<?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-3266045</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:54:43.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random blabbling of the superfat One...</title><subtitle type='html'>Insights into the life of Supa...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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>226</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-113210489063700732</id><published>2005-11-15T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T20:34:50.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as if i didn't hate winter enough i have to pay 1000 bucks to get tires just to drive in it...i am soooooo not a happy camper</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/113210489063700732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/113210489063700732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113210489063700732' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-113202061953687973</id><published>2005-11-14T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T21:14:56.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I got tagged by seminary boy#2 and then yelled at by both him and his brother to write 5 random things about myself. So much randomness hard to narrow it down to five, but here goes...Random fact #1: I don’t eat onions, which is not unusual, lots of people don’t like onions, except I like cooking with onions. I love the smell they make when you throw them into a hot pan with garlic. So I put </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/113202061953687973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/113202061953687973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113202061953687973' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-113055218732519854</id><published>2005-10-28T22:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T22:19:47.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was reading a nostalgic blog post this morning reminiscing about simpler times as children when things were fresh and new and how our lives should be lived like them, filled with excitement for such "firsts".And looking at my own lists of firsts from my last post I see that is how I sometimes tend to define and evaluate my life as well. Recently Seminary Boy #1 (his younger brother is Seminary </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/113055218732519854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/113055218732519854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113055218732519854' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-112776165992740185</id><published>2005-09-26T15:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T15:52:18.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes…Today marks my one year in the working world…wow one year in Edmonton…boy how times flies…Since it’s time for rent increases, car insurance renewals and all that fun stuff I figured it’s probably time see what I’ve done with myself.When people ask me what’s up, my usual reply is nothing much. And a lot of times I feel like I’ve been moving </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/112776165992740185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/112776165992740185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112776165992740185' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-112666375401624580</id><published>2005-09-13T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T22:09:14.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally bought a blender...am having a fruit smoothie...YUM!...also signed up for kung fu classes...hope i am not becoming davin, i kinda like having hair :P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/112666375401624580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/112666375401624580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112666375401624580' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-112655514314888892</id><published>2005-09-12T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T16:09:17.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*Delete Forever*Finally took the courage to clean out my inbox.263 emails full of inside jokes, plans, promises, apologies and prayers…that are no more…figured it’d be easier without them sitting there reminding me all the time, but made the mistake of reading one…it just feels like it’s all happening all over again…and once again I lose.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/112655514314888892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/112655514314888892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112655514314888892' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-112649988180895553</id><published>2005-09-12T00:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T00:38:01.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my baby sister's gone off to university....boy does that make me feel old.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/112649988180895553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/112649988180895553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112649988180895553' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-112489651041641564</id><published>2005-08-24T11:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T15:48:02.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One of the worst feelings in the world is you realize that you are replaceable.You go on believing that you’re important to something, but then you realize that it can go on just as well without you. And so you’re left feeling useless, foolish and like you just got punched really really hard in the stomach.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/112489651041641564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/112489651041641564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112489651041641564' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-112440062333995471</id><published>2005-08-18T17:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T17:35:55.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This awful rainy day has become my official mope-and-feel-sorry-for-myself-and-count-all-the-things-I-wish-I-were-and-had day.I wish I was better, stronger…i wish i had my own song...The Weather Network says tomorrow will be mainly sunny…hope they’re right.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/112440062333995471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/112440062333995471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112440062333995471' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-111938222311542704</id><published>2005-06-21T15:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T15:30:26.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ten days till i come home....can't wait!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111938222311542704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111938222311542704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111938222311542704' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-111894928985342878</id><published>2005-06-16T15:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T23:53:30.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so, my wrist started hurting yesterday when i was practicing guitar and now all worried about like carpal tunnel or something like that...so i got myself an ergonmic keyboard (well stole it really from a girl who left, but my friend in IT said it's ok)...a fancy schmacy one with the split keyboard...it's more comfy and stuff like that, but now i have a problem...see, i never really ever learned </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111894928985342878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111894928985342878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111894928985342878' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-111869786550328591</id><published>2005-06-13T17:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T17:24:25.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>summer in edmonton =  connie sitting at home in a sweatshirt in the middle of june with a horrible cold = really suckycan't wait to come home...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111869786550328591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111869786550328591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111869786550328591' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-111816605256219389</id><published>2005-06-07T13:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T17:23:05.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!!I have finally made it past the 6-month mark of my time at Stantec.Not that it’s hard or really a big deal…but it does mean that I start getting dental coverage…and finally get to pull out those annoying wisdom teeth that have been causing me pain for the last 3 years but I’ve been too poor to get pulled.But I think I will save it for when summer's over and use it as an excuse</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111816605256219389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111816605256219389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111816605256219389' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-111699945671497778</id><published>2005-05-25T01:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T12:22:33.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Connie wants to be a rock star!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111699945671497778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111699945671497778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111699945671497778' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-111530862711154802</id><published>2005-05-05T11:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T12:04:07.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rescue call...simon's blog quoted a stat from somewhere that 90% of people fake a cell phone conversation at least once a month...was talking about this with some ago collegues a while back after some heated discussion started during a meeting about the future of our department which our boss conveniently had to cut short because he had a "conference call" to go to and a collegue compared it to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111530862711154802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111530862711154802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111530862711154802' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-111479373902570472</id><published>2005-04-29T12:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T00:45:57.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>from friday's utmost...meant to post this since, but never got around to it...Certainty is the mark of the commonsense life— gracious uncertainty is the mark of the spiritual life. To be certain of God means that we are uncertain in all our ways, not knowing what tomorrow may bring. This is generally expressed with a sigh of sadness, but it should be an expression of breathless expectation. We </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111479373902570472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111479373902570472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111479373902570472' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-111455143574705764</id><published>2005-04-26T17:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T12:37:20.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...as if religion were something God invented, and not His statement to us of certain quite unalterable facts about His own nature...quite a few times while reading mere christianity have i had to stop, take a deep breath and just go...wow...he goes from an intellectual discourse on the existence of God, to basic and pratical application in morals and virtues in the world we are in, yet points </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111455143574705764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111455143574705764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111455143574705764' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-111452532808209507</id><published>2005-04-26T10:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T17:33:49.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Connie spoke too soon...today it rains...sunday it snows...BAH!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111452532808209507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111452532808209507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111452532808209507' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-111440537532085653</id><published>2005-04-25T01:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T01:02:55.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Connie likes:-        summery weather-        driving with the sunroof open-        impromptu Sunday afternoon barbecues-        cheese filled smokiesEdmonton’s not bad in the spring/summer...think it’s trying to convince people not to hate it after snowing on them all winter... =P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111440537532085653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111440537532085653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111440537532085653' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-111371715151084845</id><published>2005-04-17T01:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T15:34:48.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so...as promised i will tell you if the day following my good day was good as well...*drum roll....* and.....the answer is......it was ok... (hahaha...i know i'm gonna get kicked for that =P)and most my days are ok here...so yes don't be worrying about me being all alone and depressed here, coz i'm not...i do get bored sometimes...and living on my own i have on rare occasions i have caught myself</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111371715151084845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111371715151084845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111371715151084845' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-111319523375492938</id><published>2005-04-11T00:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T00:53:53.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was a good day. don't get too many of those...i hope tomorrow will be one too.i'll let you know if it is...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111319523375492938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/111319523375492938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111319523375492938' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-110331469692800159</id><published>2004-12-17T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T15:18:16.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hehe...i'm working on a project for this place called battle river...and there's a section in it called skulls island...feel like i should wear a patch to work with a parrot on my shoulder...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110331469692800159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110331469692800159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110331469692800159' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-110313484862008191</id><published>2004-12-15T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T13:20:48.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FREE FOOOODyeah good news just keeps coming doesn't it? for our "dedication and commitment" to the company in 2004 (for me it's only 3 weeks) we get a $30 grocery store coupon.hm...how many shrimp rings can i buy for 30 bucks...mmmmmm I LOVE shrimp rings!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110313484862008191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110313484862008191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110313484862008191' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-110308906396806371</id><published>2004-12-15T01:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T00:37:43.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>10....9...8....7...6..5...4....3...2............................1only 10 days till i come home for christmas!!!i am excited....that is all...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110308906396806371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110308906396806371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110308906396806371' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-110282663592159818</id><published>2004-12-11T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T23:43:55.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so cold...so snowy....so sad....so many 3-inch heels i cannot wear in the snow without my toes freezing and me breaking my back...on a quest to find winter shoes that i can walk to work in -26 degree weather in but do not look like i'm wearing my grandma's shoes. if you have suggestions of places to look please tell me...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110282663592159818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110282663592159818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110282663592159818' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-110269134516084073</id><published>2004-12-10T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T10:09:05.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i come to work 20 minutes early every single day...how come it's the one day i show up 5 minutes late that my boss decides to come in 5 minutes early?but still it is a good morning. we had a christmas "party" (just food and booze) yesterday in the office and the store forgot three platters of food and brought them after everyone left so there are three huge platters of meats and cheeses in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110269134516084073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110269134516084073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110269134516084073' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-110255947662864200</id><published>2004-12-08T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T21:31:16.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GRRR...i'm back...yes remember that annoying girl that would pester and whine and nag about people signing her guestbook? well she's back...this time about her comments.come on guys i'm starting to post again...i know not the most frequent or the most exciting...but still...give me some motivation...i'm still in the frail beginning state...if i get discouraged i might stop again....so yes let</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110255947662864200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110255947662864200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110255947662864200' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-110245470407452497</id><published>2004-12-07T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T16:25:04.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cubical update...my new cubie is nice...big bright with a nice big window too..it's all nice and pretty outside with the (still white) snow. the only thing wrong with being able to look outside is that poorly insulated window's make it feel like you ARE outside.as i am typing this i am wearing gloves and a scarf...INDOORS!!!guess it does keep me awake at work...but still...caffine does the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110245470407452497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110245470407452497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110245470407452497' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-110234651763942929</id><published>2004-12-06T10:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T11:44:22.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whenever there is doubt—wait....Wait for God’s timing and He will do it without any heartache or disappointment. When it is a question of the providential will of God, wait for God to move. - oswald chambers, my utmost for his highestmy usual reaction when there is doubt is to run around like a chicken with it's head cut off....guess waiting's a better idea, huh?on a totally unrelated note i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110234651763942929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110234651763942929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110234651763942929' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-110218573124923931</id><published>2004-12-04T11:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T13:42:11.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EVERYTHING WE DO IN LIFE THAT HAS ETERNAL VALUE HINGES ON TWO THINGS: LOVING GOD AND LOVING OTHERS- Stormie Omartianm, Power of a Praying Womansomeone asked me what my passion was...and honestly i didn't really know what to say...i seen myself as rather average. not particular good at anything, i do things that i do, some of which i enjoy and others i don't really but do anyways and that was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110218573124923931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110218573124923931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110218573124923931' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-110175636188077248</id><published>2004-11-29T14:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T14:26:01.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MOVING ON UP!...well not really...just one cubical over and across from where i used to be, but it's got a window, the chair's got armrests, the computer's got a CD rom (still no sound card tho) and it's not on the engineering manager's way out of his office...so hopefully no more tapping fingers that scare the heck out of me. so nice to look up and see the outside with the sun shining and </summary><link 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all the movies you guys will be recommending me on my previous post. but then i took a look at the old hunk of junk my aunt gave me (the up and down channel buttons don't work and only go to channels 3, 8, 11 and 13 so you have to punch each number in...makes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110144878705033226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110144878705033226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110144878705033226' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-110144677327517418</id><published>2004-11-26T01:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T00:26:13.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>simon and his friends are all doing this survey thing on their blogs where you recommend them books, music and movies...realized how much of a hole i've been living in since i can't really think of that last good book i've read...or any book at all. i'm still listening to music from my dad's generation and i haven't seen a movie since the summer....so i'll let you guys fill it out for me...don't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110144677327517418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110144677327517418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110144677327517418' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-110119189588203751</id><published>2004-11-23T01:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T01:38:15.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to the store with joni to buy food. reached for the no name brand smoked turkey, but let joni convince me to spring for the low fat "lean and tastey" one for 1 cent more...mistake. tastes like rubber...am reminded why i had sworn off low fat stuff till then...shiver...never again...fat is my friend... but speaking of friends...i am finally starting to get some here... i know i'm long due for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110119189588203751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110119189588203751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110119189588203751' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-110083756246933700</id><published>2004-11-18T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T23:12:42.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been waiting for a real good story to tell you all about, but realizing more and more that something like that is not likely gonna happen soon and even me looking at my own blog not being updated is getting on my nerves. so until anything exciting happens in my life i will blog about everyday randomness...i guess like i always have...but yes life here is not the most exciting. it's stable and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110083756246933700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/110083756246933700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110083756246933700' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-109814888790589209</id><published>2004-10-18T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T21:21:27.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well today was a day of firsts...- first time i've driven to work- first time i've had to brush and scrap snow and ice off a windshield- first time i've driven in the snow- and actually.......it's the first time i've driven by myself EVER...i know it's scary, connie's out on the loose. but really i'm not that dangerous...probably because right now i drive even slower than my mother does =P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109814888790589209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109814888790589209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109814888790589209' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-109794723118742671</id><published>2004-10-16T13:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T13:20:31.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BAH! there's no more escaping it...woke up this morning and edmonton's covered in snow...and probably will be for the next six months...and i hate snow...which of course makes edmonton not so good a place for me to be...i am not pleased</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109794723118742671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109794723118742671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109794723118742671' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-109731006990127504</id><published>2004-10-09T04:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T04:21:09.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tada! i'm back. yes i fell into an internetless ditch since i've been in edmonton so i hadn't had a chance to update about what's been going on, but now i'm infront of the computer and SOOOOO much has happened that i don't know even know where to start...so i'm gonna put it off a little longer and try to collect my thoughts. but something happened today that i just HAD to announce to the world..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109731006990127504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109731006990127504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109731006990127504' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-109582084334342660</id><published>2004-09-21T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T22:40:43.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just packed my life into three suitcases...leaving for edmonton tomorrow....if you haven't talked to me in the last two weeks...yes i am moving to edmonton for the year...long story that i'll probably post later. so yeah off to live with the cows...tata!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109582084334342660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109582084334342660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109582084334342660' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-109452988479713141</id><published>2004-09-07T01:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T00:04:44.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>arrived in one piece in edmonton. interview's in 36 hours, but for the meantime am seeing family and friends and enjoying being VERY well fed =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109452988479713141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109452988479713141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109452988479713141' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-109410420730421471</id><published>2004-09-02T01:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T01:50:07.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Out of the depths I cry to you, O LORD ; O Lord, hear my voice. Let your ears be attentive to my cry for mercy. If you, O LORD , kept a record of sins, O Lord, who could stand? But with you there is forgiveness; therefore you are feared. I wait for the LORD , my soul waits, and in his word I put my hope. My soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen wait for the morning, more than </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109410420730421471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109410420730421471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109410420730421471' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-109407446131980381</id><published>2004-09-01T17:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T17:34:21.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes it's hard for me to believe God's grace that can wipe away the darkest of sins and change even the hardest of hearts especially when I look at my own and the things that I have done, but in the past have always been encouraged when I read Isaiah...Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool. but I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109407446131980381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109407446131980381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109407446131980381' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-109202140235991654</id><published>2004-08-08T23:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T23:16:42.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeah we broke our perfect record...go RECON!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109202140235991654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109202140235991654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109202140235991654' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-109122652615033580</id><published>2004-07-30T18:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T18:28:46.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WILD GOOSEIn about ten minutes i will be off on my first camping trip ever, since wilderness in hong kong is that patch of grass between highways. It's not hardcore camping or anything, but still will be an interesting experience...we'll see if i survive.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109122652615033580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109122652615033580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109122652615033580' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-109080191153542660</id><published>2004-07-25T20:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T16:39:20.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow...got a totally random email from jessi, my roommate from my junior year in highschool. haven't talked to her in years and last i remember she was off to bucknell, playing tennis, seeing some guy who's name i don't remember and still hating calculus. but now she's done school and getting ready to be shipped off to honduras to join the Peace Corps...somehow my sitting on my bum here in toronto</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109080191153542660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/109080191153542660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109080191153542660' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-108917837600985027</id><published>2004-07-07T01:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T02:15:13.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>time for another online surveygot this one off steph's site apparently i am:An SECF--Sober Emotional Constructive Follower. This makes you a hippie. You are passionate about your causes and steadfast in your commitments. Once you've made up your mind, no one can convince you otherwise. Your politics are left-leaning, and your lifestyle choices decidedly temperate and chaste.You do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108917837600985027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108917837600985027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108917837600985027' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-108917569198523229</id><published>2004-07-07T00:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T00:48:11.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>supa has joined a gym...hopefully i will have enough discipline to stick with it and be able to eventually change my nickname. i get one free hour with the personal trainer tomorrow. we had a quick interview after which he concluded that i have no diet discipline and he needs to create a workout that will "blast my abs and thighs". i think tomorrow he will also do that fat measuring thing where </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108917569198523229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108917569198523229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108917569198523229' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-108805354920422393</id><published>2004-06-24T00:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T01:05:49.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tko's comment reminds me of a post i was gonna post but then got to lazy to...this happens alot which is why there are never any posts.but yes last month some of us unemployed graduated bums decided to get into a van and travel south of the border to chicago (since we couldn't afford anything further). it turned out to be a time of good fun, food, laughs, standing ovations and of course quotes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108805354920422393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108805354920422393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108805354920422393' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-108717827517737386</id><published>2004-06-13T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T21:57:55.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so if you hadn't noticed i'd been hiding in a blogging ditch since school's been out. guess i've been waiting for something to happen to me that's worth blogging about. not to say the summer's been completely uneventful, but i keep putting it off expecting something else to come along....but...was reminded today at church as our pastor encouraged us to start each day on the right note, i </summary><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108313992608148355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108313992608148355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108313992608148355' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-108223913180177064</id><published>2004-04-17T17:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T02:17:20.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was sitting infront of tim horton's waiting for paula and was looking at people walking by...i wonder how i missed it for so many years, but seriously all the girls here all look exactly the same. apparently the look to have is the wanna be casual "i just rolled out of bed" little tank/sweatshirt and sweatpant/capris/jean one...but really, who rolls out of bed with perfect hair and a ton of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108223913180177064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108223913180177064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108223913180177064' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-108218017412172114</id><published>2004-04-17T01:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T01:39:07.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok i am officially a pack rat...i just went threw the stuff i've accumulated the four years i've been in london...and it's insane!! i threw away two shopping carts full of papers and random things, packed 6 bags of clothes for goodwill, have built a fort in my living room with boxes of my stuff...yet somehow my closest is still full and my room doesn't look like i'm packed at all...i got rather </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108218017412172114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108218017412172114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108218017412172114' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-108154418087809607</id><published>2004-04-09T16:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T16:59:06.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wah yesterday's hazardous medical waste treatment plant tour was a little more fun than i had expected it to be...oh yeah and we're doing a project on it so it's not like we just go places like that for the fun of it.but yeah i had been dreading this tour since it's just the three of us from my group driving there with my solid wastes prof, also thought i'd be grossed out by nasty anatomical </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108154418087809607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108154418087809607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108154418087809607' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-108139914068520927</id><published>2004-04-08T00:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T00:41:45.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>360+ pages printed and bound mark the end of my fourth year design project.such a huge load lifted</summary><link rel='edit' 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</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108118025930819607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108118025930819607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108118025930819607' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-108101681961288045</id><published>2004-04-03T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T13:29:39.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a flyer on my door today informs me that the A&amp;P across the street became a 24 hour one as of yesterday...just in time to meet all those late night, mid-studying studying chip, chocolate, meatball etc. cravings. me's gonna get real fat this exam period.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108101681961288045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108101681961288045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108101681961288045' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-108089198548679320</id><published>2004-04-02T02:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T02:52:52.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haven't done an online quiz in quite a while now...and you know how addicted to those things i was...so here's a nice and short one...(somehow the picture wouldn't show when i pasted the thing in, but me being too lazy to figure out why i just left it)you are the cute but psycho happy bunny. Youadorable, but a little out there. It's alright,you might not have it all, but there are worse which </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108089198548679320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108089198548679320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108089198548679320' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-108085931396348076</id><published>2004-04-01T17:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T17:44:31.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>....sigh it's so close yet....so far away....things between me and the end of my academic career...1) thesis report2) design project 3) process control project report4) solid waste design report5) final exams6) 27 days of no sleepa side note: if you're making a lot of photocopies and too lazy to close the cover each time....DON'T LOOK DOWN...i am still seeing lights.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108085931396348076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108085931396348076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108085931396348076' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-108041645635522269</id><published>2004-03-27T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T14:43:29.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hehe...my precious...got my ring yesterday after some weird wanna be cultish ceremony.almost lost my ring today when i was showering. i think we should take bets as to how long till i really lose it and need to get a replacementalso saw my first lady bug today, although it's a sign that long awaited spring has arrived...but i hate those things</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108041645635522269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/108041645635522269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108041645635522269' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107999419849906428</id><published>2004-03-22T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T17:25:46.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today i waited almost an hour and paid some guy in a white robe 100 bucks to tell me that it would cost another $1200 to get my widsom teeth pulled. i'm seriously rethinking the amy option...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107999419849906428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107999419849906428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107999419849906428' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107984726809854069</id><published>2004-03-21T00:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T00:36:54.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok so i left my computer unguarded with blogger logged in and simon got to it posting "connie's all paranoid that one day i'm going to sneak onto her computer and post stupid things on her blog when she isn't looking. can you believe that? where does she come up with these things? "...which explains why i get paranoid about him posting, but yes i tried deleting it, but it stayed there, and my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107984726809854069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107984726809854069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107984726809854069' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107924703702224931</id><published>2004-03-14T01:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T01:52:56.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeah!...lots of bath an body works lotion and olive garden later, i am full and smelling like a mixture of sweet pea, white flower ginger, plumeria, cucumber melon and fresia. although i only bought one thing for myself, it was quite a satisfying trip.  however it will not be the food and the goods that make this trip one to rememberabout 15 minutes back through the canadian border, caleb's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107924703702224931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107924703702224931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107924703702224931' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107898599828941650</id><published>2004-03-11T01:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T01:22:14.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>only 2 days left till outlet shopping...must prepare...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107898599828941650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107898599828941650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107898599828941650' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107878197589411388</id><published>2004-03-08T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T16:41:49.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mmm....codeine is my best friend...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107878197589411388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107878197589411388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107878197589411388' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107835831246418223</id><published>2004-03-03T18:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T19:03:41.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AHHH!!!!what are the chances, the night before our fourth year design presentations, the engineering computer network crashes...wanna know who did it? a computer engineering class writing their networking exam...how ironic. if we weren't screwed, i'd be laughing really hard</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107835831246418223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107835831246418223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107835831246418223' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107803003736808175</id><published>2004-02-28T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T23:49:43.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT!!date: march 2nd, 2004time: 9-11amwhere: in my areawhat: MY FIRST IN CAR LESSON!!! yes i will actually be on the road...in a car...driving it...or at least trying to...hehehehehei told you i'd give you advanced warning...so yes, it is now time to start fearing for your lives. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107803003736808175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107803003736808175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107803003736808175' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107800727970893863</id><published>2004-02-28T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T17:30:04.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so tired...i want to die...or just sleep a really really long time...and i'm home alone...i need friends...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107800727970893863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107800727970893863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107800727970893863' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107722790966289100</id><published>2004-02-19T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T17:00:25.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wheee...after learning two semesters' worth of process control in 24 hours, no sleep and an exam, reading week finally begins...FREEDOM...that is until wednesday when i come back and have daily dates with the chem lab from 9am-6pm for like the rest of my life...but i will think about that wednesday at 9</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107722790966289100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107722790966289100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107722790966289100' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107674026296882346</id><published>2004-02-14T01:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T01:32:53.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Supa on wheels...i know the world never thought it would see this day, but in 7.5 hours i will be starting driver's ed. yes at 22 years of age i am finally gonna try to learn to drive. (however matt still holds the record for being the biggest bum =P)don't worry yet tho, it's only in classes for now...so the streets of London will be safe for another couple of weeks. i'll give you guys a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107674026296882346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107674026296882346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107674026296882346' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107668940551608514</id><published>2004-02-13T11:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T11:25:15.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>stupid me...how does one forget sometime so important!?!?!??! spend my whole academic career looking forward to one thing and then when it comes i forget about it...i have an assignment due today and spent all yesterday working on it and completely forgot about my iron ring info session. argh my brain is useless. i guess it's not the biggest deal since it's an info session and not the actual </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107668940551608514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107668940551608514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107668940551608514' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107657174172152410</id><published>2004-02-12T02:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T02:44:41.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LIFE AS I KNOW IT IS OVER!!!today i heard news that will change my life forever......and no it's not the proposed changes in NHL regulations...my roomate informed me today that they changed all the coin operated washer in our laundry room to take a loonie and a quarter for a load. a LOONIE!!! i've spent my whole life, well last two and a half years of it, finding every possible way to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107657174172152410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107657174172152410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107657174172152410' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107643786082043441</id><published>2004-02-10T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T13:32:47.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hm...so i guess the trial run of the comments thingy was a success. 15 comments in only a week, that's more than my guestbook got in like a month...and there was no teeth pulling or whining involved either...keep up the good work guys!i think i like the comment thing. it's neat to see who still reads this thing and who has blogs of their own...like dor, since when did you have a blog, but then </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107643786082043441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107643786082043441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107643786082043441' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107575303980201448</id><published>2004-02-02T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T15:19:00.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok so i added comments to my blog. it is only a trial thing tho . i think if it ends up and unused as my guestbook i might do away with both of them...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107575303980201448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107575303980201448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107575303980201448' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107538572171130293</id><published>2004-01-29T09:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T09:16:56.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haven't done an online quiz in a while...and you all know how i love those. well found this one on Cho's blog. here are my results:Connie, you exhibit an even balance between left- and right- hemisphere dominance and a slight preference for visual over auditory processing. With a score this balanced, it is likely that you would have slightly different results each time you complete this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107538572171130293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107538572171130293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107538572171130293' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107487266074674567</id><published>2004-01-23T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T10:45:49.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>everyone's posting these mass updates, so i guess it's my turn...plus someone said if i didn't, he'd call me daily to yell at me...i guess that's not horrible, since some phone calls (even hate ones) are better than the no phone calls i'm getting now (oh yeah simon calls, but he doesn't count =P )but yes i will be keeping this short, since 1) my life's not all that exciting and 2) my fingers </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107487266074674567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107487266074674567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107487266074674567' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107345406187563423</id><published>2004-01-07T00:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T00:52:02.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pretending to be the good caring girlfriend that i am so obviously NOT, i decided to make some congee for the sick boy...but being the extremely forgetful person that i am, i got distracted by leno and left my little concoction there on the stove to boil over. no worries tho, i don't think i'll poison him coz the congee escaped unharmed...but my stovetop is now completely covered with a starchy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107345406187563423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107345406187563423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107345406187563423' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107336797347209172</id><published>2004-01-06T00:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T00:47:24.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>another Christmas and New Year's gone by...was much the usual family friends and food...and of course the annual holiday 5 pound weight gain...man at this rate if i love long enough i'll hit sumo size. but yes this time my friends decided that since it's our last year we should all go to the charity ball...which means that blue dress i bought that fit just right two summers (ie two christmas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107336797347209172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107336797347209172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107336797347209172' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107172606081952883</id><published>2003-12-18T00:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T12:01:58.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was about the whine and cry about the fact that i am stuck in the computer lab while the whole rest of the world is free and out playing...but...then i read my last post...and yes indeed...i am too blessed to be stressed. aiya!...so easy to slip into feeling sorry for yourself and complaining about things. on the bright side, nobody else being in the lab...means that the complab nazis aren't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107172606081952883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107172606081952883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107172606081952883' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107059601415829569</id><published>2003-12-04T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T22:47:33.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've been realizing that you really can decide how you feel. you can choose to be depressed and wallow and sulk and feel sorry for yourself...or you can choose not to...i've been through some struggles big and small and downtimes and many a "bleh" times, but each time it only gets clearer that God has blessed me and there is no reason for me not to feel blessed.i know alot of people are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107059601415829569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107059601415829569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107059601415829569' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107059438538565344</id><published>2003-12-04T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T22:23:15.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what is up with the "wassups"?when i ask someone what's up or how's it going, i usually expect an answer, but i'm finding that when many people say don't actually care what is up with you. i was walking to the UCC the other day and this guy i had class with in first year walking towards me. i smile and say hi, and he goes hey, wassup? so in my little mind i thought that meant we would stop and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107059438538565344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107059438538565344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107059438538565344' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107039433321982305</id><published>2003-12-02T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T14:46:10.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hm...i was gonna post a picture here and write about taking pictures...but it's been so long i forget how to do that...so we'll just have to do without the visual...but yes, i would like to comment on that horrible thing that happens when you give an asian a digital camera...as soon as you do, you will never be safe again. every moment of your life could potentially be captured and used against</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107039433321982305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107039433321982305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107039433321982305' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-107004821578528062</id><published>2003-11-28T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T14:37:29.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a 3 hour tutorial at 8am on friday, group meetings, assignment due, the computer lab, pouring rain and no umbrella really doesn't add up to the best day....and i would advise against trying to make mashed potatoes and realizing after you boil the potatoes that you lent your masher to someone else and have to mash 10 potatoes with a fork at 2 am the night before. took everything in me this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107004821578528062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/107004821578528062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107004821578528062' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-106953251510535318</id><published>2003-11-22T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T15:22:22.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ever notice that when you're kinda down and you let yourself wallow in it, and all of a sudden you spiral downwards and then you start thinking that you're world's falling apart and you have no friends? Yes? No?...well sometimes that happens to me, but good thing for me i snap out of it before i let myself get too far and God always shows me how horribly wrong i am.I HAVE THE BESTEST FRIENDS </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/106953251510535318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/106953251510535318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106953251510535318' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-106934210617431114</id><published>2003-11-20T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T10:28:51.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In Christ alone my hope is foundHe is my light my strength my songThis corner stone this solid groundFirm through the fiercest draught and stormWhat height of love what depths of peaceWhen fears are stilled and strivings ceaseMy comforter my all in allHere in the love of Christ I stand....No guilt no fear in deathThis is the power of Christ in meFrom life's first cry to dying breathe</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/106934210617431114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/106934210617431114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106934210617431114' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-106919209987912839</id><published>2003-11-18T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T16:50:28.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"O God, make me one of those rarest of souls who willingly wait for Thy time; My impatient will must be lost in Thine own, And Thy will  forever be mine"I never really knew how hard it would be to pray this prayer...to truly wait on God and trust in His timing. Can't say I know now, but I need to learn...Pray for me...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/106919209987912839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/106919209987912839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106919209987912839' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-106809867283555522</id><published>2003-11-06T01:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T01:16:02.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wah me AGAIN! i really don't like doing biz...thinking about something exciting to say...but nope can't think of anything...life's been just kinda normal...nothing worth really writing about...haven't really done anything exciting or stupid lately (i know it's hard to believe).it's been mad midterm and deadline week and as much as i hate being in the engineering building, i have spent more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/106809867283555522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/106809867283555522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106809867283555522' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-106809855971772312</id><published>2003-11-06T01:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T01:04:50.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hehe of course you guys know me well enough to know that when i say "I'm back" it doesn't really mean i'm back back...it's more a "i'm lazy and i'll drop by every now and then"... =Pbut i am here today, procrastinating from studying biz...yes i have a biz class...it's the equivalent of first year biz for engineers. sigh can't seem to bring myself to do it...it just doesn't seem applicable to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/106809855971772312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/106809855971772312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106809855971772312' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-106701852125135805</id><published>2003-10-24T14:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T15:15:35.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'M BACK!!!...new guestbook and all...and of course i just couldn't resist being the first one to sign my own guestbook. now it's your turn...hehe i know i'm such a loser, but i know you guys still love me...right?...right?...somebody? anybody?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/106701852125135805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/106701852125135805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106701852125135805' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-106697512208720762</id><published>2003-10-24T01:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T13:47:23.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been asked to blog...so...the coolest thing this week...well it's not really "cool"...but i was definitely excited about it...there was a sale at chapters-indigo.ca, so...i finally ordered and recieved my very own copy of the chemical engineering "bible"...you'll think i'm a geek...but but but but think...all 20 gabazillion pages of the perry's chemical engineers' handbook sitting right here on</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/106697512208720762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/106697512208720762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106697512208720762' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-106619702428140818</id><published>2003-10-15T01:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T19:19:18.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah so guess there haven't been as many fun adventures here at western as promised...but i will blog today...because today is a sad day.got an email today. apparently my guestbook will no longer be free...and since i am a poor, cheap uiversity student...i will not pay. i know my that both my blog and guestbook have long past their glory days...i know, i know, even those weren't all that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/106619702428140818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/106619702428140818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106619702428140818' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-106316464514380136</id><published>2003-09-09T23:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T23:38:11.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well for all those who came here because they still had a small bit of faith in my blogging again, I thank you...and for those who come back periodically to use my baby pictures against me, you will be disappointed as the bums who posted them seem to have taken them off their page.But yes with each school semester comes the insane workload and therefore...much procrastination...I mean well </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/106316464514380136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/106316464514380136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106316464514380136' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-105632110041952109</id><published>2003-06-22T18:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-22T18:32:19.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>things your learn from softball....got kicked smack in the stomach today...never knew that fat bruises...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/105632110041952109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/105632110041952109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105632110041952109' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-105620584434073521</id><published>2003-06-21T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-21T10:34:05.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So apparently my not blogging is to be blamed for my friends not calling me...even when they come all the way back from Germany (ahem wongs =P). So i guess i will have to update as an attempt to keep my friends.And as you have all guessed I was in a ditch...a big PVC resin filled ditch...ie i'm working in R&amp;D at a polymer piping factory. which consists of waking up at 5:30 for work, having no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/105620584434073521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/105620584434073521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105620584434073521' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-92979886</id><published>2003-04-21T09:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T09:07:05.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok...so i've finally done it...i signed the form, and paid the registration fee...CCSA softball this summer...with my lack of coordination and athletic ability, this will be interesting...Personal goals for the season:- DON'T DIE!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/92979886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/92979886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92979886' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-92458843</id><published>2003-04-11T20:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T20:18:50.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hm inspired by a shopping trip weeks ago with Big Al looking for the sheet music for eternal flame, and the nice warm weather today, I found myself diggin up my "happy" CD's, and singing to the Bangles Greatest Hits...I am such a geek......but then again, the 80's stiletto heel has made a comeback, so maybe I'm not so off...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/92458843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/92458843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92458843' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-91659641</id><published>2003-03-30T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T14:00:27.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Spinster" - by Sylvia PlathNow this particular girlDuring a ceremonious april walkWith her latest suitorFound herself, of a sudden, intolerably struckBy the birds' irregular babelAnd the leaves' litter.By this tumult afflicted, sheObserved her lover's gestures unbalance the air,His gait stray unevenThrough a rank wilderness of fern and flower;She judged petals in disarray,The whole</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/91659641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/91659641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91659641' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-91658905</id><published>2003-03-30T13:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T13:46:43.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>coming back to toronto, that whole SARS things is actually kinda scary...getting kinda paranoid. got into the elevator yesterday and some chinese guys was standing real close and almost breathing on me, and if i had a surgical mask on me i probably would have put it on.my mom's trying to ration the chinese food stock we have at home since she refuses to go anywhere chinese. she ran out of rice</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/91658905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/91658905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91658905' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-91440902</id><published>2003-03-26T18:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T18:21:45.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> went to the mall today...yes the mall...again.....didn't find a dress for the banquet, this season everything still has ruffles on it (yeck)and i think it's about time i hit the treadmills and ab workouts again....but besides all that, i couldn't help but notice the number of couples shopping together...in female clothing stores. i think that guys should be sensitive and caring and all that at</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/91440902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/91440902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91440902' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3266045.post-91101477</id><published>2003-03-20T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-20T22:53:07.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>weather report for today:mainly cloudy, with light winds...and expected popcorn showers in the chem eng labtoday's advice:do not try to pneumatically transport popcorn</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/91101477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3266045/posts/default/91101477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superfatconball.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91101477' title=''/><author><name>Con</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073484001313846394</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></entry></feed>
