<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492</id><updated>2007-10-03T15:12:54.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>unsexy design</title><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>245</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-4056600420169447554</id><published>2007-10-03T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T15:12:54.563-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Cable and Vodka</title><content type='html'>Can someone please tell me what the correlation is between what type of cable you have and how often you drink Vodka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep getting these e-poll surveys about what I watch an what networks and what kind of Vodka I drink and how much and when.... I just finished my, like, 4th survey pertaining to the subject matter.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2007/10/cable-and-vodka.html' title='Cable and Vodka'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=4056600420169447554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/4056600420169447554'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/4056600420169447554'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-4181916836582227981</id><published>2007-09-07T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T13:29:53.340-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='douche bag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindless'/><title type='text'>It's one of those days</title><content type='html'>Where you...&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna work&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna go outside&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna eat&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna read&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna surf the internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you just don't wanna exist - but not in a depressing woe-is-me kind of way... just a matter of factly don't wanna do shit kind of way.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2007/09/its-one-of-those-days.html' title='It&apos;s one of those days'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=4181916836582227981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/4181916836582227981'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/4181916836582227981'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-4728621538834249207</id><published>2007-08-28T20:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T20:47:52.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>shit son - haven't done this in a while</title><content type='html'>What can I say - I've been busy. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.domesticpirates.com"&gt;Domestic Pirates&lt;/a&gt; for the other site that occupies my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past two months or so I have become a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; junkie, weekend shindigger, bikini clad sun worshiper, avid book reader and new pug owner. Not to mention my workings with the &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=221930746"&gt;Bodagendogg Bros.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and drop in on my little pug buddy &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=236216885"&gt;Pedro&lt;/a&gt;. He likes new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside of all that - I got nothin' bitches.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2007/08/httpwwwbloggercomimggllinkgifshit-son.html' title='shit son - haven&apos;t done this in a while'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=4728621538834249207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/4728621538834249207'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/4728621538834249207'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-4579883570635547817</id><published>2007-06-12T07:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T07:30:23.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>how does that saying go?</title><content type='html'>Knowledge is power... Right?&lt;br /&gt;See, what they forget to tell you is that sometimes this "power" that is assumed through knowledge has the power to cause you headaches, anxiety, welling anger and overall frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck knowledge - fuck power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IGNORANCE IS BLISS!</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2007/06/how-does-that-saying-go.html' title='how does that saying go?'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=4579883570635547817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/4579883570635547817'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/4579883570635547817'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-9183448413266716191</id><published>2007-04-04T06:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T14:56:29.373-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morning delights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='douche bag'/><title type='text'>close encounters of the douche bag kind</title><content type='html'>This morning I had a real delight, I got to witness a fine example of total and utter douche baggery. Here is how it went down -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train came into South Attleboro this morning and normally you see the same people every day - the usuals, if you will. Well as the train is slowing down this guy was peeking out of the door. I never saw this guy before, he was dressed in a blue pinstripe suit and he had blond shorter highlighted hair and the overall first impression of him when I saw him was - douche. He screamed it without saying a word. When the train was almost stopped but still going at a considerable pace he jumped off. You know, kinda like the train conductors do, except they are smart enough to know that the train was going too fast still to jump off at the point which he did. Never mind all the practice they must get in a day. As he jumped off the train with brief case in hand he took a grad A - class act spill. He looked like a total idiot. He obviously underestimated the amount of steps he would have to take to regain his balance quickly enough while getting off the train. It was the type of fall that he was actually rolling uncontrollably from the momentum of the fall. He rolled so quite uncontrollably in fact that he started to roll back toward the train with his legs flailing way too close to the underneath. What struck me as odd and what made him seem like even more of a douche was that his briefcase was old school style and crappy looking and he had it attached to a matching navy blue shoe string that wrapped around his wrist. Upon closer inspection his suit didn't look fantastic either. He picked himself up, brushed off, laughed - said he was OK (not that either I or the guy next to me had asked) and ran off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here I am trying as hard as hell to not laugh out loud. Then thinking to myself as I got on the train - wouldn't that have been something if his foot did get caught under the train, though maybe that would have been a bit messy. Not to mention that I would have then had to dutifully call 911. Because at that point stepping over him, careful not to slip in any possible pools of blood, and laughing quietly to myself would probably not have been a viable option. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story - it doesn't pay to look cool jumping off a train and that no matter what you still look like a fucking douche bag.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2007/04/close-encounters-of-douche-bag-kind.html' title='close encounters of the douche bag kind'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=9183448413266716191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/9183448413266716191'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/9183448413266716191'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-2555123206120703227</id><published>2007-03-13T14:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T14:22:40.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At first when I see you cry...</title><content type='html'>I &lt;3 &lt;a href="http://www.lilyallenmusic.com/"&gt;Lily Allen&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2007/03/at-first-when-i-see-you-cry.html' title='At first when I see you cry...'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=2555123206120703227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/2555123206120703227'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/2555123206120703227'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-1830287578777021458</id><published>2007-02-01T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T16:24:03.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nappy Nap</title><content type='html'>Ok - I am still alive!  EXTREMELY TIRED - but alive!&lt;br /&gt;I officially joined our company's gym downstairs. Starting Monday, I am gonna turn into the most sveltest bitch you ain't ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also - been devouring books like nobody's business (well for me anyway). Currently,  I am enjoying Red Dragon.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2007/02/nappy-nap.html' title='Nappy Nap'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=1830287578777021458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/1830287578777021458'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/1830287578777021458'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-1523918632121063580</id><published>2007-01-21T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T18:47:27.539-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birfday love</title><content type='html'>I had a super slammin' birthday.... click below for some picty-doos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/unsexy/364782503/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/162/364782503_96211819bf_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="double shocker" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2007/01/birfday-love.html' title='Birfday love'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=1523918632121063580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/1523918632121063580'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/1523918632121063580'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-2807344897931596860</id><published>2007-01-12T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T23:32:48.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>gimme some art yo</title><content type='html'>So... in a night of boredom I have gone art hunting here are two that have met my fancy for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audrey-kawasaki.com/2007/index.php"&gt;Audrey Kawasaki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.unsexydesign.com/uploaded_images/05-aisai1-773283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.unsexydesign.com/uploaded_images/05-aisai1-771967.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stuntkid.com"&gt;Stuntkid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.unsexydesign.com/uploaded_images/hottness3-787308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.unsexydesign.com/uploaded_images/hottness3-785922.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2007/01/gimme-some-art-yo.html' title='gimme some art yo'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=2807344897931596860&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/2807344897931596860'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/2807344897931596860'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-2042500635383709760</id><published>2007-01-09T18:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T19:00:00.691-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flickr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>NYE Pictures</title><content type='html'>Oh did I party hard on NYE... unintentionally that is...&lt;br /&gt;here as some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/unsexy/352186458/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/156/352186458_71e251bd2f_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="nugs for life" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2007/01/nye-pictures.html' title='NYE Pictures'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=2042500635383709760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/2042500635383709760'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/2042500635383709760'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-3192702035547958456</id><published>2007-01-07T19:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T19:10:21.176-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='better than sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pocket book'/><title type='text'>nothing more wanted</title><content type='html'>While out and about this weekend I came across a pocket book that instantly made my jaw drop and nearly wet myself with delight. There is NOTHING I want more in the world than something from this collection: &lt;a href="http://www.lesportsac.com/external/tokidoki/tokidoki_winter.html"&gt;Tokidoki LeSportsac Collection&lt;/a&gt; as you may have figured, I am in favor of Naughty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I gotta say is with a design like that fuck Coach.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2007/01/nothing-more-wanted_07.html' title='nothing more wanted'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=3192702035547958456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/3192702035547958456'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/3192702035547958456'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-5031534329619698204</id><published>2007-01-04T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T19:11:29.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>hmmmm... ?</title><content type='html'>I dunno, should I be insulted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/libertine.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2007/01/hmmmm.html' title='hmmmm... ?'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=5031534329619698204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/5031534329619698204'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/5031534329619698204'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-7985230323533239306</id><published>2007-01-03T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T09:02:06.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I suppose I do have New Year's resolutions</title><content type='html'>Ok, so everyone has New Year's resolutions so I may just implement some of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be healthier &lt;/strong&gt;- I am well on my way to that, I will not add lose weight cause that is what I am already doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be more complimentary &lt;/strong&gt;- until late I never realize how good it was to be complimentary to someone, not only does it make them feel good, I think it improves everyone overall mood. That is, if it is genuine of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Practice more restraint &lt;/strong&gt;- in the respect that I tend to share thoughts and comments with a great number of people. I recognize this is not necessarily a bad thing but I am under the belief that I am gonna say something to a bunch of people and it is gonna come back to bite me in the ass. I like to call it over share and I would like to practice restraint in that. I recognize that this is a bit of strange resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do stuffs that I have not done before&lt;/strong&gt; - there are a great many things that I have not done in my life. For example I have never been ice skating. I have never made a tart. I have never sang karaoke. See, so those are at least three things I can do in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be more socially outgoing &lt;/strong&gt;- I feel socially inept in larger groups or situations. When in my own social circle I have no problems managing. The second there are strangers though, I feel the need to run and hide and just watch them instead of mingle with them. I will have 2 main prime opportunities to practice this with the two weddings I have this spring. One of which I am in so there is an obligation in some respect to be more social and then the one that I am going to where I will fight the tendency to stay at my table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wear more skits/dresses &lt;/strong&gt;- There is no excuse for me not to sport a skirt or a dress now and again. I just never do it.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2007/01/i-suppose-i-do-have-new-years.html' title='I suppose I do have New Year&apos;s resolutions'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=7985230323533239306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/7985230323533239306'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/7985230323533239306'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-1416916823991492954</id><published>2007-01-02T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T12:12:40.333-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>LOVE IT</title><content type='html'>So, I know I may be late on this bandwagon but this is some funny ass shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1dmVU08zVpA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1dmVU08zVpA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2007/01/love-it.html' title='LOVE IT'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=1416916823991492954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/1416916823991492954'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/1416916823991492954'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-2895343783244734799</id><published>2007-01-01T00:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T00:58:56.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>holy shit 2007</title><content type='html'>wow... dick clark is on his last legs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan seacrest's new years rockin' eve 2007... is that what we have lookin' foward too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck that shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year slutz! many kisses and hugs!</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2007/01/holy-shit-2007.html' title='holy shit 2007'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=2895343783244734799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/2895343783244734799'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/2895343783244734799'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-1023240972369880159</id><published>2006-12-29T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T23:27:54.784-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flickr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tcitb'/><title type='text'>very merry tcitb christmas</title><content type='html'>Hey, check out the pictures from the TCITB christmas party. I still need to go out and buy some more aluminum foil though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/unsexy/338092954/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/133/338092954_ecf13b79fe_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="my meggy &amp; me" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2006/12/very-merry-tcitb-christmas.html' title='very merry tcitb christmas'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=1023240972369880159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/1023240972369880159'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/1023240972369880159'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-4288427684332198991</id><published>2006-12-28T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T09:49:10.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>one last sharing</title><content type='html'>OK I think I have flitted about the office and e-mailed a few here and there about it. My current WW status is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;I have made my 10% goal this week - I'll be gettin' my trinket next wed.&lt;br /&gt;I am down 22 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;I am happily - giddily even - sporting a size 12 jean today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In celebration I got to the mall tonight to hit up VS's Semi-Annual Sale... how can one resist?</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2006/12/one-last-sharing.html' title='one last sharing'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=4288427684332198991&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/4288427684332198991'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/4288427684332198991'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-3805234217345488889</id><published>2006-12-27T09:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T09:15:30.356-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ticky-tock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>the magical wonder of the ticky-tock</title><content type='html'>I have survived Xmas (yes, I am taking the christ out) virtually unscathed. Sunday night dinner was as expected - a 5 course extravaganza of uncomfortableness. I ate like the little piggy I am deep down inside and regretted it afterward. Monday morning we had to wake up earlier than I would have preferred so that my Ooosband and I could exchange gifts and enjoy each other's company before traipsing off on our chock-full day of events.  That was THE most enjoyable part of the day! I wanted to just stay in my PJ's all day and watch movies and play with our gifts at home. I felt under the weather for most of the day. Then we got home at a reasonable hour and spent some time doing some of the stuff we would have rather done, I read and he played his new Metal Slug Anthology. Then off to bed to dream our happy little dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big question... what sweet little presents did I get?&lt;br /&gt;iPod video (total surprise and very happy)&lt;br /&gt;Neato book of old-school kitchen remedies&lt;br /&gt;Money&lt;br /&gt;Some knifty CD's&lt;br /&gt;2 really nice knives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, now for the story of the magical ticky-tock, which has since been remedied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began Friday night. While at the ever delightful and always fabulous home of Erin &amp; JP. I had conversed with a little pregers lady and she was nice and pleasant and that is when the ticky tocked. I started thinking to myself that maybe it wouldn't be all that bad to be a slight bit pregers. I was also starting to wonder because the monthly plague was not acting up in it normal manner. Which is curious since it is usually reliably un-reliable. Moving on to Sunday night while at my parents house. We are all gathered around the tree exchanging gifts and the theme continued, first with a joke and then with a not so joke type gift. My dearest brother of mine (my only one for that matter) who is a continuous hound for niece or nephew decided to gift to me the 'Consumer's Guide to Baby Products', we all had a good laugh. Then my father gifted to me a piece from my favorite collectible series, Snowbabies. The figure was a stork delivering a baby Snowbaby. He explained how he could not resist.  I understand well and good the nature of these gifts and this caused a small pang of guilt. I do realize that my family would be oh so pleased if such a momentous occasion were to happen. Monday night however, while I was in the presence of a pair of 6 year old twins. Running screaming and not listening to a word their parents had to say - It was over - crushed to little bitty ticky-tocky pieces.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2006/12/magical-wonder-of-ticky-tock.html' title='the magical wonder of the ticky-tock'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=3805234217345488889&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/3805234217345488889'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/3805234217345488889'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-6745970753979420078</id><published>2006-12-19T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T13:27:01.155-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheesy pick up lines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>oblivious</title><content type='html'>I finished Something Blue! AMAZING!  I figured why break the trend so now I am reading Wicked. I heard so many good things about it.&lt;br /&gt;Funny little story:&lt;br /&gt;I was reading my book on the train this morning when the train conductor approached me and asked if I like the book so far (btw I am only like 3 chapters in). I stated that I did and we had exchanged a few thoughts on the book... a solid 3-4 minute conversation. Then he asks "Do you take this train often" I said yes and he then indicated that he would check in with me again. Not until after while I was walking to work did it hit me, "do you take this train often" sounds like one of those funny classic cheesy pick up lines! Then it occurred to me that maybe he was hitting on me?  I mean I was my usual over smiley self and he was rather young (not like the old hardened or overweight conductors you see) and relatively attractive (but SO not my type) and quite smiley himself.  You have to bear in mind people, that I - in all honesty - have never really been "hit on", I mean I talk to guys but if they were hitting on me I was COMPLETELY OBLIVIOUS to it.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2006/12/oblivious.html' title='oblivious'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=6745970753979420078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/6745970753979420078'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/6745970753979420078'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-116621605568404854</id><published>2006-12-15T15:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T16:03:28.801-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weight Watchers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>alive and wasting away</title><content type='html'>I know, it's been forever since I last posted. I think I am pretty much all posted out, despite the fact that there are things to talk about. Let's start with a Weight Watchers update. I have been following the flex plan like a good little girl and to date have lost 16.8 lbs. I am only 3 lbs away from my 10% goal. Hopefully I will reach that within the next 2 weeks. The one defining moment so far that made me realize that I did indeed loose a good amount of weight? After stuffing my self completely out at TGI Fridays (for the record I ended up only eating a quarter of my dish before I was stuffed) I happened to look down and realized that I could not see my belly beyond the girls! That was my defining moment - odd as it may sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I finished reading Something Borrowed and have now moved on to Something Blue. For me, I ripped through that book effortlessly - I was quite surprised. I suck at reading cause I don't do it enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to Christmas... Sadly the spirit has not been with me as it has been in the past. My home is semi-decorated but yet it still feels undecorated. I must have a festive home for the Christmas shin-dig tomorrow night... So off to Kmart to get some fabulously TACKY decor. I am still on a hunt for mistletoe. This has been such a hard thing to come by. What better excuse to kiss all my guests than strategically placed mistletoe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I have come to the complete and total conclusion that I want something that comes in that signature blue box. Now, I doubt I will get this blue box for Christmas or my birthday even - but maybe I will get it for myself if I reach my goal weight. I will even make them gift up all happy like.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2006/12/alive-and-wasting-away.html' title='alive and wasting away'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=116621605568404854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/116621605568404854'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/116621605568404854'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-116532376080729413</id><published>2006-12-05T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T08:02:40.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks for pointing it out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.unsexydesign.com/uploaded_images/sb-792490.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.unsexydesign.com/uploaded_images/sb-790710.bmp" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So after a nice relaxing night at Borders shopping for gifts, which by the way Christmas 2006 is the year of the book for me. I decided I needed something for myself. Paroosing the display tables I decided to pick up Something Borrowed. Normally if I am looking for a book I look for something historical or historical fictiony like. This time I decided to be daring, well in truth the cover just really caught my eye. So, while on the train this morning I decided to crack it open. Since I am a slow reader, I only made it to page 4 (bear in mind my train ride is only about 8 min. or so). Within' those 4 pages I have been thoroughly discouraged, not with with the book mind you, but dwelling on turning 30. I mean I haven't really thought of it nor have I ever at any age ever dwelled upon the fact that I will turn 30. Now that my birthday is around the corner (January 20th folks - It's a Saturday night and I am *not* planning my own birthday party this year) I spent my day so far thinking about the big 3-0, granted I will only be turning 27 but still, that will only be 3 years away. I swear I am destined for a super huge mid-life crisis. I spent my prime years sitting inside watching tv and getting fat (literally). Now that I am a slight bit older I think that maybe I should have spent that time doing what people that age do... drink and partake in all kinds of fun (broad range of fun here people).   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::sigh:: Hopefully this book will not spend the entire time dwelling on how you get old and useless.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2006/12/thanks-for-pointing-it-out.html' title='thanks for pointing it out'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=116532376080729413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/116532376080729413'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/116532376080729413'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-116511454902513795</id><published>2006-12-02T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T22:02:36.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You forgot about him, didn't you?</title><content type='html'>One of the more guilty pleasures in traveling to my most favoritest vacation spot ever? &lt;a href="http://www.tesh.com"&gt;John Tesh&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes folks - he is alive and well and has a radio show. I don't have access to this great radio program back at my home base but in NH he is there for me, giving me intelligence for my life. If not for John Tesh who else would tell me that I should choose the credit option when give the option of credit or debit. Who else would tell me that I need to store my olive oil in the fridge and my coffee in the cupboard (NOT the freezer of fridge). Who ELSE will tell me that when choosing the cleanest possible bathroom stall, it should be the first one?!? Who can I count on if not for Tesh? &lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I missed the deadline to join him on his Intelligence for you life cruise. Maybe next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and for the record, there are still hotels out there that have the beds fold down out of the wall. I only thought that only happened on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Moat Mountain Brewery:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/unsexy/312481117/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/107/312481117_174087d6fd.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="Oh so loverly" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/unsexy/312481051/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/116/312481051_6ed8d20542.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="tasty selections" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psst... I &lt;3 the belgian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/unsexy/312481022/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/111/312481022_e242062aa5.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="my lunch" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/unsexy/312481193/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/111/312481193_ed0e5178f0.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="the rest of my lunch" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/unsexy/312481219/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/122/312481219_e238ce2aa3.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="Shazam" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scaries image of the weekend brought to you courtesy of The Christmas Loft:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/unsexy/312481242/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/111/312481242_abf6409753.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="Ready for love" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2006/12/you-forgot-about-him-didnt-you.html' title='You forgot about him, didn&apos;t you?'/><link rel='related' href='http://www.tesh.com' title='You forgot about him, didn&apos;t you?'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=116511454902513795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/116511454902513795'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/116511454902513795'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-116465365816836858</id><published>2006-11-27T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T13:54:18.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>long weekend in a nutshell</title><content type='html'>Thursday - waltzed into my mothers home for turkey dinner with complete and total disregard for anything closely relating points or diet. It turned out to be a long and arduous day of pretending not to be insulted or hurt and otherwise trying to ignore the perceived feeling of being on "the shit list" put forth by at least 1/2 of my family. Finally when the dust settled I decided that I would stay the night at my mothers and also discovered that in my perceived feelings, I was not alone. It was confirmed by my immediate family that there was an apparent feeling of "off-ness" and it was directed toward me. I know why, and not for nothing I really don't think it is justified on their end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - spent the entire day at my mothers laying around and napping. I really did quite enjoy doing a whole lot of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Put up our christmas lights and christmas tree, spent the rest of the afternoon playing Zelda. Topped the evening off with some chinese food and a trip to the mall. More specifically Victoria's Secret where I was able to buy some ultra happy hipster undies. FINALLY I can fit into their size L (their hipsters don't come in XL). It was good feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Sat around some more, planned my baking strategies and played some more Zelda. Topped the evening with a viewing of Breakfast at Tiffany's, which I had never ever seen before. It was OK, not super duper fantastic though.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2006/11/long-weekend-in-nutshell.html' title='long weekend in a nutshell'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=116465365816836858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/116465365816836858'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/116465365816836858'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-116455486628513348</id><published>2006-11-26T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T10:27:46.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>commence zi planning</title><content type='html'>I love to make baked gifts at christmas. I plan ahead, make the dough ahead and then cook them babies up last minute for the most freshest, most deliciousness you could ever imagine. Where do I find most my recipe's? Well either from dear old Martha OR &lt;a href="http://www.christmas-cookie.com"&gt;Christmas-Cookie.com&lt;/a&gt; this is a great site with HUNDREDS of recipe's and user reviews.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2006/11/commence-zi-planning.html' title='commence zi planning'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=116455486628513348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/116455486628513348'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/116455486628513348'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976492.post-116451021810133855</id><published>2006-11-25T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T22:03:38.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i love christmas lights</title><content type='html'>Finally we put up our christmas lights... YAY&lt;br /&gt;I wil bring you more details from Thanksgiving and maybe even some pictures in the week comming.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/2006/11/i-love-christmas-lights.html' title='i love christmas lights'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7976492&amp;postID=116451021810133855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.unsexydesign.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/116451021810133855'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7976492/posts/default/116451021810133855'/><author><name>shannoxx</name></author></entry></feed>