<?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-15509172</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:51:43.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>everything old is new again</title><subtitle type='html'>the incoherent ramblings of a struggling artist, costume designer, spinner, knitter, beader, regular single gal in the twin cities of minneapolis st. paul.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-114321647729785437</id><published>2006-03-24T10:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T10:07:57.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long week's journey into weekend</title><content type='html'>The super long week is over. Whooppee! &lt;br /&gt;Bags of laundry done=0. &lt;br /&gt;Bags of laundry still in car=6.&lt;br /&gt;Hours spent creating=0.&lt;br /&gt;Hours spent cleaning=0.&lt;br /&gt;Hours spent walking around neighborhood=4 (!)&lt;br /&gt;Nights of restless sleep and/or nightmares=4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to do some major work this weekend.  Must empty car, and clean my studio and room, and do some major laundry! Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I'm driving up to Alexandria to knit with my cousin and her friends, our informal bitchin' and stitchin' group has been meeting for like two years.  They're all moms and 10-12 years older than me, but a really fun and funny group of women.  I'm trying to decide what project(s) to bring...I may be a heretic and bring beads along as well! HA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-114321647729785437?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/114321647729785437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=114321647729785437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/114321647729785437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/114321647729785437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2006/03/long-weeks-journey-into-weekend.html' title='Long week&apos;s journey into weekend'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-114288031893633831</id><published>2006-03-20T12:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T12:45:18.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>End of a long weekend, start of a loooooong week</title><content type='html'>Both shows ended this week.  Saturday night's show was *interesting* to say the least, we blew out one of our dimmer boxes.  There's only 4 in the theater to begin with, and someone plugged a non-grounded wire into the box.  And then plugged about 2800 watts worth of lights into a box that's supposed to take a max of 2600.  So after leaving the theater at 12, the Stage Manager and I (Ok mostly her) re-lit the whole stage, starting at 10:30 the next morning. &lt;br /&gt;I then went over to the kid's show to watch it with my parents, then struck the costumes, then came back to the other theater where the other show was wrapping up, and struck that show and painted the floor back to black. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some Thai food, read the NY Times magazine, and was unable to fall asleep.  It could be due to the new meds, I hadn't slept much Saturday/Sunday but I thought it was from being keyed up about the lights.  But last night was MISERABLE.  I tossed and turned almost all night.  I slept for about 3 hours in the morning, as far as I could tell.  Got up and drank water about 2-3 times.  I know I ate too much Thai food, but that wasn't why I couldn't sleep....ugh. Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't sleep again tonight, I'll have to call my doc to change the meds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-114288031893633831?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/114288031893633831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=114288031893633831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/114288031893633831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/114288031893633831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2006/03/end-of-long-weekend-start-of-loooooong.html' title='End of a long weekend, start of a loooooong week'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-114260953020325935</id><published>2006-03-17T09:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T09:32:10.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Meds</title><content type='html'>Trying a new, (to me) different type of medication for The Depression. Let's hope it helps. The ones I had been on were SSRI's, this is a dopamine type one. Just started it this morning, so of course, there's no way of knowing if it's going to help yet. But I'm hopeful. Which helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was full of exciting meetings, appointments, and consultations. I think it's the beginning of a new chapter in the life of bex. I have a 'Strong Interest Inventory' in my car right now, after I take it and it's scored it'll help me to define what I want to do when I grow up. Won't that be nice?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two shows closing this weekend, let's hope those go smoothly. My supervisor comes back to work next week. It'll be my year anniversary at this job next week too. Since I'm too timid to ask for a raise or review, let's hope they just give me one with no fanfare or review needed. Yeah, right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-114260953020325935?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/114260953020325935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=114260953020325935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/114260953020325935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/114260953020325935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-meds_17.html' title='New Meds'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-114201483431487740</id><published>2006-03-10T12:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T12:21:26.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>baby steps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/320/avatar.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shut down my personal website the other day. Officially resigned from the next show at Stepping Stone. Also made a bunch of appointments to talk to various experts in the fields of mental health, career assesment, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearly Departed opens tonight. Having two shows open within a week of each other is very stressful, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Peep season though, so that always makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to reload this picture because it used to be on my old site. So I hope this works!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-114201483431487740?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/114201483431487740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=114201483431487740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/114201483431487740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/114201483431487740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2006/03/baby-steps.html' title='baby steps'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-114003871047289472</id><published>2006-02-15T15:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T15:25:10.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>VD with Jake and Heath</title><content type='html'>took myself to see brokeback mountain last night. heartbreaking movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to dinner by myself. mmmm....nachos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and listened to a radio station playing the 'most romantic songs' and knit, and cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-114003871047289472?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/114003871047289472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=114003871047289472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/114003871047289472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/114003871047289472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2006/02/vd-with-jake-and-heath.html' title='VD with Jake and Heath'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-113993947618255667</id><published>2006-02-14T11:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T11:51:16.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>valentines day? really?</title><content type='html'>Yeah.  It's v-day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exciting v-days in the past have included-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*quitting my job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*watching my ex boyfriend curling with another woman (!) his new girlfriend (!!!) at the college curling championships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*winning our bracket, the year before, at the college curling championships in Wakeshau, WI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*getting flowers from my mom and dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also my grandma's 87 birthday today! She was delivered by a doctor named Dr. Valentine. IRONICAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 'date' tonight, ex roommate, is sick with a cold and has cancelled on me.&lt;br /&gt;So it's me, a bottle of wine, and maybe a movie rental tonight. Whoo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;And a visit to the rapidly growing Flatley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to non-love songs on my boss's IPOD. It's awesome.  Angry Bjork anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Not in Love&lt;br /&gt;( 10 CC )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love, so don't forget it.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a silly phase I'm going through.&lt;br /&gt;And just because I call you up,Don't get me wrong,&lt;br /&gt;don't think you've got it made.I&lt;br /&gt;m not in love, no no, it's because...&lt;br /&gt;I like to see you, but then again,&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't mean you mean that much to me.&lt;br /&gt;So if I call you, don't make a fuss -&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell your friends about the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love, no no, it's because...&lt;br /&gt;I keep your picture upon the wall.&lt;br /&gt;It hides a nasty stain that's lying there.&lt;br /&gt;So don't you ask me to give it back.&lt;br /&gt;I know you know it doesn't mean that much to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love, no no, it's because...&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, you'll wait a long time for me.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, you'll wait a long time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love, I'm not in love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-113993947618255667?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/113993947618255667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=113993947618255667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113993947618255667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113993947618255667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day-really.html' title='valentines day? really?'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-113935108032647095</id><published>2006-02-07T15:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T16:24:40.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On creation</title><content type='html'>I had the great honor of attending Flatley's birth this past week. I sat with her big sis while she was being 'removed' from her mom.  I got to meet her when she was only about 45 minutes old.  To say it brought me to tears was a great understatement.  Just knowing what possibility exists within that tiny package, and what unknowable adventures she's going to have, was heartbreaking and exciting and wonder-ful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flatley is the most recent in a long and happy string of little 'nieces and nephews' I've gotten to meet.  Pretty soon my younger brother and his wife will welcome their son, the first grandchild in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 30, I'm at the age where most of my peers have had or are trying to have kids, and the whole concept of parenthood has been really on my mind lately. It's not something I'm willing or able to do on my own, living situation aside I just don't have the time, responsibility, or resources to raise a kid with any level of financial security.  But I don't have that many more years left if I want to go the biological route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my free energy now goes towards the creation of art or expression through theater, and on the days when I don't get the chance to create it makes me a little crazy.  Would a kid drain all my energy?  Would they become my new creation? What if they don't like the sweaters I knit them? Will I even have TIME to knit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a lot of other things in my life, it's a contradiction I just don't understand. I love kids, but I don't know if I really want any of my own.  I am a Christian but I can't believe in a 7-day creation or that gay people are 'bad' or 'wrong' or 'defective', among other things.  I devour interior design magazines and websites yet my room and studio are a complete &lt;strong&gt;mess.&lt;/strong&gt; I know that I should be a vegetarian again, but I just keep eating turkey &lt;em&gt;(mmmmm TURKEY!!!!!) &lt;/em&gt;knowing full well they have short, terrible lives. They're just so dang tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave Deanna, Flatley's mom, a magnet with this quote-&lt;br /&gt;"Show me a day when the world wasn't new"&lt;br /&gt;Sister Barbara Hance (1928-1993)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess it's true, new possibilities and new art and new worlds are created every day in every corner of the globe, including in my own body.  I am unique just like everyone else.  And the passions, demons, and desires that drive me, drive someone else I've probably never met towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope he shows up before I have to hit the 'snooze' button on my biological clock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-113935108032647095?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/113935108032647095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=113935108032647095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113935108032647095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113935108032647095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2006/02/on-creation.html' title='On creation'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-113863351925610625</id><published>2006-01-30T08:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T09:05:19.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend update</title><content type='html'>Sleep gotten- PLENTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pairs of Booties knitted- 5&lt;br /&gt;*Plain green with yellow ties for &lt;a href="http://www.babysites.com/sites/celtica924/"&gt;Flatley&lt;/a&gt;, who is being 'removed' on Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;*Yoda-lookin' ones made with bright green yarn, some improvised ears and little buttons that I sharpied eyes onto. VERY cute, I'll have to make some to sell on &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=12768"&gt;etsy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yeti-lookin' ones made with floofy white yarn&lt;br /&gt;*piggie-lookin' ones&lt;br /&gt;*green shells that will probably be Yodas again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pairs of Booties knitted before I realized I was reading the pattern wrong-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl scout classes taught-1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bracelets delivered as part of commission-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meals eaten on Sunday-1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupcakes eaten on Sunday-1  (A SUPER delicious one from Key's cafe....some kind of berry and WHITE CHOCOLATE....ooooh so good.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perscriptions picked up-1&lt;br /&gt;I've been coasting on the remnants of my 'scrip all week and my body has NOT been happy with me. I'm a little freaked out to be so dependant on taking a pill (well, 6) to keep my body functioning correctly, but I guess it's a small price to pay for a happy healthy GI system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laundry loads done-0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laundry loads that &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; have been done-15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bookstores visited-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kafka collections purchsed-1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kafka stories/poems read-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a very relaxing weekend.  I really need to catch up on the Laundry situation, and clean my studio now that the big push for the photo shoot is done.  Maybe next weekend I can set aside a day just for spring cleaning.  I wish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-113863351925610625?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/113863351925610625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=113863351925610625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113863351925610625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113863351925610625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2006/01/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend update'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-113762447200438030</id><published>2006-01-18T16:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T16:47:52.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tha Sleepies</title><content type='html'>Sleep has always been a touchy thing for me.  A constant battle to try to find a way to fall asleep and STAY asleep.  It's not unusual for me to wake up 6-10 times in a night, long enough to actually realize I'm awake and have been for quite some time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to work up a habit or ritual before hitting the sack, like, reading, not reading, having the radio on, having an aquarium for 'white noise', etc. but after a few weeks it goes all wonked again.  Just like my deodorant wearing out after a few weeks, my body wizens up and the tricks no longer work.  My latest issue, is that the space heater my landlord gave me burned up its plug and cord earlier this week. So now it's about 55 degrees in my room at all times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a big deal to me, the first off-campus house that I lived in during my college years at Morris was so cold (HOW COLD WAS IT?) that water would literally freeze in the glass next to my bed at night.  But it's still hard for me to keep my feet warm as I refuse to wear socks to bed.&lt;br /&gt;I wrapped them up mummy style with three layers of blanket last night, which of course was wadded on the floor by the time I got up around 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good trick my mind plays on me-during the 7 minutes of 'snooze' afforded me by my POC alarm clock is this-my dream becomes the one where I'm in the shower, getting ready to go to work, or sometimes, actually in the car.  I can dream my way halfway to work before it buzzes again, I wake up, and hit the snooze, yet again.  Shower not taken, car not driven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least it beats Rajaheejahaja sleeping with me. That's my sister's cat, who I cared for while she was in the Peace Corps.  Raja felt a dietary need to eat paper, which included magazines, bills, softcover books, and paper bags.  If I closed my door, she HOWLED like someone had set her tail on fire.  So I had to let her in and just encourage her with the help of a spray bottle, to stay away from my papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raja once ate a hole in a map of Chicago my sister had laid out for me while I was visiting her.  Betsy had marked all the interesting places for me to visit, and which bus routes to take, but just south of the Loop there appeared to be a giant crater.  With cat-tooth marks all around it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-113762447200438030?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/113762447200438030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=113762447200438030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113762447200438030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113762447200438030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2006/01/tha-sleepies.html' title='Tha Sleepies'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-113690849212023911</id><published>2006-01-10T09:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T09:54:52.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone at work</title><content type='html'>Supervisor and other co-worker called in sick today. It's a test of my will to see how much work I'll get done today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm addicted to the internet. Finding all these hilarious blogs these past few weeks. My morning check-list is about 20 blogs long, now. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to be creative these past few days and it's starting to drag on me. I mean, at work I've done some computer work and some photos and designed some jewelry but it's not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished up a friend's dress on Sunday night, and sewed a purse and a shawl for her too, but since then, NADA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to do more research on the imagery of the Ramayana for this next kid's show. Need to make several monkeys, a bear, a couple of demons and oh yeah, a FLYING 10-HEADED DEMON KING.  Great. Easy peasy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went and saw Cannibal:the Musical! last night at the 4th street in St. Paul. &lt;a href="http://www.mechanicaldivision.com/home"&gt;http://www.mechanicaldivision.com/home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hil-Air-E-Ous.&lt;br /&gt;My face still hurts from laughing/smiling the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Time to do some Work.  My Madonna CD is over. That means I've wasted 58 minutes. Oy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-113690849212023911?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/113690849212023911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=113690849212023911' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113690849212023911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113690849212023911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2006/01/alone-at-work.html' title='Alone at work'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-113684663557815766</id><published>2006-01-09T16:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T10:22:13.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving it behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'd written a crazy, rambling diatribe here. Which I've thought better of, and removed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I'll say is, I need to learn not to invest so much in imaginary relationships.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or ones born of conveinience. Ugh. I probably spelled that wrong. Anyway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm attending a new church which I like very much.&lt;br /&gt;I've only been to the Christmas service and yesterday's service, but the minister is amazingly gifted, the music is fantastic, and the congretation is young, diverse, and spiritually charged. I can't wait to learn more about this church.&lt;br /&gt;The minister of this church was recently diagnosed with cancer, and his sermon yesterday touched on the concept of self-pity as a form of pride, which I'd never even heard of but it makes perfect sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no more self-pity for me, I am only a victim if I choose to be one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-113684663557815766?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/113684663557815766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=113684663557815766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113684663557815766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113684663557815766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2006/01/leaving-it-behind.html' title='Leaving it behind'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-113534535301345309</id><published>2005-12-23T07:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T07:42:33.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day Before the Night Before Christmas</title><content type='html'>As per usual, this epic procrastinator has procrastinated up until preeeeetty much the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to finish a single gift for a single person on my list. Which is very edited this year, due to fundage issues.  Most of the women are getting beaded items, most of the men, knitted ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to knit a hat last night for someone who's birthday is mere days after Christmas. How much would that suck as a kid? So I wanted to make sure he gets very different Christmas and Birthday presents from me.  I started it on Wednesday night, with a 3:1 ribbing for the first 2 inches, then just regular stockinette (I love circs! No purling!) for the top.  After finishing the darn thing, I realized it was going to be too shallow.  That's a common problem for someone who doesn't always use patterns to make things.  The shaping on the top was so pretty and perfect though, that I couldn't bear to rip out the top. No worries, thought I. I'll just take off the bottom row, and pick up the stitches and go from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, it didn't occur to me to use a scissors until I'd gotten the first row completely un-bound. Ripping back the first row of something knit on circular needles sucks.  It NEVER ran easily, I had to tease out the yarn on the front and back of every stitch. So I got fed up and started snipping. And like most other disasters in my life, I realized only too late that I was going to lose ALL of the ribbing I'd put on this damn thing, because I can't figure out how to pick up stitches in pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it was only about 1 hour of knitting the ribbing that I lost. And about 1 hour of trying to get rid of it and pick up the stitches that I'm going to re-start....and only about 1/2way through with that as it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yarn was FREEEEEEEE from a workmate who is allergic to wool, who had gotten it from her mother-in-law. So it's nice that I'm not spending any money on this project, since the time and frustration that it's cost me adds up to, uh, A LOT.  Anyway. It's hard knitting for guys because you can't add all the little decorative elements (read:mistake cover-uppers) that you can add for girls. I so desperately wanted to add some fun color work or ear flaps or tassels to this thing, but methinks he wouldn't appreciate it. So it's grey. And may or may not have ribbing when it's all said and done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-113534535301345309?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/113534535301345309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=113534535301345309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113534535301345309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113534535301345309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2005/12/day-before-night-before-christmas.html' title='The Day Before the Night Before Christmas'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-113390752679307079</id><published>2005-12-06T16:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T16:18:46.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The calm after the storm</title><content type='html'>Well, now that Midsummer is over, what do I do with myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rented two movies last night as I did the laundry for Best Christmas Pageant EVER.  I watched &lt;strong&gt;Mr. and Mrs. Smith&lt;/strong&gt;, and maybe it's just the lack of a man in my own life, but I didn't really see the 'chemistry' between Brangelina in the movie. I thought there was more chemistry between Ryan Renolds and Wesley Snipes in &lt;strong&gt;Blade Trinity&lt;/strong&gt;, the other movie of the evening. It was tttttteeeerrrrrible.  I have enjoyed the other Blade movies reasonably well, but this one was over acted, over art-directed, and poorly scripted.  Yeesh!  Watching the commentary and extras made me hate it even more. Wow. Parker Posey, what are you doing in that movie?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Ryan 'Soon to be mr. Alanis Morrisette' Renold's improvs were very funny however. You could totally tell, he thought the script was crap and just made up his own funny lines. Bravo to you, Van Wilder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'll watch it again, before I have to return it. But it was awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started knitting myself some fingerless cuffy things. I should be done with them tonight, unless I have to go back to the theater and clean. Ugh. I thought we did a fine job of cleaning, but I guess we didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta clean the car out of stinky actor costumes before they freeze. That's not good for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car has a checkup on Thursday and I see my doctor on Friday. Hope for good things, for the both of us. EEP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-113390752679307079?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/113390752679307079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=113390752679307079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113390752679307079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113390752679307079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2005/12/calm-after-storm.html' title='The calm after the storm'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-113344777477007530</id><published>2005-12-01T08:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T08:36:14.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Wunderland</title><content type='html'>It's been snowing pretty regularly in Minnesota. I have to get a proper window scraper. This business of using whatever's in my car doesn't fly. Although, a cardboard coffee cozy does work surprisingly well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One play closes this weekend and another one opens. It's always sad when a great show comes to an end. This cast has been truly exceptional to work with, and I'll miss this experience greatly! That being said, I wish I was making money on this show but sadly the box office hasn't met our expectations. MANY lessons have been learned on this show. If you live in the twin cities, come see our show ppppppplease? &lt;a href="http://www.lavietheatre.com"&gt;http://www.lavietheatre.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to having only one show in production, that will allow me time to knit for all the babiez coming later this winter/spring, and maybe send out some freakin' thank you cards from the big three-oh, which happened now, almost a month ago. YIKES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All holiday gifts will truely be homemade this winter.  I'm thinking, paper mache ornaments and food gifts.  Everyone loves food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, my cold seems to be improving. I'd thought yesterday that I'd caught another cold on top of the first one, but I think I just got something weird up my sniffer like some dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered (or rather was introduced to) Raspberry Chai the other day, and now I can't stop thinking about it. Yum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-113344777477007530?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/113344777477007530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=113344777477007530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113344777477007530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113344777477007530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2005/12/winter-wunderland.html' title='Winter Wunderland'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-113259632964692168</id><published>2005-11-21T12:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T12:05:29.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shutting down, gearing up.</title><content type='html'>I've decided to shut down my personal art site. I've lost money on it for the past two years, and haven't had the time, dedication, or resources to make it successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a hard choice to make but I think this free forum will suit me better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time being, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midsummer is open, and I'm so relieved.  If you live in the Twin Cities, please come and see it! &lt;a href="http://www.lavietheatre.com"&gt;Visit our website for ticket information&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-113259632964692168?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/113259632964692168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=113259632964692168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113259632964692168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113259632964692168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2005/11/shutting-down-gearing-up.html' title='Shutting down, gearing up.'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-113163993919485646</id><published>2005-11-10T10:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T10:25:39.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>been crazy busy</title><content type='html'>i turned 30 on monday. and i'm too busy to blog regularly.&lt;br /&gt;i hope to fix that soon (ish).&lt;br /&gt;plays are going well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need more time in the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-113163993919485646?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/113163993919485646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=113163993919485646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113163993919485646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/113163993919485646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2005/11/been-crazy-busy.html' title='been crazy busy'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-112808280128232788</id><published>2005-09-30T08:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T07:25:51.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A diagnosis, at last</title><content type='html'>Finally the docs have figured out what's wrong with me, it's not as bad as I'd feared but it's still, not great.  At least it offers the hope of a cure now. &lt;br /&gt;My friend Colleen is looking into alternative stuff for me, let's see how that works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a wicked bruise on my arm from the IV-the nurse popped the back of my vein when she pumped me full of drugs-maybe I'll photograph it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving is going along, I should be done around 6 PM tonight. Then I'm going to see the new Firefly movie, which should kick BOOTAY!  I'm not a HUGE Firefly fan, but I did watch it while it was on and enjoyed it very much. What's wrong with FOX-why do they cancel all the good shows and keep all the crappy ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm saying this as a woman who really hasn't had a working TV for 2 years....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-112808280128232788?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/112808280128232788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=112808280128232788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112808280128232788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112808280128232788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2005/09/diagnosis-at-last.html' title='A diagnosis, at last'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-112782408046430217</id><published>2005-09-27T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T07:28:00.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>floating along</title><content type='html'>Haven't eaten since sunday night due to a medical procedure that's being peformed at 2:30 today. YIPPEE!! I dreamt of food for the few hours I did sleep last night. I'm excited about eating again. I do like to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am trying to get ready to move, I haven't unpacked many boxes from my move in July so that's good, but I do need to re-pack A LOT of things that have made their way out into my apartment. And clean the old place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately I have a couple of days to do this.  I have a lot of stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the playwright's group I hosted this weekend, one of the guys said 'Life is a series of crises and we just get through them and move on to the next crisis.' He's right, and my crises are rather small, but they are mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-112782408046430217?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/112782408046430217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=112782408046430217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112782408046430217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112782408046430217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2005/09/floating-along.html' title='floating along'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-112716541099283396</id><published>2005-09-19T16:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T09:17:44.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new earrings on my website</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/scrloear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/320/scrloear.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it-I just added some very pretty new earrings to my &lt;a href="http://eoinadesigns.com/earring.html"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;, go and visit and BUY SOMETHING PLLLLLLLEEEEAAAASSSSSEEEE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-112716541099283396?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/112716541099283396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=112716541099283396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112716541099283396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112716541099283396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-earrings-on-my-website.html' title='new earrings on my website'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-112713407547565551</id><published>2005-09-19T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T07:48:42.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the show is cast!</title><content type='html'>we have a cast for midsummer, i think it's going to be an awesome show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got lots of beading time in this weekend, rented 4 movies and just worked right thru them all. i hope to post the results this PM after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a horrible nightmare this AM but i think it's given me a good idea for a play. let's hope it gels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dr. appoinment at 9:45. not going to be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-112713407547565551?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/112713407547565551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=112713407547565551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112713407547565551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112713407547565551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2005/09/show-is-cast.html' title='the show is cast!'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-112680256452935766</id><published>2005-09-15T12:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T11:42:44.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Never enough time</title><content type='html'>Yeah, maybe if I gave up sleep, I'd have enough time to get everything DONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to spend some dedicated crafting time SOON, I've got two craft shows coming up, and a lot of sewing to do, for my website as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other fantastic business idea has stalled for a few days due to lack of fundage, but I did go ahead and register my domain name. I now have 3 commerce websites and one for the theatre company. And am not making money off of a single one. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night two of auditions is tonight. I hope the men who have been hiding in the woodwork show up tonight. Or we're gonna be in TROUBBBBBBALLLLLLL!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-112680256452935766?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/112680256452935766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=112680256452935766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112680256452935766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112680256452935766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2005/09/never-enough-time.html' title='Never enough time'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-112618341731341118</id><published>2005-09-08T08:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T07:43:37.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>been a while</title><content type='html'>it's been a while since i've posted. my little world has been rocked, on several fronts. i attended two funerals last week, nothing i could write would pay tribute to the people that were lost, so i'll just say that phyllis and sean were two very special people, that i didn't know well enough, who will be sorely missed.  the katrina disaster and aftermath are also completely heartbreaking, and it boggles the mind to think how something like this could have happened.  well, we all know W-ho to blame for the lack of a federal response plan.&lt;br /&gt;i am VERY much looking forward to this weekend, my friend the pipster will be around for a FANTASTIC wedding, i'm super excited to see and talk to her (HEY GIRL!) since i missed her this summer. i'm doing the flowers for this wedding which is something that i really love, and what i'll probably end up doing if i can get my crap together and open a store already......&lt;br /&gt;i found a different apartment, i'll be living in the top floor of a house in st. paul, with a very lovely family of two tween agers and their super hip mom. i will have a dedicated studio space for the first time in my life and i'm just about ready to scream i'm so excited! yipppppppeee!!&lt;br /&gt;no cats though, they are allergic. so i'm going to have to be happy with the family's mice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-112618341731341118?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/112618341731341118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=112618341731341118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112618341731341118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112618341731341118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2005/09/been-while.html' title='been a while'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-112489293234823546</id><published>2005-08-24T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T09:15:32.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>things looking up?</title><content type='html'>i applied for a new apartment yesterday and they said i could move in as soon as it was cleaned, with the first month's rent FREEEEEEE!!!!! yippee!  it takes some of the sting out of moving again, so soon.&lt;br /&gt;this will be the first time i've lived on my own.  ever.  it should be interesting.  i don't count having my 'own' dorm room, as it was still sharing a bathroom and kitchen etc.&lt;br /&gt;they charge $150 for a cat's security deposit, and it's carpeted so i need to get a vaccuum cleaner.  i think it'll be a while until i can afford a cat, but it's nice to have something to come home to, that's fuzzy and lovely and snuggles with you. we'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;i will be able to have a studio set up full time, and a friend is giving me a computer, so i can update my website when i feel like it (provided i get cable/modem access, which, i think i' m going to do) so that makes me VERY happy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things may just be looking up for bex!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-112489293234823546?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/112489293234823546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=112489293234823546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112489293234823546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112489293234823546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2005/08/things-looking-up.html' title='things looking up?'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-112471432284593114</id><published>2005-08-22T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T07:40:32.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend update</title><content type='html'>had a rollercoaster weekend. housesat for the most lurvely of kitties, the furralicious Kit. Kit's dads are renovating a house on lake harriet, it's always great to go and stay there to see the progress on the place. the master bedroom was finally finished, along with a bathroom, so i didn't have to crawl down the stairs in the middle of the night when i had to get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also hung out with an old friend from college and ran into peeps i haven't seen in MANY years (but that she had just worked with during a fringe show) so that was fun to catch up! saturday AM i helped a friend move out her house, and spent the majority of the early afternoon with her and her daughter as well. i know they will be OK but i still can't help but worry for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday PM went to the wedding of a friend i've known since we were concieved, our parents have been friends since they were teachers together in the early 70's. her father passed away several years ago and there were some very very touching moments for everyone, it's making me tear up right now to think about it. it was one of the best weddings i've been to, ever.&lt;br /&gt;lots of good memories from that one. and lots of catching up with friends who i haven't seen in a while-most of them have babies and it kinda freaks me out-like, wasn't i just getting kicked out of algebra class with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday AM the housesitting house owners came home so i chatted with them, packed up, headed to french meadow for a super yummy cake and watched some crazy lady try to park her boat-sized car in a kayak-sized spot right in front of my car, as i was walking up to it, and she backed RIGHT into my bumper. she's PRESSING my car back with her car and i'm stading right outside her passenger window (while the front half of her car is still blocking the traffic lane-that's how delusional she was thinking she could get in there) saying "NO NO NO NO" and the people on the porch of the house behind me were laughing, laughing, laughing. she finally realized that the laws of physics wouldn't allow her giant gold beast of a car to fit in the tiny spot and pulled back out into traffic and left. in her wake, she left a nice little skidmark on my front bumper. she also tried to turn up a one-way street, but that's another matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home, surfed the internet, played with max the sweetie cat and distemper the friendly kitten who lives downstairs, avoided keezer the evil cat, and got ready for another wedding. drove out to stillie and was ALMOST late but got there just in time, to watch another set of good friends tie the knot. this one was outside, and the weather was JUST perfect. the dinner and dancing were also super fun-catching up with college peeps-and the cake was delish. lucky duckys are going to hawaii for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else....oh i tried to knit this weekend but it didn't work out so well. am knitting things too large. got to work on that. didn't get any jewelry made, but tonight i hope to get some necklaces made and some new dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. better get some work done on dayjob. wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-112471432284593114?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/112471432284593114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=112471432284593114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112471432284593114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112471432284593114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2005/08/weekend-update.html' title='weekend update'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-112439901237280589</id><published>2005-08-18T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T16:03:32.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>long day</title><content type='html'>a weird day at work has ended.&lt;br /&gt;the housing search continues.&lt;br /&gt;grey clouds gather outside and the housecats are dozing like fat happy buddahs.&lt;br /&gt;i knit a bit last night-will do some more today.  need to think about selling what i'm making-so i have to keep someone else in mind as i knit....since i won't be keeping these (hopefully) i have to think-will anyone else wear this?&lt;br /&gt;am redesigning website (or trying to, anyway) and it's making me wish i knew more html.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-112439901237280589?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/112439901237280589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=112439901237280589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112439901237280589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112439901237280589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2005/08/long-day.html' title='long day'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-112428159348587990</id><published>2005-08-17T09:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T07:28:46.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooh! A new blog!</title><content type='html'>I'm almost 30. I feel adrift in the sea of life. Things aren't going how I'd planned. Well, there really was no plan, there was just an idea, of a plan. I have a fantastic job working for a bead store in the warehouse, but I spend all my money on beads. Finally I'd found a cute apartment but the landlords aren't working out. More contract work is coming in for costume design, but it's never enough. The sharks are circling and my sense of desperation and agitation at never getting out of the hole is starting to keep me up at night. Ooh! What to do?!?!?! Why not tell the world of my desperate situation in the form of a blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to make my website &lt;a href="http://www.eoinadesigns.com"&gt;www.eoinadesigns.com&lt;/a&gt; another job. I need to work at it, 20 hours a week. Making things to sell, updating it, promoting it. The only concrete plan I really had was to be working for myself by the time I was 30. Am starting a little too late, but something more needs to be added to the money mix or I'm going to have to move back in with my parents again. OY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-112428159348587990?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/112428159348587990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=112428159348587990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112428159348587990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112428159348587990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2005/08/ooh-new-blog.html' title='Ooh! A new blog!'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15509172.post-112428415630579111</id><published>2005-08-17T09:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T08:09:16.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yeah, something good</title><content type='html'>Just so you don't think I complain all the time, I saw the FANTASTIC movie, 'March of the Penguins' last night.  It was like the best episode of National Geographic you've ever seen, times ten. It was heartbreaking and beautiful at the same time. My old roommate Shannon and I went to see it, and at one point I turned to her and said "Every time I fall down this winter I'm going to make that penguin noise" and she said "TOTALLY".  It seems penguins and I share a propensity to fall over, a lot. They slide on their bellies when they do that, I'm not that fat yet. There was a brief section with some heavy penguin-on-penguin sensuality and some heartbreaking moments of life-n-death struggle, but other than that, I'd recommend this movie to practially anyone.  I guess my mom and grandma had just seen it earlier in the day, I can't wait to hear what they thought of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15509172-112428415630579111?l=eoinadesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/112428415630579111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15509172&amp;postID=112428415630579111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112428415630579111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15509172/posts/default/112428415630579111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eoinadesigns.blogspot.com/2005/08/oh-yeah-something-good.html' title='oh yeah, something good'/><author><name>beccajo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13279105856744490037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3297/1438/1600/avatar.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
