<?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-24792753</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:06:34.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lynnajonn</title><subtitle type='html'>Fruitless musings of a 20-something malcontent</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnajonn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24792753/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnajonn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lynnajonn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11828204437265335674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24792753.post-114455508899323986</id><published>2006-04-08T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T19:17:56.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gross</title><content type='html'>Sitting in the back of the bus on my way home one day, a man walked briskly to the back of the bus and sat directly in front of me.  He looked out the window to the left and muttered angrily about his medication.  He promptly removed a comb from his back pocket and began to comb his drandruff-laden hair.  Then, seeing that a good deal of that white flakey dust had come off on the the comb, he proceeded to place the comb far back into his mouth, licking the drandruff from its plastic prongs.  I almost puked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24792753-114455508899323986?l=lynnajonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnajonn.blogspot.com/feeds/114455508899323986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24792753&amp;postID=114455508899323986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24792753/posts/default/114455508899323986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24792753/posts/default/114455508899323986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnajonn.blogspot.com/2006/04/gross.html' title='Gross'/><author><name>lynnajonn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11828204437265335674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24792753.post-114455501842531298</id><published>2006-04-08T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T14:48:16.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The bus</title><content type='html'>Once, I listened, annoyed, to a whiney granola girl speaking fondly of "greyhound solidarity" at some sort of peace rally on my college campus.  Now I've ridden the bus quite a bit.  I have seen bus drivers spat upon, I have heard them chastise riders for everything from pounding on windows (tri-met just a few weeks ago), to smoking in the bathroom (greyhound, Portland - Spokane '98).  I have seen riders argue, make out, and greet one another.  But I have &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; seen bus-riders recognize their "common humanity" or nod knowingly at the strangers next to them in acknowledgment of their shared mode of transportation.  Ridiculous.  Stupid trustifarian 10th-year college seniors, with their worthless idealistic views of human nature.  They should just stick to the gas-guzzling VW vans that they love so dearly and stay the hell away from public transportation.  I'd prefer to sit next to a homeless hooker over smelling that pervasive stale patchuli any day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24792753-114455501842531298?l=lynnajonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnajonn.blogspot.com/feeds/114455501842531298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24792753&amp;postID=114455501842531298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24792753/posts/default/114455501842531298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24792753/posts/default/114455501842531298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnajonn.blogspot.com/2006/04/bus.html' title='The bus'/><author><name>lynnajonn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11828204437265335674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24792753.post-114341410000812000</id><published>2006-03-26T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T14:48:56.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat Pee</title><content type='html'>It’s actually kind of sunny out right now, and I would be outside, but jacket is in the washer.  Seems a certain member of the household thought it needed a little au de’ cat.  Nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24792753-114341410000812000?l=lynnajonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnajonn.blogspot.com/feeds/114341410000812000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24792753&amp;postID=114341410000812000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24792753/posts/default/114341410000812000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24792753/posts/default/114341410000812000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnajonn.blogspot.com/2006/03/cat-pee.html' title='Cat Pee'/><author><name>lynnajonn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11828204437265335674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24792753.post-114341335203747869</id><published>2006-03-26T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T15:02:12.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Functionally Useless Meanderings</title><content type='html'>I've decided to start doing something uselessly productive with my time: blogging. The word itself seems to imply its own inconsequentiality, and the fact that I have officially started my own blog has settled the question for me. But like I said at the beginning, at least I'll have something to show for my wasted time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24792753-114341335203747869?l=lynnajonn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnajonn.blogspot.com/feeds/114341335203747869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24792753&amp;postID=114341335203747869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24792753/posts/default/114341335203747869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24792753/posts/default/114341335203747869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnajonn.blogspot.com/2006/03/functionally-useless-meanderings.html' title='Functionally Useless Meanderings'/><author><name>lynnajonn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11828204437265335674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
