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piss me off</category><title>Dorkisms</title><description>"Oh how we laughed and laughed... Except I wasn't laughing."</description><link>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>136</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/Dorkisms" /><feedburner:info uri="dorkisms" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-6422515180226886640</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2013 17:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-24T10:39:24.782-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bill Cosby: Himself</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Movies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wordless Wednesday</category><title>Wordless Wednesday: The way people look</title><atom:summary>


(If you haven't seen Bill Cosby: Himself, I feel bad for you, and I highly suggest that you watch it -- especially if you have children.) </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/BrRpm_usKZo/wordless-wednesday-way-people-look.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LCXiqGdb9Cw/UXgX4jLy07I/AAAAAAAAAvg/oMwFmHxu5sU/s72-c/BillCosby_TheWayPeopleLook.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/BrRpm_usKZo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2013/04/wordless-wednesday-way-people-look.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-3513856301023389276</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Apr 2013 04:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-12T21:57:09.391-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cool story bro</category><title>A fourth Heart Songs post because MUSIC.</title><atom:summary>Clearly, it has been a minute since I last posted anything,
so I'm going to make up for that with some nice, hefty filler material!
Because, really, who doesn't love a good filler post?



... Don't answer that.



Anyway, here's some shit that I've been listening to lately.




Also, are some of these songs "oldies" now? How
does that work, anyway?
_______________________________________________</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/iC9qnrhw1bE/a-fourth-heart-songs-post-because-music.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/MS91knuzoOA/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/iC9qnrhw1bE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2013/04/a-fourth-heart-songs-post-because-music.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-8540155615053921269</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2013 20:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-10T15:03:26.521-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tumors</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">shenanigans</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fuckery</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">boobies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cool story bro</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">possibly manic post</category><title>A weird little ball with a weird little name</title><atom:summary>I have a fibroadenoma that I named Nacho.




I found out about it back in November (the day before Thanksgiving to be precise), had an ultrasound about a week and a half later, and then elected to have a needle biopsy a couple of days before New Year’s Eve.

I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to worry anyone – especially not after everything with Jeremy.

So, why say something now, you </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/kDPJpo9_utI/a-weird-little-ball-with-weird-little.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U7UNrhQl-Wk/UQrL1w6sKsI/AAAAAAAAAu4/51zSW6OqG_M/s72-c/Nacho_2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/kDPJpo9_utI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2013/01/a-weird-little-ball-with-weird-little.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-2764067902339436827</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Jan 2013 04:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-27T15:07:29.441-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">consistency</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">games</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Borderlands 2</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dorkisms</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mordecai</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">raging neurosis</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bloodwing</category><title>Gender bender</title><atom:summary>
It’s no secret that I have this… thing… about consistency.
At this point I’m unsure of whether it’s a personality quirk or a weird litmus
test for whether or not I’m particularly hypomanic at a given time. Nevertheless, it exists. With that being said, meet Mordecai and
his BFF Bloodwing.





© Gearbox Software
Hella lookin' like a hobo.


In the original Borderlands use of Mordecai’s Action </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/_K76lSiD6tM/gender-bender.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ahJgdTemD5Y/UQStKMj5NEI/AAAAAAAAAuo/xXIf9-GQUv4/s72-c/Mordy&amp;Blood.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/_K76lSiD6tM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2013/01/gender-bender.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-7916180266690121448</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2012 22:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-12-12T14:51:04.585-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">married life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Borderlands 2</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cool story bro</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jeremy Dunham</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fuck cancer</category><title>Victory!</title><atom:summary>




If you follow myself and/or @DunhamSmash on Twitter, you already know that he conquered his cancer via a partial thyroidectomy – and possibly a mutant healing factor – at the end of October. The weeks leading up to the surgery were hard: Jeremy wasn’t feeling well (obviously), the kids were being exceptionally bratty, and everyone was telling me things like, “Don’t be alone,” or “Stay strong</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/vpckNTkTIp4/victory.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_hKYiUnPbss/UMkDHyBRTOI/AAAAAAAAAtw/boU4-hRGFVw/s72-c/borderlands2_crippledstatus.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/vpckNTkTIp4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/12/victory.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-8712067329908501269</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2012 08:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-12-11T11:14:55.192-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">shenanigans</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dorkisms</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cool story bro</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fuck cancer</category><title>A dorky place with dorky things</title><atom:summary>I was surprised as all shit when I discovered that this here blog was listed in an article run by Destructoid regarding gaming and geek blogs. I mean, wow! People actually read this shit? Whut?

However, I can't help feeling a little bad about all of the visitors that have come here. I'm not quite sure of what the expectation is: The "referral" stated that this blog is "deeply personal" -- which,</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/uWj5NKCyaZ0/a-dorky-place-with-dorky-things.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/uWj5NKCyaZ0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/11/a-dorky-place-with-dorky-things.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-599823178243906569</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Oct 2012 19:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-11-26T21:42:54.276-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Hat</title><atom:summary>I’m not sure if this comes across in any other posts, or on Twitter, but I like hats. I have several that I just love: A beanie with binary code on it; my Resident Evil S.T.A.R.S. baseball cap; that one super colourful number that the kids would regularly attempted to filch from me last winter; and, now, a bear hat – from Brave.




I picked up the hat back in June; it was hanging on a </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/n8AE6hXhtpE/the-hat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OtFa6GoiDxk/UIwwzTeW5QI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/O-Yc6fbrqVg/s72-c/bomb-ass-bear-hat.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/n8AE6hXhtpE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/10/the-hat.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-8933053807555754049</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Oct 2012 01:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-10-14T18:26:59.256-07:00</atom:updated><title>Re-post: Resident Evil 6: Haters gonna hate?</title><atom:summary>Hey you guys. So, in the midst of all of this cancer-bullshit I found myself able to put together a coherent post for Gaming Angels about the widespread negativity surrounding the release of Resident Evil 6 a couple of weeks ago. I'm re-posting that article here because that's what I do or whatever. On a side note, I should have titled it "Resident Evil 6: Hot mess or Haters gonna hate?" but </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/V_MqrXDg0bA/re-post-resident-evil-6-haters-gonna.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a3GNiq306DE/UHtjEMtpYWI/AAAAAAAAAsw/4cdpeW_B3VY/s72-c/re6_logo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/V_MqrXDg0bA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/10/re-post-resident-evil-6-haters-gonna.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-1505117203718207668</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Oct 2012 08:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-10-06T01:20:29.663-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fuck cancer</category><title>Fucking motherfucker of fucking fucks</title><atom:summary>Everyone says that everything happens for a reason, but I can’t think of a single reason why my husband has thyroid cancer.

Seriously, where’s the reason for this? He’s in his mid-thirties, he’s healthy. He’s a good person. But here we are: Hürthle cell carcinoma has decided to shack up in his thyroid. For no goddamn reason. 

We have had a lot of people send us well-wishes, and offers to “be </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/YHNMfS5kxUE/fucking-motherfucker-of-fucking-fucks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/YHNMfS5kxUE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/10/fucking-motherfucker-of-fucking-fucks.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-9115250815969139175</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Sep 2012 17:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-09-22T14:48:38.175-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">shenanigans</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">my mom meddles</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cool story bro</category><title>I'm getting spayed!</title><atom:summary>Whenever I hear stories about women who didn’t know they were pregnant and suddenly pop a baby out into the loo I cringe and wonder how those chicks could possibly be so fucking stupid. The changes that a body goes through during pregnancy are massive – so massive that it should be impossible to miss them. I would think that after missing a period for, say… I don’t know… four months, or </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/6P_e6NBS0hs/im-getting-spayed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/6P_e6NBS0hs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/09/im-getting-spayed.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-6965304285588314628</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Sep 2012 07:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-09-22T14:55:27.201-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motherhood</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Resident Evil 6</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gaming Angels</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jill Valentine</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cool story bro</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">videogames</category><title>Re-post: Zombies and Lickers and... Children?! Oh, my!</title><atom:summary>If you follow me on Twitter, then you probably already know that I’ve landed a volunteer gig with the website Gaming Angels. I’m not going to lie: I’m really bummed about that whole lack of pay thing, as I was unaware of the addendum posted to the initial “We’re Hiring!” notice because I had already gone after the position and felt no need to check out the original post. Nevertheless, I wanted to</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/slFy6IbMYdk/re-post-zombies-and-lickers-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m8zI32-JLZ0/UF1oyPhc9BI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/d5cvbwwNZzA/s72-c/RE6LeonCampaign.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/slFy6IbMYdk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/09/re-post-zombies-and-lickers-and.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-850444285686852589</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Aug 2012 04:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-08-21T21:57:33.668-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">married life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">shenanigans</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cool story bro</category><title>Shadowbox</title><atom:summary>Last year, I wrote a quick post about Jeremy and I being together for a million years, and how we’re hella fucking boss because of that. And even though today marks our ten-year wedding anniversary (for a total of fourteen years together), this post isn’t going to be a poignant, witty, or insightful musing about love and what it means to be together despite numerous people saying and thinking </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/j6zFxjvnAzs/shadowbox.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/j6zFxjvnAzs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/08/shadowbox.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-8427259202346744505</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Aug 2012 18:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-08-20T21:41:31.220-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">shenanigans</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Munchkin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Midget</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">parenthood</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cool story bro</category><title>Wait, whaaat?</title><atom:summary>Everybody knows that kids say some weird shit: Awhile back, I shared some of Midget’s more memorable gems from her younger days. Well, now that Munchkin has been legitimately speaking for the last two years, there are even more strange thoughts and phrases floating around the house. 

Are you ready for this? 

Cool. 

Oddball quote #1: 

Munchkin: I’m not a Pillow Pet, so do not pet me. 


</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/lcb3Mc6qpAQ/lol-whut.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/lcb3Mc6qpAQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/08/lol-whut.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-6311715337191226009</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Aug 2012 05:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-08-05T15:12:45.155-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cool story bro</category><title>Heart Songs -- Third Strike!</title><atom:summary>It occurred to me that I haven’t done one of these in awhile, so I figured, “Hey, why not?” Sharing my music may not be the strongest of blog posts, but it gives me an excuse to A) derp around on YouTube, and B) actually update this place.

Anyway, let's get started!


Phantogram: When I’m Small 


Goddamn, I love this song. 

The Raveonettes: The Beat Dies


Goddamn, I love this song, too. </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/zVChWo_jaew/heart-songs-third-strike.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/28tZ-S1LFok/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/zVChWo_jaew" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/08/heart-songs-third-strike.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-7050951216047778032</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Jun 2012 07:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-08-09T14:10:18.377-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">C-chan</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cats</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cool story bro</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fuck cancer</category><title>The story of a girl and her cat</title><atom:summary>Sometimes I think about strange things on strange days that, when really, truly analyzed, aren't that strange at all. For instance, I've been thinking a lot about my childhood pet lately. Even though she's been gone for quite a while, and I really am over it (seriously, I am, so don't make that face), today's date just kind of... sticks. And, so, I miss her a little, glare at Gizmo because I </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/pu8BrbkSHFI/story-of-girl-and-her-cat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MhQCgXt-wDE/T-1NE-KeO0I/AAAAAAAAArY/9Nq0KdlrvUg/s72-c/c-chan.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/pu8BrbkSHFI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/06/story-of-girl-and-her-cat.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-8634307800380133417</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 May 2012 01:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-23T10:19:48.800-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">medical maladies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fail</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cool story bro</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">doctor visits</category><title>Special Shorts</title><atom:summary>Over the last few days I tweeted about my oddly swollen leg, a trip to Urgent Care, and the fabulous news that an ultrasound of said swollen leg revealed that there were no blood clots threatening to kill me. Anyway, this is my snooze-tacular account of what happened. 

First, I shall state the obvious: blood clots scare the ever living shit out of me. To be honest, that’s a gross understatement.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/4blCBAr5pQU/special-shorts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2W4AchzZ7s/T8Ak27YwgAI/AAAAAAAAArA/_IPJuMuCLM8/s72-c/special_shorts.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/4blCBAr5pQU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/05/special-shorts.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-305961407995367949</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 May 2012 06:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-20T23:10:32.061-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cool story bro</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">u4ia games</category><title>Cheers for new beginnings, or something like that.</title><atom:summary>So, ummm… 

April sucked. 

Now that it’s over, I think I can talk about it at least a little bit – shed some light about the allusion I made in my last post. With that being said, I shall now fill you in on the massive bullshit that took place and absolutely ruined the month: 

Zipper Interactive closed down, and the entire studio was laid off. That would include my husband. You know -- that guy</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/fG0Cc_fY0RA/cheers-for-new-beginnings-or-something.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/fG0Cc_fY0RA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/05/cheers-for-new-beginnings-or-something.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-3510065413747185826</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2012 05:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-15T10:45:46.659-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fuckery</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">things that piss me off</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Herpa Derp</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">possibly manic post</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging is hard</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Alan Wake</category><title>I'm still alive, but not in the cool GLaDOS way.</title><atom:summary>
It’s kind of funny that I’ve been so stuck on Alan Wake lately. See, Alan is a writer… a writer who has struggled with writer’s block for two years. Do you see why this is funny, yet? 





The writer.


My own personal bout of this… affliction (for lack of a better term) has been rather intense. I have things that I wish to write about, but the words won’t quite come together to form anything </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/pzW948bLD00/im-still-alive-but-not-in-cool-glados.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xH-YvqdOdEg/T4pYeZgMj6I/AAAAAAAAAo0/itO0vfzoivE/s72-c/AWake.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/pzW948bLD00" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/04/im-still-alive-but-not-in-cool-glados.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-5885557858999519243</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2012 03:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-03T22:15:33.821-07:00</atom:updated><title>Advanced Natural Tirade</title><atom:summary>

http://helloprojectxtreme.blogspot.com


So, there’s a show that airs on the Disney Channel called A.N.T. Farm and I kind of hate it. Immensely. Naturally, the girls like it quite a lot. 

The premise is that a high school in San Fran has something called the Advanced Natural Talents program – or ANTs! What a clever acronym! Tee hee! These kids are about 11-ish, but they are so naturally </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/WZP7jHHke30/advanced-natural-tirade.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lEEVG0HI72g/T3vBzslXfKI/AAAAAAAAAn0/UXOumoNFVqg/s72-c/ANT+Farm.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/WZP7jHHke30" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/04/advanced-natural-tirade.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-5659919783321974556</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2012 05:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-28T22:11:50.816-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bipolar II disorder</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cool story bro</category><title>I'll be waiting with a gun and a pack of sandwiches</title><atom:summary>I think there’s something in the air. Earlier this week The Bloggess wrote about not quite being herself, and I have to say that I’m right there with her. Something has me by my imaginary balls, a sort of general sense of malaise. I haven’t slept well in several weeks, and I’ve been kind of grumpy and out of it, so I suspect that this is a hypo-manic phase. I’m hoping that it will pass already, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/y4KhD2nB7U0/ill-be-waiting-with-gun-and-pack-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/y4KhD2nB7U0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/03/ill-be-waiting-with-gun-and-pack-of.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-4220807414212819812</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2012 04:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-21T21:59:14.403-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">shenanigans</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Walking Dead</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wordless Wednesday</category><title>Wordless Wednesday: Walking Dead Meme</title><atom:summary>All over the web already, but whatever. Funnies FTW.


buzzfeed.com
</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/ZUUv_IUuMS8/wordless-wednesday-walking-dead-meme.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EtMFJewBV4I/T2qxAekXClI/AAAAAAAAAmU/-v67SV3n-GM/s72-c/WDMeme.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/ZUUv_IUuMS8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/03/wordless-wednesday-walking-dead-meme.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-1396391023599764891</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2012 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-06T00:00:05.246-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gizmo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">shenanigans</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MMA</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random Tuesday Thoughts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Unit 13</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cool story bro</category><title>Random Tuesday Thoughts #59 -- Katniss Everdeen would not be able to handle an armbar</title><atom:summary>I missed last week for some inexplicable reason, but I’ll try to make it up here, okay?



Keely is still conspicuously absent, but it's all good. 

So, I started reading The Hunger Games Trilogy last week. My thoughts: the first one is okay and now I’m stoked to see how it translates on the big screen; second (Catching Fire) one brought it; third one (Mockingjay), which I have not finished yet, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/jn_YHcU_DQ8/random-tuesday-thoughts-59-katniss.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-URPPANPjAik/T1W6zEDh-0I/AAAAAAAAAlo/Z9ErHvfOHy0/s72-c/Rousey-Tate+armbar.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/jn_YHcU_DQ8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/03/random-tuesday-thoughts-59-katniss.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-503249601333305889</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Mar 2012 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-05T00:00:02.574-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">games</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Unit 13</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">PlayStation Vita</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cool story bro</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jeremy Dunham</category><title>Oh shit, I'm talking about games again. But this one is a little different.</title><atom:summary>This post will probably seem like a shameless plug, or some kind of sponsored bullshit, but I assure you that it’s not; this is just something that I’d like to share because it flat out makes me happy. 

Tomorrow marks the day when Unit 13 will be available for the PlayStation Vita here in North America. I’ve been anticipating this game in a much different fashion than, say, Marvel vs. Capcom 3 </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/uLdIzHvbsAY/oh-shit-im-talking-about-games-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ydKf-4Z_o8Q/T1RaJ3SSSQI/AAAAAAAAAlg/HDzxpDlN5FI/s72-c/Unit13.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/uLdIzHvbsAY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/03/oh-shit-im-talking-about-games-again.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-3643924121447063175</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-08-17T12:55:07.050-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">shenanigans</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Munchkin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random Tuesday Thoughts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Midget</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cool story bro</category><title>Random Tuesday Thoughts #58: Swiper, no swiping!</title><atom:summary>I’m bored and it’s Tuesday, so that must mean that it’s time for…
 Went out and saw The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo for Valentine’s last week. Romantic film choice, right? I rather enjoyed it, though. Good movie, even if it is long as fuck.
I think I need to keep a running tally of how many times I have to trek up and down the stairs after putting the kids to bed since they, you know, don’t go to</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/VDXtefG2MdM/random-tuesday-thoughts-58-swiper-no.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/uKNun0EzYBo/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/VDXtefG2MdM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/02/random-tuesday-thoughts-58-swiper-no.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4302793934373888464.post-2751122143863127377</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2012 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-12-11T11:12:51.508-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fuckery</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random Tuesday Thoughts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Television</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cool story bro</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">what the fuck is this brony shit?</category><title>Random Tuesday Thoughts #57 -- I'm watching 28 Days Later right now and it's at the part where shit gets real.</title><atom:summary>It’s Tuesday and it’s Valentine’s Day! Woohoo!



 


First thing’s first: I’m trying a few different things out with my coding, including a new commenting system, so, yeah. If, for some reason, you try to comment and it doesn’t work, would you kindly let me know? (Twitter will be your best bet.) EDIT: comment section was actually broken this morning, but all is well. Back to Blogger's crappy </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Dorkisms/~3/bihXtSRjNwA/random-tuesday-thoughts-57-im-watching.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lex)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O9EKgwqyJY4/TzoE_0AmcrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/si_aAfFgx7E/s72-c/deadmau5+phone+troll.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Dorkisms/~4/bihXtSRjNwA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://dorkisms.blogspot.com/2012/02/random-tuesday-thoughts-57-im-watching.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>
