<?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-4428663473489430219</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:21:53.979-07:00</updated><category term='professions'/><category term='GRE'/><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='private college'/><category term='pirates'/><category term='Kaplan'/><category term='fire starter'/><category term='math'/><category term='dorms'/><category term='vice president'/><category term='movies'/><category term='cabbage patch'/><category term='affirmative action'/><category term='hatred'/><category term='politics'/><category term='immigration'/><category term='Law School'/><category term='80s'/><category term='california fires'/><category term='retribution'/><category term='holding open doors'/><category term='herpes'/><category term='parental pressure'/><category term='chewing in class'/><category term='forgetting'/><category term='resumes'/><category term='personality test'/><category term='valor'/><category term='punishment'/><category term='moonshine'/><category term='AIM emoticons'/><category term='vinyl'/><category term='chivalry'/><category term='courtesy'/><category term='random babbling'/><category term='multiplication tables'/><category term='don&apos;t ask don&apos;t tell'/><category term='quotas'/><category term='closet'/><category term='elitism'/><title type='text'>Llamas in Space</title><subtitle type='html'>Neurosis, law school bashing and chili recipes in one convenient repository of hateful spam.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Saucy Neptunian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00827950307152457469</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>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428663473489430219.post-1911246907460418267</id><published>2008-07-14T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T23:33:15.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Red Pill</title><summary type='text'>I've come to realize that the young adult years are to the mind and spirit what puberty is to the body. We're learning and changing so fast, and if we're doing it right, it's every bit as confusing and painful as the physical changes of adolescence. Perhaps moreso, because we are able to understand more.This summer, having nothing better to do, I've decided to devote my free time to learning as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/1911246907460418267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/1911246907460418267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/2008/07/red-pill.html' title='The Red Pill'/><author><name>ilovejunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03772099115006553166</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-4428663473489430219.post-5519770089236273567</id><published>2008-06-04T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T02:38:28.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I am a liberal</title><summary type='text'>Forgive me if this wanders off the point. I know I have something important to say, but I am not entirely sure what shape it is going to take.I've been reading, recently, about homeschooling. Specifically a few Catholic homeschool blogs, which I stumbled upon because their educational philosophies resonated with mine. I quickly noticed that a large proportion of homeschoolers seem to be Catholic,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/5519770089236273567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/5519770089236273567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-i-am-liberal.html' title='Why I am a liberal'/><author><name>ilovejunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03772099115006553166</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-4428663473489430219.post-2691447254392723463</id><published>2008-02-01T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T17:40:09.096-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='closet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cabbage patch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vinyl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>My closet: The final frontier</title><summary type='text'>  Most people dread cleaning out storage areas. It's an annoying chore, especially since these tend to be the places where we throw things we have no clue what to do with. This was certainly true in this case. However, digging through all the ugly shirts my ex left behind and all the random boxes I saved for unclear reasons, I found a lot of stuff I forgot I had. Much of it is really awesome, or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/2691447254392723463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/2691447254392723463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-closet-final-frontier.html' title='My closet: The final frontier'/><author><name>ilovejunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03772099115006553166</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-4428663473489430219.post-1325849047219542878</id><published>2008-01-16T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T12:26:46.723-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='immigration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Law School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affirmative action'/><title type='text'>Cry more, whitey</title><summary type='text'>My fists clench and quiver with desire to connect with the eye sockets of people who blame their inability to achieve admission to their school of choice because "there was no more room for a white guy like me!"I don't understand it when people assume they would have been next in line for admission were it not for the 2% of admitted students who are minorities. If you were riding that fine of a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/1325849047219542878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/1325849047219542878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/2008/01/cry-more-whitey.html' title='Cry more, whitey'/><author><name>Saucy Neptunian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00827950307152457469</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-4428663473489430219.post-6980101189281154877</id><published>2008-01-02T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T17:59:37.165-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Anyone but Hillary!</title><summary type='text'>I generally want to rub a herpes-infected pantyliner on the faces of people who say "anyone but Hillary." I'm personally hoping Obama wins; I'm not a huge Clinton fan myself. However, people who would vote for Huckabee, a chimpanzee, or a lukewarm plate of jell-o over Hillary, and then say "it's not because she's a woman" are both idiots and liars.Well, not exactly liars. Such people claim their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/feeds/6980101189281154877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428663473489430219&amp;postID=6980101189281154877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/6980101189281154877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/6980101189281154877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/2008/01/anyone-but-hillary.html' title='Anyone but Hillary!'/><author><name>Saucy Neptunian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00827950307152457469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428663473489430219.post-2056279153153851548</id><published>2007-12-25T07:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T16:28:28.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS LOOT</title><summary type='text'>Here is my list of assorted Christmas crap. It is a huge haul, but I bought several of the things for myself including the DS, and I also gave out like a billion dollars worth of crap.VIDEO GAMES-Nintendo DS Lite in crimson/black-Legend of Zelda: Phantom Hourglass (DS)-Super Mario 64 (DS)-Brain Age (DS)-SingStar 80s bundle (PS2)-The Sims 2 Nightlife expansion pack (PC)DVDs-The Simpsons season 9 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/2056279153153851548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/2056279153153851548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-loot.html' title='CHRISTMAS LOOT'/><author><name>ilovejunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03772099115006553166</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-4428663473489430219.post-4170450097117076011</id><published>2007-11-20T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T10:34:14.416-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='herpes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hatred'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chewing in class'/><title type='text'>Ode to the guy who chews ice in every class</title><summary type='text'>Oh guy who watches youtube in class and chews ice every dayLittle do you know I dream of ways to make you paySometimes I imagine your head exploding, sometimes your entirety--If only spitballs in grad school weren't such an improprietyMaybe one day your constant mastication will ruin your teethYour karmic destiny will be fulfilled for causing your classmates griefHow could anyone not realize that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/feeds/4170450097117076011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428663473489430219&amp;postID=4170450097117076011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/4170450097117076011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/4170450097117076011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/2007/11/ode-to-guy-who-chews-ice-in-every-class.html' title='Ode to the guy who chews ice in every class'/><author><name>Saucy Neptunian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00827950307152457469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428663473489430219.post-251397959796533025</id><published>2007-11-09T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:34:30.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If hindsight is 20/20, nostalgia is 20/10 with sparkly 3D effects</title><summary type='text'>I was thinking about the concept of nostalgia the other day. Most people are nostalgic about something or another. Generations tend to hold on to their own different things - baby boomers often seem to get caught in their high school lives for some reason.Many people from my own generation, myself included, refer to ourselves as "children of the 80s". Now, as a lover of many things 80s, I have no</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/251397959796533025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/251397959796533025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/2007/11/if-hindsight-is-2020-nostalgia-is-2010.html' title='If hindsight is 20/20, nostalgia is 20/10 with sparkly 3D effects'/><author><name>ilovejunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03772099115006553166</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-4428663473489430219.post-8034255206086976909</id><published>2007-11-08T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T21:57:11.233-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fire starter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retribution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='california fires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punishment'/><title type='text'>Pay the piper! Rabble rabble rabble!</title><summary type='text'>So, it turns out that a ten year old boy was one of the fire starters in California. I think my opinion on this matter confirms that I am a total hippie, and not a huge retributivist. I really don't see how people can froth at the mouth wanting to severely punish this kid.I don't think kids necessarily don't know what they are doing. I don't think kids should escape punishment for being total </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/feeds/8034255206086976909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428663473489430219&amp;postID=8034255206086976909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/8034255206086976909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/8034255206086976909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/2007/11/pay-piper-rabble-rabble-rabble.html' title='Pay the piper! Rabble rabble rabble!'/><author><name>Saucy Neptunian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00827950307152457469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428663473489430219.post-3987327126670496821</id><published>2007-10-30T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T12:20:15.710-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chivalry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holding open doors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courtesy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valor'/><title type='text'>NO U</title><summary type='text'>It really really annoys me when I hold a door open for a guy, you know, because I was AT the door first and it's a common goddamned courtesy, and he insists that I walk through first. Oh noes! I could not possibly allow a woman to hold a door open for me! My nutsack might fall off! I'll open a door for anyone, man woman hermaphrodite or child, if I get there first, and usually people do the same </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/feeds/3987327126670496821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428663473489430219&amp;postID=3987327126670496821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/3987327126670496821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/3987327126670496821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-u.html' title='NO U'/><author><name>Saucy Neptunian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00827950307152457469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428663473489430219.post-3016843382767580924</id><published>2007-10-28T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T13:52:13.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holes in a cardboard box - the greates invention of our time.</title><summary type='text'>I guess I'm a little bit amazed by KFC's latest advertising campaign. I'm amazed by advertising in general. I mean I said "KFC" and not "Kentucky Fried Chicken" in the first place, because they want you to associate their product with an acronym, and not the word fried, which clogs arteries. Same product, but without the word fried your heart attack induced by blubber-laden arteries is postponed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/feeds/3016843382767580924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428663473489430219&amp;postID=3016843382767580924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/3016843382767580924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/3016843382767580924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/2007/10/holes-in-cardboard-box-greates.html' title='Holes in a cardboard box - the greates invention of our time.'/><author><name>Saucy Neptunian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00827950307152457469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428663473489430219.post-4569910963359806735</id><published>2007-10-26T15:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T10:42:14.088-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='professions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pirates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resumes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AIM emoticons'/><title type='text'>Avast ye scalliwags! Me new career be pilliagin' and plunderin' booty!</title><summary type='text'>So, I was trying to figure out how to determine what percentage of 120 is 50.4 and how to set up and solve such problems when I was distracted by finding new AIM icons. I hardly ever use AIM, but somehow browsing their emoticons became more pressing than studying for a huge test I will be taking in about 23 days.I like how the pirate emoticons are under the "professions" category. I wouldn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/feeds/4569910963359806735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428663473489430219&amp;postID=4569910963359806735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/4569910963359806735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/4569910963359806735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/2007/10/avast-ye-scalliwags-me-new-career-be.html' title='Avast ye scalliwags! Me new career be pilliagin&apos; and plunderin&apos; booty!'/><author><name>Saucy Neptunian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00827950307152457469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428663473489430219.post-7685071299374762256</id><published>2007-10-25T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T14:25:49.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vice president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Law School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elitism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t ask don&apos;t tell'/><title type='text'>Are there going to be any questions about pixies on the exam?</title><summary type='text'>I was searching for articles online about quitting law school, as I am wont to do as I completely ignore lecture in order to remain awake, and I saw a really poignant comment on one of them in response to someone asking whether he should attend law school. The comment was:"         You can get the flavor of law from the posts on this topic. If you go to one of the top 10 law schools and are in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/feeds/7685071299374762256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428663473489430219&amp;postID=7685071299374762256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/7685071299374762256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/7685071299374762256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-was-searching-for-articles-online.html' title='Are there going to be any questions about pixies on the exam?'/><author><name>Saucy Neptunian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00827950307152457469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428663473489430219.post-2263708094188693813</id><published>2007-10-24T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T19:20:14.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dorms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moonshine'/><title type='text'>Private college = total waste</title><summary type='text'>Finally I'm posting something on here, partly because I have some advice for the unwashed masses, but mostly because I like the idea of living without acid crotch. Since Tuna Sammich has been mostly writing about law school, I thought I'd share some of my experiences at an overpriced, overrated, private liberal arts college.Let me preface this by saying that, occasionally, there are reasons to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/2263708094188693813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/2263708094188693813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/2007/10/private-college-total-waste.html' title='Private college = total waste'/><author><name>ilovejunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03772099115006553166</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-4428663473489430219.post-1494665081822410537</id><published>2007-10-24T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T15:29:21.155-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parental pressure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GRE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multiplication tables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><title type='text'>GRE Resources for Dummies</title><summary type='text'>So. . . it's pretty much official that all knowledge of basic math I once had has fled and has probably been replaced with knowledge of the intricacies of World of Warcraft and Wii Bowling--with Super Smash Bros. Brawl soon to follow.So where is one to go to re-learn about thirteen years worth of math all over again? My Barron's guide pretty much assumes that you know most everything and you need</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/feeds/1494665081822410537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428663473489430219&amp;postID=1494665081822410537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/1494665081822410537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/1494665081822410537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/2007/10/gre-resources-for-dummies.html' title='GRE Resources for Dummies'/><author><name>Saucy Neptunian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00827950307152457469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428663473489430219.post-3199922507841323791</id><published>2007-10-23T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T10:05:12.547-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Law School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaplan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GRE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgetting'/><title type='text'>In one ear and out the other</title><summary type='text'>Man, studying for the GRE is rough when you don't remember a damned thing about basic math. I seriously forgot how to divide by a decimal and took a while to remember how. Once I took that one requisite math class in order to get my piss easy political science degree, I never did any math again. If I had to add 3 to 5 I employed the brain of my husband. Anyway, hopefully I can learn enough to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/feeds/3199922507841323791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428663473489430219&amp;postID=3199922507841323791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/3199922507841323791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/3199922507841323791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-one-ear-and-out-other.html' title='In one ear and out the other'/><author><name>Saucy Neptunian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00827950307152457469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428663473489430219.post-3312307794039812742</id><published>2007-10-22T17:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T08:50:05.527-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random babbling'/><title type='text'>Popping the blog cherry</title><summary type='text'>So, everyone and his or her monkey's uncle is blogging now a days. I'm starting one because I'm actually bookmarking a ton of them as a compilation of evidence as to why quitting law school is an entirely sane choice for me.So, a little bit of background about me that should leave me safely anonymous, should some miracle happen and someone decides to read this godforsaken blog. I'm a second year </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/feeds/3312307794039812742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428663473489430219&amp;postID=3312307794039812742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/3312307794039812742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428663473489430219/posts/default/3312307794039812742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spacellama.blogspot.com/2007/10/popping-blog-cherry.html' title='Popping the blog cherry'/><author><name>Saucy Neptunian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00827950307152457469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
