-be. I just shuddered through the whole thing. Damn dude.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110556152255861073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110556152255861073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-just-found-perfect-way-to-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110555682577012131</id><published>2005-01-12T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T11:07:05.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An allegedly comprehensive list of Homer's mmmm....blank sayings.mmmmm....list.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110555682577012131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110555682577012131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/01/allegedly-comprehensive-list-of-homers.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110554575205099570</id><published>2005-01-12T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T11:09:29.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Bi-polar?Two nights ago I had a mini-freakout about Lemmy being sick and discovered that I may not be emotionally stable enough to take care of cats. But, I am going to keep trying because I give up on stuff too easily. Both cats were fine last night and are no longer locked in the kitchen on Barf-Watch 2005.I was inspired by Pleasantville to paint pictures on my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110554575205099570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110554575205099570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/01/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-bi-polar.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110511464274709422</id><published>2005-01-07T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T08:17:22.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Return of the mackGod, I hated that song. My step brother loved it and would always play it in his jeep. Jerk. So, I return from my icy exile. I watched a lot of bad TV and a couple of good movies. Anchorman rocked, it was so funny. I saw Napoleon Dynamite again. Tina, eat some FOOD!I am the worst cat mother ever. My poor, neglected kitties. I am never home to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110511464274709422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110511464274709422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/01/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-return-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110486897862725721</id><published>2005-01-04T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T12:26:24.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: NERD!I think I have discovered my true calling. Animal classification. Taxonomy. Binomial nomenclature. The one thing in my life that I like to organize is animals. Right now I work with an information and referral taxonomy but animals would be so much more interesting. I just got really excited while re-reading the Phyla and remembering what they are. Isn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110486897862725721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110486897862725721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/01/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-nerd-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110485421120984006</id><published>2005-01-04T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T07:56:51.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Good weekendLots of people, drinking, lots of games, lots of movies. Cranium and the movies were the highlights.And now for Jen's A-word Movie ReviewsLife Aquatic - absolutely awesome. Willem Dafoe was hysterical and the acoustic guy was genius. The animated fish were beautiful and made me giggle every time they were on screen. Bill Murray's character was more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110485421120984006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110485421120984006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2005/01/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110442452875495487</id><published>2004-12-30T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T08:35:28.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Ch-ch-ch-ch-changesLast night I saw Kinsey and got my hair cut. Kinsey was really good. It was good to see someone approach sexual study scientifically instead of morally. I am glad that I am alive in a time where there are classes like human sexuality and we don't have to go around thinking that blindness and insanity are related to masturbation (unless you are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110442452875495487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110442452875495487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/12/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-ch-ch-ch.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110426544734563078</id><published>2004-12-28T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T12:46:25.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Records!I got a record player for Giftmas and I almost cried when I got home and looked through all the records I can listen to again. Monday morning I listed to Jethro Tull, Cat Stevens, Talking Heads, Janis Joplin live, Brass Construction, Boz Scaggs... And I get to listen to the Hair original cast album again! I could just die it is so awesome. Also, I secretly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110426544734563078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110426544734563078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/12/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-records-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110381764141712770</id><published>2004-12-23T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T08:00:41.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: TraditionLast night I went to a Yule celebration at a friend's house. It was by far the best holiday celebration I have attend so far in my life. It was unstructured but we called the corners and read stories and ate and opened gifts and sang silly versions of Christmas songs. It is funny that none of us grew up together but we all know the same versions of "Jingle</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110381764141712770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110381764141712770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/12/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-tradition.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110366369451891030</id><published>2004-12-21T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T13:14:54.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: RevelationI haven't posted since I read the spoilers about Serenity. I wasn't sure how to handle it because I do not want to post spoilers here but I do want to react to them. Alas, I shall suffer in blog silence, for little or no reason seeing as I am posting this to be lost in internet obscurity as is. I was in mouring before about the postponing of Serenity's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110366369451891030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110366369451891030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/12/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110323396677085826</id><published>2004-12-16T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T13:22:16.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: End of Year questionnairesStolen from Beth, who stole it from someone else.1. What did you do in 2004 that you'd never done before?: Lived completely independently, owned a car that ran worth a damn, admitted a crush directly, knitted, quilted, sold a photograph, witnessed a seizure, went to Casa Bonita...2. Did you keep your New Year's resolutions, and will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110323396677085826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110323396677085826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/12/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-end-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110321118095511516</id><published>2004-12-16T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T07:33:00.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Creative juicesI made a new ornament! I love it so much I think I will buy one. Along with the nerd shirts that are going to be the new uniform of my friends. Yay for conformity! I mean... conformity is bad. BAD, I tell you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110321118095511516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110321118095511516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/12/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-creative.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110303861907456695</id><published>2004-12-14T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T07:36:59.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Holiday workThere is so much to do around the Holidays. It is even busier at work. I am tired. Last night I discovered the hard way there are no Royals sweatshirts anywhere in the city. I never thought it would be that hard to find one. I gave up after about 6 different stores and settled for a gift card. I know getting gift cards it good but it seems so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110303861907456695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110303861907456695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/12/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110262183437889912</id><published>2004-12-09T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T11:50:34.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AND THEN?And then I totally didn't even include the link. And I am not editing the post so as to own up to that internet faux pas. Jen's a douche!Linky linky</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110262183437889912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110262183437889912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/12/and-then-and-then-i-totally-didnt-even.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110260897066720784</id><published>2004-12-09T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T08:16:10.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Ryan ReynoldsAnd his pubes. That's right, I said it. Blade Trinity was awesome. I was in full-on badass mode when I left the theater and I screamed along with SOAD all the way home.I am so excited about the goofy quilts I am making for people for Christmas. Here is a link, mostly for my own benefit, on how to bind/finish a quilt. I had no idea how to do it and it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110260897066720784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110260897066720784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/12/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-ryan.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110235508870564504</id><published>2004-12-06T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T09:44:48.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Bad dayI am tired, I am in pain and I smell pretty funky. I really need to go home. Is there any way you could hypnotize me so that when I come home from work I think I have been fishing all day?Task for the day: make a nerdy shirt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110235508870564504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110235508870564504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/12/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-bad-day-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110209004014703402</id><published>2004-12-03T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T14:10:48.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Ketchup!This has been an exciting week. Our Jen, who art in Kansas City, Courage be thy name. I took a few days vacation and wasted it on hanging out with people, working and volunteering. It was cool. I completely screwed up my sleeping schedule and my back. I learned a couple new poker games. I planned some nefariousness, like a true evil genius would.Yesterday,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110209004014703402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110209004014703402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/12/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-ketchup.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110123915574086442</id><published>2004-11-23T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T11:48:33.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Bad newsSERENITY IS NOT GOING TO BE RELEASED UNTIL SEPTEMBER 30.DAMN IT!I am sad, I am mad, I am thinking of starting a support group. Anyone interested in consoling each other by watching Firefly in a darkened room while weeping uncontrollably in each others arms please email jenchrissym (at) hot mail (dot) com.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110123915574086442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110123915574086442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/11/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-bad-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110087869338157247</id><published>2004-11-19T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T07:38:13.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Its beginning to look a lot like ListmasThe 100 Greatest TV Themes! From Retrocrush via The Sneeze.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110087869338157247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110087869338157247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/11/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110081572107334355</id><published>2004-11-18T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T14:08:41.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Sweetness!The AFI top 400 movie quotes of all time. Very good list, it did not include some that I would definitely include but it did give me a long list of movie that I need to see. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110081572107334355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110081572107334355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/11/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-sweetness.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110081115556168728</id><published>2004-11-18T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T12:52:35.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: lyricsI want to run, I want to hide. I want to tear down these walls that hold me inside. I want to reach out and touch the flame where the streets have no name. We're still building and burning down love.As one rose blooms and another will die, it's always been that way. I remember the showers, but no one puts flowers on a flowers grave.Everytime I'm falling </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110081115556168728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110081115556168728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/11/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-lyrics-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110071306938780413</id><published>2004-11-17T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T09:37:49.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A cause I can get behind.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110071306938780413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110071306938780413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/11/cause-i-can-get-behind.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110070932990396696</id><published>2004-11-17T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T08:35:29.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: NostalgiaThis morning Brian sat next to me in the staff meeting. He makes me feel like I am in high school when I am around him. He makes me giggly and he is kind of cute so I am goofy around him. He whispers to me during meetings like we are talking in a boring class. He is definitely a Sebastian. Sebastian Montagne was a guy I went to high school with and was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110070932990396696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110070932990396696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/11/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-nostalgia.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110018530492474779</id><published>2004-11-11T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T07:01:44.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Those Canadians are so thoughtful!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110018530492474779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110018530492474779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/11/those-canadians-are-so-thoughtful.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-110001664532167588</id><published>2004-11-09T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T08:10:45.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Sewing!My mom is letting me borrow her sewing machine which is 5 years older than I am. I have no idea why all of the sudden I am taking on all of these domestic traits, knitting, sewing, doing dishes; well sometimes doing the dishes. After spending forever on my costume instead of 15 minutes like it would have if I had a sewing machine, it just seems practical. Do</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110001664532167588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/110001664532167588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/11/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-sewing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-109967596039453156</id><published>2004-11-05T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T09:32:40.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For Your Information: A Guide to Expatriating</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/109967596039453156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/109967596039453156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/11/for-your-information-guide-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-109967522804241359</id><published>2004-11-05T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T09:20:28.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sorry, soooo sorry.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/109967522804241359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/109967522804241359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/11/im-sorry-soooo-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-109958243060057840</id><published>2004-11-04T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T07:33:50.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I could not have said it more eloquently myself.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/109958243060057840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/109958243060057840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-could-not-have-said-it-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-109949997204089932</id><published>2004-11-03T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T08:39:32.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Fear for the futureIt is a sad day for anyone who is not a rich, white, straight, christian male in this country. I can only hope I am over-reacting.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/109949997204089932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/109949997204089932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/11/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-fear-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-109932771383672780</id><published>2004-11-01T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T08:48:33.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: Halloween!This was a pretty good one. I love dressing up. I was Bacchus this year and I really liked my costume although my wreath bruised my head a little. Zombie-thon was awesome on Sunday and James and I dressed up to go see Shaun of the Dead at the theater again. My zombie make-up looked pretty good but I now remember why I hate wearing it. Miranda might teach</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/109932771383672780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/109932771383672780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/11/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-halloween.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-109847665831687514</id><published>2004-10-22T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T13:24:18.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another addition to the Damn I Miss Cable file. I love you, Henry.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/109847665831687514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/109847665831687514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/10/another-addition-to-damn-i-miss-cable.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-109845687004992712</id><published>2004-10-22T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T07:54:30.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: HEALTH!I am much better, I have been sick since Monday afternoon and it sucked royal. I am still full of phlegm, and I can not stop talking about it. I did go see Festival Express yesterday, wow, just wow. I almost cried when I saw Janis sing Cry Baby. It was a religious experience, there is just so much feeling in her performances. I love the way she talks to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/109845687004992712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/109845687004992712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/10/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-health-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-109785084591322938</id><published>2004-10-15T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T07:34:05.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: JealousyWant proof Wil Wheaton is a good writer? Read this.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/109785084591322938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/109785084591322938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/10/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-jealousy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971548.post-109784917148438358</id><published>2004-10-15T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T07:06:11.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right now I am obsessed with: being a chickenshitTonight is slumber party night, with haircutting, food, pink drinks and Jerky McWho-sie-whatsit's. Tomorrow Ren Fest and sometime in there is Festival Express. This is going to be a great weekend. Now I just have to make it through a day of boredom and chili.I have made a return to the days of pepto and worrying, I just need to do something </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/109784917148438358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971548/posts/default/109784917148438358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://obsessna.blogspot.com/2004/10/right-now-i-am-obsessed-with-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07427495181255832934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
