<?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-24616304</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:51:05.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't take Offense</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09577996840747125362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azIkqk3uAQY/SQsKJQ-dWiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qgG-p4N5QFU/S220/Mori+Avatar.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24616304.post-3280455965349848365</id><published>2006-10-17T19:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T19:58:53.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just felt a need to share that Jan is being bitchy again.  One of these days I'm going to go off on her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24616304-3280455965349848365?l=donttakeoffense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/feeds/3280455965349848365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24616304&amp;postID=3280455965349848365' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/3280455965349848365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/3280455965349848365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-felt-need-to-share-that-jan-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09577996840747125362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azIkqk3uAQY/SQsKJQ-dWiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qgG-p4N5QFU/S220/Mori+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24616304.post-5247026163258914518</id><published>2006-09-28T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T09:16:57.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenge</title><content type='html'>I just got my revenge on my evil bitchy coworker.  She is stuck with the French chick that cannot understand English.  And she's messing up too.  I want to laugh so damn hard it's not even funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24616304-5247026163258914518?l=donttakeoffense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/feeds/5247026163258914518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24616304&amp;postID=5247026163258914518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/5247026163258914518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/5247026163258914518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/2006/09/revenge.html' title='Revenge'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09577996840747125362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azIkqk3uAQY/SQsKJQ-dWiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qgG-p4N5QFU/S220/Mori+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24616304.post-2847131671175980265</id><published>2006-09-26T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T14:13:03.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work, Not Bliss</title><content type='html'>Work has been going pretty good for the last few weeks. It was going from busy to absolutely nothing, but that's normal for this time of year. I can generally handle that fairly well.&lt;br /&gt;It's really the coworkers that make my job Heaven or Hell. Well, today it isn't heavenly bliss. One of my coworkers has went into the bitchy 'I'm not talking to Cory' phase again. She had been that way for a few weeks a while back, but for the last couple of weeks she's been real friendly and talking to me and everything. I don't think she has said three full sentences to me today. She is generally ignoring me when possible. And when not possible. I would think it's something with me except that everyone else in the office is treating me the same way they always do. And I don't recall doing anything to her....I think it's just her bitchy self. But I wish she would quit it. I leave my bitch side at home, or at least outside the office.&lt;br /&gt;At least Robin acknowledged it to me this afternoon. He told me to let him know if things don't change. But I really hope she will be back to her friendly self tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CRAZY FUCKING BITCH. I CAN'T STAND HAVING TO WORK WITH HER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24616304-2847131671175980265?l=donttakeoffense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/feeds/2847131671175980265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24616304&amp;postID=2847131671175980265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/2847131671175980265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/2847131671175980265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/2006/09/work-not-bliss.html' title='Work, Not Bliss'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09577996840747125362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azIkqk3uAQY/SQsKJQ-dWiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qgG-p4N5QFU/S220/Mori+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24616304.post-115097659261111328</id><published>2006-06-22T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T04:43:12.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5614/1325/1600/IMG_2329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5614/1325/320/IMG_2329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24616304-115097659261111328?l=donttakeoffense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/feeds/115097659261111328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24616304&amp;postID=115097659261111328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/115097659261111328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/115097659261111328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/2006/06/hnt.html' title='HNT'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09577996840747125362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azIkqk3uAQY/SQsKJQ-dWiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qgG-p4N5QFU/S220/Mori+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24616304.post-115090632056050646</id><published>2006-06-21T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T09:12:00.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calculus and My Night Away From Home</title><content type='html'>I made a 93 on my first test in Calculus.  Of course, an A should be easy.  It was only algebra.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher finished teaching Chapter 2 and tested us on it last night.  I'm really not thrilled that she decided to handle it that way.  It's kinda bitchy, don't ya think?&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to e-mail her today and see if she will send me my grade.  Otherwise I will have to try and get out of the office this afternoon and go by.  I really want to find out my grade this week if I can.&lt;br /&gt;And, while I was gone Josh got industrious in the apartment and hung some curtains in our spare room.  I think he went some of the boxes too, but I'm not positive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24616304-115090632056050646?l=donttakeoffense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/feeds/115090632056050646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24616304&amp;postID=115090632056050646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/115090632056050646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/115090632056050646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/2006/06/calculus-and-my-night-away-from-home.html' title='Calculus and My Night Away From Home'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09577996840747125362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azIkqk3uAQY/SQsKJQ-dWiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qgG-p4N5QFU/S220/Mori+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24616304.post-115090066762553970</id><published>2006-06-21T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T07:37:47.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>University</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wish I didn't want to finish my degree more than anything else.  My calculus teacher is a psycho bitch.  She showed up for class 30 minutes late last night.  Then argued with the class for 20 minutes before starting to teach.  THEN she proceeded to review stuff we we're asking questions about for an hour before starting new material.  Then an hour later she gives us a test on everything.  This is after not having class last week.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, several people in the class were being unreasonable too.  She is the one that teaches the class.  She does get to make the decisions.  So if she wants to start class ten minutes late and not give a break, that is HER preogative.  However, she should also let us know what time class will start and be there at that time each week.  While she was giving us that 30 minutes to get our shit together, we were sitting in the classroom wondering if her fat ass was ever going to show up.&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I had written this last night, before I got to sleep and mostly get over it.  I was a raving loonatic over this.  I was pissed at the teacher and pissed at the class.  She tells us that if we don't link how she runs her class, that we can leave.  Unfortunately, the other guy that teaches the class doesn't speak English very well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24616304-115090066762553970?l=donttakeoffense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/feeds/115090066762553970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24616304&amp;postID=115090066762553970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/115090066762553970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/115090066762553970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/2006/06/university.html' title='University'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09577996840747125362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azIkqk3uAQY/SQsKJQ-dWiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qgG-p4N5QFU/S220/Mori+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24616304.post-114779393686507052</id><published>2006-05-16T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T08:38:56.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I hate work.  I mean, I wish I were wealthy and could spend my time working on my favorite charities all day.  But sometimes I just hate the boss.  He's a good guy, but he's been getting pissy lately.  I think he's spending to much time with his boss.  The estrogen is rubbing off on him or something.  He pitched a fit last week at the tech IIs.  And while the other person kind of deserved it, he was forgetting that I was busting my ass working with people face to face.  But I kept my trap shut so I wouldn't lose my job.  That would suck with us having just signed a lease.&lt;br /&gt;And since I work and go to school in the same place, I can complain about that here too.  They want entirely too much money for used textbooks.  It's going to cost me $250 in BOOKS for my two summer classes.  And that's buying used books.  Of course, I hate that sometimes they don't have any new copies of the books.  I think I'm going to have Josh look tonight and see if he can find them cheaper.  I'll still get one of the homework books here though.  It's not worth the shipping.  They only want $9 for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24616304-114779393686507052?l=donttakeoffense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/feeds/114779393686507052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24616304&amp;postID=114779393686507052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/114779393686507052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/114779393686507052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/2006/05/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09577996840747125362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azIkqk3uAQY/SQsKJQ-dWiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qgG-p4N5QFU/S220/Mori+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24616304.post-114495830516116468</id><published>2006-04-13T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T12:58:25.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Of The Loop</title><content type='html'>I should be used to no one telling me anything in this place.  But somehow it hurts my feelings sometimes.  I really do wish the Robin would remember that I can't hear him if I'm not in the part of the office with everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to get terribly depressed about this.  It's always been this way in this office for me.  I suggested to Robin that he start doing memos.  That way I might can stay in the loop.&lt;br /&gt;At least this time I asked someone in the office about something instead of just calling one of the guys that works with it.  Because they forgot to tell me on Tuesday that we aren't allowed to call them.  Ever.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a better job will come available before long.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24616304-114495830516116468?l=donttakeoffense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/feeds/114495830516116468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24616304&amp;postID=114495830516116468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/114495830516116468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/114495830516116468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/2006/04/out-of-loop.html' title='Out Of The Loop'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09577996840747125362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azIkqk3uAQY/SQsKJQ-dWiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qgG-p4N5QFU/S220/Mori+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24616304.post-114374578272897000</id><published>2006-03-30T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T11:09:42.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid University Employees</title><content type='html'>Okay, I don't really have a name to put to this particular person, but he's making my day hell.  I have my first trial run appointment to figure out how to do my hair for the wedding.  Because of certain things that don't pertain to the university at all, I didn't get a chance to get my pictures printed out to take with me this afternoon.  I didn't figure this was a big deal.  I carry my laptop and that's it.  Well, I get a call this morning that someone, and I know who this someone is but he shall remain nameless in this rant, never filed the paperwork transferring my laptop to our department.  So, the guy is coming to look at it this afternoon.  I'm leaving at 2 for my appointment.  I have black and white, not so great quality, copies printed out of the pictures.  But they should be in friggin' color!!!!!  People are conspiring to give me a bad week.  But at least I remembered to bring my camera, my tiara, and my veil.  As well as pictures of the dress.  At least it's Thursday and not Monday, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24616304-114374578272897000?l=donttakeoffense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/feeds/114374578272897000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24616304&amp;postID=114374578272897000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/114374578272897000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/114374578272897000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/2006/03/stupid-university-employees.html' title='Stupid University Employees'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09577996840747125362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azIkqk3uAQY/SQsKJQ-dWiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qgG-p4N5QFU/S220/Mori+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24616304.post-114314502536157441</id><published>2006-03-23T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T12:17:05.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Standards and Political Correctness</title><content type='html'>Each of these things seems to take center stage right now.  If it concerns either of these in a negative light it's not allowed to be stated.  Sometimes it amazes me some of the people that will censor you.&lt;br /&gt;Thomas was saying something about how he hated double standards this afternoon.  Considering the conversion, it was obvious how he was talking about some races being allowed things that others aren't.  Fill in the blanks.&lt;br /&gt;I simply said, 'Yeah, but we're white.  We aren't allowed.'  And suddenly he was all SSSSHHHHHHHHH because we currently have a black temp working in the office.  It's not like a said anything derogatory.  I really don't have a racist bone in my body.  I just stated in a mixed environment something that everyone I know feels, but refuses to say in public.&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing again the African American race.  I look up to some wonderful people of the race.  Of course, some of the most annoying people I've known have been black too.  But race is unimportant to me.  It always has been.  I judge people by their actions and attitudes.  If I don't like someone, it's because of how I've seen them treat other people.  If I like them, it's because I have only seen them do nice things for others.&lt;br /&gt;But of course, I can't say what I think and feel.  If I did it would be considered racist.  Hell, I've lived in Mississippi all my life.  Maybe I could see the thoughts if I were from the North.  Ever since emmancipation Northerns have been more racist that Southerns.  Why can't we all just get along.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24616304-114314502536157441?l=donttakeoffense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/feeds/114314502536157441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24616304&amp;postID=114314502536157441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/114314502536157441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/114314502536157441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/2006/03/double-standards-and-political.html' title='Double Standards and Political Correctness'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09577996840747125362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azIkqk3uAQY/SQsKJQ-dWiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qgG-p4N5QFU/S220/Mori+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24616304.post-114314428862469982</id><published>2006-03-23T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T12:04:48.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Take Offense</title><content type='html'>I'm starting this particular blog for when something ticks me off and I just want to get it out.  No one should read here if they are going to take offense when I say something about them.  This is just for me to vent my frustration over things.  Most of these don't REALLY bother me, and I'll be over them within a couple of hours.  So, obviously, not everything will make it here.  But nothing is sacred in this land, not God, not Country, not even love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24616304-114314428862469982?l=donttakeoffense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/feeds/114314428862469982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24616304&amp;postID=114314428862469982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/114314428862469982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24616304/posts/default/114314428862469982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donttakeoffense.blogspot.com/2006/03/dont-take-offense.html' title='Don&apos;t Take Offense'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09577996840747125362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_azIkqk3uAQY/SQsKJQ-dWiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qgG-p4N5QFU/S220/Mori+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
