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Awry</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/vUIyqNub1gk/baby-sign-language-gone-awry.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2012 14:34:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-356797178622931543</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2012-01-25T14:37:28.385-08:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">
Ever since Sophi learned the sign for milk, she thinks that if she waves her hands in the air when she talks that she is clearly communicating all the profound thoughts that she has swimming around in her head her whole life. She also seems to think that I will immediately and entirely understand those thoughts because she is using her hands. When I don't, she scowls at me and continues to waves</atom:summary><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KD3eqDt-gws/TyB5WdNgi4I/AAAAAAAAAbE/P681ijFrkF8/s72-c/*finished-post.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/vUIyqNub1gk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2012/01/baby-sign-language-gone-awry.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Adventures in Traffic: San Francisco Edition</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/hiWS_Hz-lhQ/adventures-in-traffic-san-francisco.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Sat, 24 Sep 2011 22:04:00 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-8606421914678747941</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2011-11-10T20:57:06.832-08:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">
I think that the phrase "I left my heart in San Francisco"originated from a driver who tried to navigate his way through the city when he wasn't entirely sure where he was going.

Today, I left my heart at the corner of VanNess and whatever street I was on because of this sign:



Each time I passed it, I had approximately three seconds and 50 feet to decide which lane I needed to be in to go </atom:summary><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8d-pJemlT-c/TryZcXKQdnI/AAAAAAAAAao/R67-nP2Xn9A/s72-c/IMG_4215.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Comcast Customer Service
Me: (Dialing Comcast's helpline)
Comcast: Thank you for calling Comcast. Please listen carefully to the following options: Press one for internet trouble... Press tw....
Me: (Pressing one)
Comcast: (strange clicking sound like my brother is on the phone saying, click click click click) We are experiencing a HUGE number of calls at this time and longer than normal wait </atom:summary><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3KsQ8DUT9Xo/TnB6evP_x5I/AAAAAAAAAYM/TQLBbV6C03Y/s72-c/Unable+to+Connect.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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COMCAST CUSTOMER SERVICE
Me: Hi... I would like to get clarification on the cost of Comcast Service at my new residence.

Comcast: Please give me all your personal information.
Me: Why?
Comcast: So we can set up an account.
Me:  I don't want to set an account yet. I just want to know the total cost before I sign up.
Comcast: We need that information to verify your identity.
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Pacific Gas and Electric Customer Service

PG&amp;E: This is PG&amp;E Customer Service Line. How can I help you today?
Me: I think I may be inadvertently paying to power the strip in Vegas or heat a hotel in Minneapolis in the dead of winter. Both scenarios are odd because I live in San Francisco and its spring. Can you help me figure out why my bill is so extraordinarily high?
PG&amp;E: Do you turn on your</atom:summary><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jtiqqbQqeBo/TnBgu5E9TAI/AAAAAAAAAX0/GKj-uTDMn-M/s72-c/High+Energy+Bill.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/TT42FQ3R0II" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2011/09/asinine-conversations-with-utility.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Farewell</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/2-Fnt08DlzQ/farewell.html</link><category>Goodbye LAUSD...</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Thu, 23 Jun 2011 14:30:00 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-8802520873031055420</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2011-09-14T03:00:37.323-07:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">
Dear Los Angeles Unified School District,


It was the best of times and the worst of times, however, I can't say I regret any of the time I've spent working for you. I hated to love you and loved to hate you. Its been real.... really real. So real, at times, I really wanted it to be fake, but alas, it wasn't.  This day inspires me to sing to you the following. Enjoy. 




(Sing to the tune of "</atom:summary><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CUssiaci5v0/TnBnqca5DQI/AAAAAAAAAX8/nDYqfIqEHpk/s72-c/Work.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Tim and I posted our own ad on Craigslist (shameless selling ourselves as the perfect tenants).

I kid you not. It is THAT competitive for a good place in San Francisco. We are trying to get access to a place before they list it on Craigslist.

What is even better than that piece of wild information is the crrrrrazy emails we are getting in response.

What follows is a direct quote from one </atom:summary><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=ZWGwY8p6Yys:vvxBi_kPIkk:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=ZWGwY8p6Yys:vvxBi_kPIkk:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=ZWGwY8p6Yys:vvxBi_kPIkk:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?i=ZWGwY8p6Yys:vvxBi_kPIkk:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=ZWGwY8p6Yys:vvxBi_kPIkk:YwkR-u9nhCs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=YwkR-u9nhCs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/ZWGwY8p6Yys" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2011/02/house-hunt-2011-update-archtectuarally.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Stop now. You had me at "tub"</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/9LUAT51H_iM/stop-now-you-had-me-at-tub.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Fri, 11 Feb 2011 11:32:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-8494011503217467589</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2011-02-11T11:32:30.392-08:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">Dear listing agents on Craigslist,

I am writing to announce some "Best of Craigslist January 2011" awards. To those of you that won, congrats. To those of you that didn't, better luck in February.

Before I jump right into the awards, let me just say that I don't care how many times you use the word "HUGE" in your ad for a 3B/3B work/live loft with (and I quote), a private patio and HOT TUBE in </atom:summary><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=9LUAT51H_iM:Y0rADzyovxg:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=9LUAT51H_iM:Y0rADzyovxg:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=9LUAT51H_iM:Y0rADzyovxg:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?i=9LUAT51H_iM:Y0rADzyovxg:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=9LUAT51H_iM:Y0rADzyovxg:YwkR-u9nhCs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=YwkR-u9nhCs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/9LUAT51H_iM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2011/02/stop-now-you-had-me-at-tub.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Expect the Unexpected</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/MXBmD0aTXs0/sometimes-you-will-have-to-evacuate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2011 22:26:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-7125579442958602951</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2011-01-30T22:37:17.006-08:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">Rae Rae's Top Ten "Sometimes" Situations for New Parents (from 0-6 months, at least)

#1
Sometimes you will have baby diaper "blowouts" and they will most likely occur while you are on a road trip and stuck in middle of the grapevine where there are no reststops after the sun goes down.  In that scenario, one of the best places for the items that you will need to change the baby is NOT the </atom:summary><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=MXBmD0aTXs0:qtURhznKp6c:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=MXBmD0aTXs0:qtURhznKp6c:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=MXBmD0aTXs0:qtURhznKp6c:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?i=MXBmD0aTXs0:qtURhznKp6c:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=MXBmD0aTXs0:qtURhznKp6c:YwkR-u9nhCs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=YwkR-u9nhCs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/MXBmD0aTXs0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2011/01/sometimes-you-will-have-to-evacuate.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Adventures in House Hunting: Yes... again</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/r5El5MXRU2A/adventures-in-house-hunting-yes-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Thu, 27 Jan 2011 21:56:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-7107350966241097880</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2011-01-27T21:56:19.496-08:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">I have a new idea for a reality series on Bravo.

"Rae Rae the House Hunter"
A married woman with six month old child embarks on a journey to find the home of her dreams only to discover a 1,000 homes of her nightmares.

Today's episode:
Rae Rae has enlisted the services of an agency provided to her by her husband's new employer. This agency has been as helpful as a friend who looks up listings </atom:summary><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/r5El5MXRU2A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2011/01/adventures-in-house-hunting-yes-again.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Photog Phobia</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/DMZVqphQ-eg/photog-phobia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Wed, 26 Jan 2011 23:34:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-4776333563306321756</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2011-09-14T02:00:11.685-07:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">



I realize that my daughter is cute, but seriously now.... if she is not related to you, then why do want a picture of her?

Just about every day I get asked by some random stranger if they can take a picture of her like she is some sort of celebrity. I'm not gonna lie to you. It's seriously that often.... and its people you would never expect. I won't elaborate on who I am referencing here.  </atom:summary><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DrYUJeo3BYw/TnBrwyJE8GI/AAAAAAAAAYA/7fo0x09Ni-o/s72-c/IMG_7553.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/DMZVqphQ-eg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2011/01/photog-phobia.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>The "F" Line</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/4LAqaMLgd9E/f-line.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Fri, 14 Jan 2011 17:47:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-3726135781042931688</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2011-09-14T02:02:29.440-07:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">
While adventuring around San Francisco with Sophi today, I discovered two things:


             1)    The handicap ramps are not for strollers.

Go Figure. A kind man helped me get my stroller on the train so I thought I was cool. Until the conductor stopped the train and gave me a long and embarrassing lecture on how I need to “hold my baby and break down my stoller and then board the train </atom:summary><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=4LAqaMLgd9E:1o3D1b1i48Q:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=4LAqaMLgd9E:1o3D1b1i48Q:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=4LAqaMLgd9E:1o3D1b1i48Q:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?i=4LAqaMLgd9E:1o3D1b1i48Q:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=4LAqaMLgd9E:1o3D1b1i48Q:YwkR-u9nhCs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=YwkR-u9nhCs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/4LAqaMLgd9E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2011/01/f-line.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Black Socks</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/ob-X3Ax9pJ8/black-socks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Tue, 28 Dec 2010 15:18:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-8042205109946686765</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2011-09-14T02:19:19.630-07:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">
So when I was a girl scout, we used to sing this song that drove everyone in my life crrrazeee. It went like this:



Blaaaaack Socks, they never get dirty the longer you wear them the blacker they get.

Oooooone day, I think I shall launder them but something inside tells me don't do it yet.

Not yet....

Not yet...

Not yet...

Not yet....



Not yet....



Not yet...



Not yet...



Not yet.</atom:summary><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bQ97r5xuVRo/TnBxBPucFXI/AAAAAAAAAYE/7fl5uQmRVb4/s72-c/Missing+Socks.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/ob-X3Ax9pJ8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2010/12/black-socks.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Dear LA-City Parking, I hate you...</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/5o8iKwF13XE/dear-la-city-parking-i-hate-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Fri, 03 Dec 2010 11:21:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-8437741884631434692</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2011-09-14T02:28:43.145-07:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">


One Month's Worth of Tickets



Approximately ten percent of the Schulz Family taxable income this year have been donated to LA-City Parking, so I think I can safely say that we are single handedly keeping our city a float during this economic downturn. You are welcome, city of Los Angeles.



I tried to tell that to a parking officer downtown while he was writing me a parking ticket for my </atom:summary><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BEu_LpGTlZM/TPlC_h2dUMI/AAAAAAAAAN0/qOXo7yTxfLE/s72-c/Tim%2527s+Tickets.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/5o8iKwF13XE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-la-city-parking-i-hate-you.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Null Hypothesis</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/49OCN0oGX5A/null-hypothesis.html</link><category>UCLA</category><category>Doctorate</category><category>Doctoral</category><category>Statistics</category><category>Stats</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Tue, 16 Nov 2010 09:24:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-584914083398748810</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2010-11-16T09:28:46.265-08:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">Let's talk about stats, Jack-e.
Let's talk about it and me
And for my grad school crowd,
LET ME TALK ABOUT IT REAL LOUD.

The story between Stats and I is complicated. In fact, we may be in therapy for a while sorting it all out.

With Stats, you see, I have had to learn to not take all the double negatives positively. I'll take a moment and let you read that sentence again. I - have - had - to -</atom:summary><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BEu_LpGTlZM/TOJYTp7ST9I/AAAAAAAAANs/_Y4KYigtAH4/s72-c/jack-and-the-beanstalk.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=49OCN0oGX5A:VUsCsgZLMsk:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=49OCN0oGX5A:VUsCsgZLMsk:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=49OCN0oGX5A:VUsCsgZLMsk:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?i=49OCN0oGX5A:VUsCsgZLMsk:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=49OCN0oGX5A:VUsCsgZLMsk:YwkR-u9nhCs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=YwkR-u9nhCs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/49OCN0oGX5A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2010/11/null-hypothesis.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Holy Trifecta</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/hutXazPP2T4/holy-trifecta.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Fri, 24 Sep 2010 08:32:00 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-7870065750094778881</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2011-09-14T02:55:14.614-07:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">
One home owners insurance claim... cha-ching.

$30,000...

Two medical insurance claims... yes... two. ....cha-ching cha-ching.

$5,000...

and a car insurance claim to round it off... CHA-ching.

$1500...

Possibly over-doing your insurance claims during the summer of 2010...

Legendary.

You're probably wondering, "What in-the-name-of-Perseus happened to you?" Well, I'm so glad you asked. Let </atom:summary><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BEu_LpGTlZM/TJzFPnyLJjI/AAAAAAAAAMw/YLP96Jpzwz4/s72-c/The+offending+fire+line.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=hutXazPP2T4:W61MlnL3N24:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=hutXazPP2T4:W61MlnL3N24:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=hutXazPP2T4:W61MlnL3N24:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?i=hutXazPP2T4:W61MlnL3N24:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=hutXazPP2T4:W61MlnL3N24:YwkR-u9nhCs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=YwkR-u9nhCs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/hutXazPP2T4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2010/09/holy-trifecta.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>A Survivor's Guide to Meetings</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/8zOUo0UrMzc/survivors-guide-to-planning-meeting.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Wed, 22 Sep 2010 16:37:00 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-5601138796027198934</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2010-09-22T22:11:24.990-07:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">Cue Mission Impossible theme music....

Da Na Na...  Da Na Na...Da nanana
Your mission...da nana....should you ever find yourself in a meeting where there is no agenda, no time limit, no norms, and an endless supply of irritation... da nana.... is to participate by employing one or more of the following tasks:
The Mission:Draw a picture of the ca-uuuuutest dog in the world on a piece of yellow </atom:summary><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=8zOUo0UrMzc:lnfMbBNseV8:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=8zOUo0UrMzc:lnfMbBNseV8:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=8zOUo0UrMzc:lnfMbBNseV8:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?i=8zOUo0UrMzc:lnfMbBNseV8:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=8zOUo0UrMzc:lnfMbBNseV8:YwkR-u9nhCs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=YwkR-u9nhCs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/8zOUo0UrMzc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2010/09/survivors-guide-to-planning-meeting.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Stay Pregnant, My Friends</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/KsmSqT8NUtQ/stay-pregnant-my-friends.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Mon, 12 Jul 2010 08:00:00 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-4465802993471800060</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2010-07-12T08:00:03.235-07:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">There is no way to open this blog that will inspire you to read on. I mean, really? Who wants to hear about how Tim and I survived four hours of an eight hour birthing class? Not me. But before you skip to the next one, let me introduce you to our birthing class instructor...

***
She's been known to teach you how to give birth just by sitting in a chair and breathing so slowly and so calmly, she</atom:summary><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=KsmSqT8NUtQ:Q2Eq-LER5v4:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=KsmSqT8NUtQ:Q2Eq-LER5v4:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=KsmSqT8NUtQ:Q2Eq-LER5v4:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?i=KsmSqT8NUtQ:Q2Eq-LER5v4:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=KsmSqT8NUtQ:Q2Eq-LER5v4:YwkR-u9nhCs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=YwkR-u9nhCs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/KsmSqT8NUtQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2010/06/stay-pregnant-my-friends.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Pregnant Pause: Waddle like a Rock Star.</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/0k5diBr36no/pregnant-pause-waddle-like-rock-star.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Fri, 25 Jun 2010 10:36:00 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-1292124691151605226</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2010-06-25T10:36:07.596-07:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">It's official. I waddle like a rock star. Yep.. waddle like a rock star.... waddle like a rock star. I raise my hands in the air and own it like I just don't care.

This is a big moment for me, literally and figuratively. I've always noticed that pregnant women tend to lean like a cholo and waddle when they walk, but I thought I would never mimic their trademark move. I would be more "Sex in the </atom:summary><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=0k5diBr36no:_y61RRQwIC8:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=0k5diBr36no:_y61RRQwIC8:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=0k5diBr36no:_y61RRQwIC8:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?i=0k5diBr36no:_y61RRQwIC8:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=0k5diBr36no:_y61RRQwIC8:YwkR-u9nhCs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=YwkR-u9nhCs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/0k5diBr36no" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2010/06/pregnant-pause-waddle-like-rock-star.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Adventures in Traffic: The Definition of Drivers</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/Ew6TEIau7hs/adventures-in-traffic-definition-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2010 17:00:00 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-2330838195089218705</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2010-10-20T21:58:16.072-07:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">Erratic Lane Changers:
People who suddenly and for no apparent reason change lanes like they are avoiding a moose. I have never seen a moose in California. Have you?

Line Huggers:
People who wander to the edge of their lane and then wander to the other edge of their lane like they are testing their boundaries. They are often mistaken for drunk drivers or drifters, but most often they are just </atom:summary><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=Ew6TEIau7hs:eWl5XMyZG3E:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=Ew6TEIau7hs:eWl5XMyZG3E:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=Ew6TEIau7hs:eWl5XMyZG3E:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?i=Ew6TEIau7hs:eWl5XMyZG3E:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=Ew6TEIau7hs:eWl5XMyZG3E:YwkR-u9nhCs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=YwkR-u9nhCs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/Ew6TEIau7hs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2010/05/adventures-in-traffic-definition-of.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>The Anatomy of a Long-Ass Meeting</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/tVgS-S0WPM4/anatomy-of-long-ass-meeting.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2010 10:53:00 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-6367338711678693593</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2010-05-17T10:53:50.129-07:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">Start with no time limit other than "normal" working hours. 
Invite people that may or may not need to be in the meeting.
Attend the meeting either in the coldest room or the hottest room imaginable with no windows.
Provide absolutely no agenda whatsoever or provide one that you don't use.
Don't establish meeting norms.
Allow everyone to talk at the same time. 
Restate information that everyone </atom:summary><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=tVgS-S0WPM4:nKA18zX2DuY:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=tVgS-S0WPM4:nKA18zX2DuY:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=tVgS-S0WPM4:nKA18zX2DuY:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?i=tVgS-S0WPM4:nKA18zX2DuY:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=tVgS-S0WPM4:nKA18zX2DuY:YwkR-u9nhCs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=YwkR-u9nhCs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/tVgS-S0WPM4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2010/05/anatomy-of-long-ass-meeting.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Pregnant Pauses: Advice in the Second Trimester</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/mw_lDxddXhI/pregnant-pauses-advice-in-second.html</link><category>pregnant</category><category>advice</category><category>second trimester</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Thu, 08 Apr 2010 12:04:00 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-9106065143521278001</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2010-04-11T11:06:58.291-07:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">One thing that I have particularly enjoyed about being pregnant in my second trimester is the ridiculous amounts of advice, criticism, judgement wrapped in sinister tales of birth and childrearing that people distribute to you whether you ask for it or not.

I am walking to the grocery store with my husband, and this lady that I've met twice strikes up conversation. After telling her that we had </atom:summary><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BEu_LpGTlZM/S74oG9figxI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/fUKcRE84fHs/s72-c/IMG_5704.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=mw_lDxddXhI:BgYVei_Hn4I:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=mw_lDxddXhI:BgYVei_Hn4I:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=mw_lDxddXhI:BgYVei_Hn4I:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?i=mw_lDxddXhI:BgYVei_Hn4I:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?a=mw_lDxddXhI:BgYVei_Hn4I:YwkR-u9nhCs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Raephrasing?d=YwkR-u9nhCs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/mw_lDxddXhI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2010/04/pregnant-pauses-advice-in-second.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Procrastinator's Parody: Part II- Study Time</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/Wsd8t3Qmmt4/procrastinators-parody-part-ii-study.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Thu, 18 Mar 2010 10:20:00 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-7152107917774926717</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2010-03-18T10:20:19.151-07:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">Yes. I am procrastinating. 

So what? You are too. 


Dedicated to: UCLA ELP Super 17
Written by: Rae Rae, the Raephraser
Please sing along to the tune of "U Can't Touch This". 

U don't get this
U don't get this
U don't get this


My-my-my-my books hits me so so hard
Makes me say,"oh my lord, what am I gonna do
With all this studying that I have to do?"
It feels wrong
When you know that your </atom:summary><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/Wsd8t3Qmmt4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2010/03/procrastinators-parody-part-ii-study.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Crazy Neighbor Chronicles #1: "Adjacent"</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/RNpWr8RIOOc/crazy-neighbor-chronicles-1-adjacent.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Wed, 03 Feb 2010 17:00:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-3046829701764816564</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2010-02-03T17:00:00.344-08:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">Our first apartment was located in a neighborhood that Westside Rentals calls "Sherman Oaks adjacent"- which, for those of you non-angelenos- is really code for Van Nuys. You see, Tim and I were innocent Orange County transplants, newly married, and living off my meager teaching salary at the time. We didn't have a clue what we were moving into.

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Raephrasing/~4/RNpWr8RIOOc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://raephrasing.blogspot.com/2010/02/crazy-neighbor-chronicles-1-adjacent.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Super Cute Pregnant Story #2: The First Trimester</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Raephrasing/~3/yKsI8Wn7PO0/super-cute-pregnant-story-2-first.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (RaeRae)</author><pubDate>Tue, 02 Feb 2010 20:55:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7111264452366333811.post-7527171062723486868</guid><atom:updated xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">2010-02-02T20:55:34.707-08:00</atom:updated><atom:summary xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">Okay... so aside from losing my keys... I haven't turned entirely stupid yet ...or I should say ...to be more politically correct ...."mommy-brained." I honestly never understood what that really meant until I began to wander around the house bewildered as to why I was wandering around the house. There's a reason I am wandering. I just know it, but I don't ever recall what it is. Don't worry... </atom:summary><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BEu_LpGTlZM/S2kBgDq68gI/AAAAAAAAAMI/BQ0XZWHEsSs/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-01-27+at+09.23+%233.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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