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	<title>sotto voce</title>
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		<title>sorry, you cannot have my digits</title>
		<description>	Just got picked up on the highway today. I&#8217;m serious. This hot guy in a black Jeep Wrangler kept pulling in front of me and then moved to the left lane and kept his speed so that I could catch up to him. At first I was ignoring it, but ...</description>
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		<title>whaddya know&#8230;</title>
		<description>	there&#8217;s a small chance I won&#8217;t be going to school this semester / this year. Looks like I misinterpreted certain info and let&#8217;s just say I might have to shell out 60K for this f-in degree. I already have a very generous sponsor (read: my husband) who&#8217;s willing to invest ...</description>
		<link>http://ahsel.blogsome.com/2009/08/22/whaddya-know/</link>
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		<description>	Sleepy but sleepless, because:&nbsp;1. worried I might have accidentally poisoned him with the wild mushroom I picked with L last week. The mushroom have passed L&#8217;s parents&#8217; inspection (who&#8217;re mushroom experts by virtue of being Russian), still I doubt their edibility. Am determined to not sleep so I can check ...</description>
		<link>http://ahsel.blogsome.com/2009/08/10/506/</link>
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		<title>prepare plan b through infinity</title>
		<description>	I&#8217;m not worrying. I figure I&#8217;ll make the choice when it&#8217;s finally time to decide. But my mind warned me that this was the same mistake I made the last time: keeping all the doors open instead of focusing on one. This time I&#8217;m going to make a compromise. I&#8217;m ...</description>
		<link>http://ahsel.blogsome.com/2009/05/15/prepare-plan-b-through-infinity/</link>
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		<title>requiescat in pace</title>
		<description>	One of her best friends is (was?) one of my best friends in school, but I never really hung out with her. She was abroad when I became close to this common friend of ours. After I started dating Andrew, I found out that he hooked up with her a ...</description>
		<link>http://ahsel.blogsome.com/2009/05/07/requiescat-in-pace/</link>
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		<title>this never-ending circus is making me sick</title>
		<description>	&quot;Ngga tau diri&#8230; Gue tuh ngga tau diri banget sih!&quot;I tried explaining to Andrew what &quot;ngga tau diri&quot; means. Insolent? Audacious? Unashamed? I can&#8217;t find the right word for it. It&#8217;s a phrase that describes someone who doesn&#8217;t know his/her place. He sneered at my definition. &quot;Who on earth defines ...</description>
		<link>http://ahsel.blogsome.com/2009/05/04/this-never-ending-circus-is-making-me-sick/</link>
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		<title>step aside, the diarrhea is coming</title>
		<description>	The good news didn&#8217;t come as a joyful surprise, more like an unintrusive period at the end of a sentence. I should be happy because my hardwork (what hardwork?) paid off. Despite my lack of experience, I was deemed competent to enter the program. But I&#8217;m not &quot;happy&quot;. I was ...</description>
		<link>http://ahsel.blogsome.com/2009/05/01/step-aside-the-diarrhea-is-coming/</link>
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		<title>one more</title>
		<description> I&#8217;ve another week before the end of this purgatory. Until then, I believe I&#8217;m going to disappoint everyone around me.  It&#8217;s difficult to live when you&#8217;re surrounded by this fog of uncertainty. I&#8217;m moody, I&#8217;m easily pissed off, I&#8217;m on edge every minute of the day (to the ...</description>
		<link>http://ahsel.blogsome.com/2009/04/23/one-more/</link>
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		<title>my holey molar</title>
		<description>	Just had a root canal on one of my molars and half of my face is numb. it feels like i have a secret pouch on my left cheek where i store grains and what-nots.I love my dentist. He&#8217;s so metrosexual and funny. While we&#8217;re waiting for the novocaine to ...</description>
		<link>http://ahsel.blogsome.com/2009/04/09/my-holey-molar/</link>
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		<title>mediocrity</title>
		<description>	All&#8217;s well &#8211; albeit being on the slow side.
I quit my job last week. It was liberating and stressful at the same time. It&#8217;s awesome to not have the commute anymore and to be able to set my own schedule (very important if you&#8217;re slightly ADD like me), but the ...</description>
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