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"I don't want my labia to be able to engulf a small Japanese town."



Man, that was a lot of wine.&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-3431296881551810011</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Nov 2011 03:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-25T22:25:38.697-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dating fail</category><title>Worst date ever. No, really.</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2011/11/worst-date-ever-no-really.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><thr:total>7</thr:total><description>I had a few reservations about meeting Pipe Fitter Dude. Our online
conversations started well (zombie apocalypse and global pandemics!),
though they took an odd turn when we got into a huge debate on adoption.



He asked me if I wanted kids and I said I wasn't sure; I didn't think I
wanted to...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-3787460250132443634</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Oct 2011 01:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-21T19:44:37.329-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dating win</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dating fail</category><title>Sometimes, this is all it takes</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2011/10/sometimes-this-is-all-it-takes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zQssJBKuPfE/TqIf5y2AG-I/AAAAAAAAA00/tCNF9pprVPU/s72-c/302373_10150343091337197_549692196_9025312_1770165696_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-6038750017324786262</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2011 21:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-03T22:17:42.688-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dating fail</category><title>No big loss: I don't date plagiarists, anyway</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2011/10/no-big-loss-i-dont-date-plagarists.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>I ran across a profile on the dating site that knocked my socks off. It was clever and witty and completely over the top. I didn't contact the guy for a few weeks, because I was so intimidated (and it's pretty damn rare for me to be intimidated by a smart guy, particularly because they're so rare...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-3655000516846294565</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2011 20:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-24T14:28:49.992-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dating fail</category><title>How not to date online, part 3</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2011/10/how-not-to-date-online-part-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><thr:total>7</thr:total><description>I noticed an artsy type guy on the dating site and sent him a message saying, hey I'm involved in the arts, too! As an example, I gave the following:



My latest endeavour is performing in a 
burlesque show as a douchy guy with a mullet, who wears a shirt 
professing a love of bacon and likes to...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-2112935389299171470</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Oct 2011 00:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-02T18:10:46.196-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dating fail</category><title>It's funny because it's true</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2011/10/its-funny-because-its-true.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LGNpsc4VsjU/Toj9EOt2ZHI/AAAAAAAAA0w/_fgAZQ-mF-I/s72-c/07a8cfbc68c41b36e41d4bb53a775b8509.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>...at least, I assume it's true; I'd never let an illiterate man into my bed. Up against the wall, however, is another story altogether.


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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-1773030830261961733</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2011 05:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-26T23:16:04.877-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dating fail</category><title>Spelling matters</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2011/09/spelling-matters.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>Okay, dude, in your online dating profile where you call yourself a "raper/writer," I'm thinking that you meant to say "rapper." Unless you didn't, in which case, on behalf of women everywhere, thanks for the honesty.



Love, 

Savia&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-1222539540649151631</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Sep 2011 22:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-26T23:17:05.651-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dating fail</category><title>Message of the day</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2011/09/message-of-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>This is at once the sweetest, creepiest and most ironic message I have received on the dating site thus far:



Wow,I never thought I'd be so turned on by 
good grammer before. Your very good with words. Great to look at too. I 
could read u n look at u for hrs.



Loved the angry-looking picture...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-933563822957751529</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2011 05:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-24T16:53:26.481-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dating fail</category><title>Plenty of nuts</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2011/09/plenty-of-nuts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>The first guy I met on the dating site seemed alright. He was kinda cute, got my sense of humour and didn't mind that I mocked him relentlessly. There was a potential for chemistry there, but there were also a few alarm bells that I wasn't sure whether to heed. Were they just fire drills or the...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-8110426357907091459</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2011 01:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-19T19:19:26.762-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dating win</category><title>Gimme a break</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2011/09/gimme-break.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><thr:total>8</thr:total><description>Savia is on the best date ever. Just one reason it gets that moniker:&amp;nbsp;



Cute Lawyer Dude: Why should smokers get breaks at work to smoke? Why not other habits? Like binge-eating breaks or masturbation breaks?



Savia: I absolutely support masturbation breaks at work.



Cute Lawyer Dude:...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-1164511846648576635</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2011 02:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-14T20:16:37.231-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dating fail</category><title>Here kitty, kitty, kitty</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2011/09/here-kitty-kitty-kitty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>I was surfing on the dating site when a chat window popped up. I don't believe in chats, plus this guy had The Crazy Eyes, so I automatically clicked, "no." A few minutes later, I received a message from him.



Crazy Eyes: what does it mean when a cat has babies. and doesent go back to them does...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-60924474790758092</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Sep 2011 00:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-12T18:33:39.720-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dating fail</category><title>Suck it, shorties!</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2011/09/suck-it-shorties.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>Savia is at her favourite fish store, spending too much money on seafood and bantering with the fish store dude.



Fish Store Dude: Are you wearing green toenail polish?



Savia: Green with turquoise crackle polish on top.



FSD: [coming around the side of the counter] Look!



His toenails are...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-7004777117629350805</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2011 22:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-11T16:38:35.499-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dating fail</category><title>How NOT to date online, part 2</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2011/09/how-not-to-date-online-part-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><thr:total>10</thr:total><description>So, I was messaging this guy who, it turns out, works with a friend of mine. He described my friend as "the office Papa Bear and we all respect him as such." 



I couldn't let that one go, so I messaged back: "Do you call him that because of his big, bushy beard, or because his bed is too hard? If...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-3490643029938819178</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Sep 2011 04:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-09T22:39:11.773-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dating fail</category><title>How not to date ME online</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2011/09/how-not-to-date-me-online.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--h9P8IGxU0s/TmrpqPe8g0I/AAAAAAAAA0s/vzshME2yKu8/s72-c/nilhvf55ox_153981232-2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>As I mentioned before, I am letting it all hang out when it comes to online dating. My profile is no exception and includes statements such as:

I have a warped sense of humour and appreciate when  people don't look at me like I've killed their kitten when I crack a  joke. Because, really, I...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-2495218013984309069</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Sep 2011 15:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-05T10:02:28.564-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dating fail</category><title>How NOT to date online</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2011/09/how-not-to-date-online.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><thr:total>7</thr:total><description>Out of boredom, and the fact that I've clearly forgotten how to read signals in real life, I've decided to dip my toe into the online dating ocean. And, in true Savia fashion, my strategy is to let it all hang out, in my profile and my messages to dudes.



I don't care what anyone thinks of me,...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-857893564074155856</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Sep 2011 16:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-04T10:40:43.187-06:00</atom:updated><title>Seasonus interruptus</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2011/09/seasonus-interruptus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>Dear Autumn:





It appears you have come too soon.

There are creams for that.

Next time, use them.





Love,&amp;nbsp;

Savia&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-378753350208726327</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2011 04:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-30T23:39:46.426-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dating fail</category><title>Reverse beer goggles</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2011/08/reverse-beer-goggles.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>My deck was rotting to the point where it wasn't a question of if, but when, someone was going to fall through it, so I called Fix-It Dude. Just as he was tearing it apart, he ran into a snag: a massive bee infestation underneath my house. Not wasps. Bees. Hundreds and hundreds of bees. It was kind...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-4423211988217732996</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Aug 2011 01:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-20T19:28:05.069-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sex</category><title>Naughty negotiations</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2011/08/naughty-negotiations.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><thr:total>10</thr:total><description>A good friend of mine was looking for a new apartment and not having much luck. She had the option of paying $1,200 for a two-bedroom apartment or $600 for a 350-square-foot bachelor suite, without any options in-between. That, and she'd had lovely phone conversations like these:



Friend: Hi, I...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-6436289182366509398</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Aug 2011 21:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-14T12:52:15.983-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">musical</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Madam Diva</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MayB</category><title>I'm feeling wicked</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2011/08/im-feeling-wicked.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vktNMBokL0I/TkboFzg314I/AAAAAAAAA0c/s6VaEC1SUGw/s72-c/wicked-510x304.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>This week, I had the pleasure of going to Wicked: The Musical in Saskatoon with two sexy ladies, Madam Diva and MayB. Diva was my official date, because I knew that I wouldn't even have to buy her supper to get her to put out.



I had already seen the musical in London back in 2007, but when...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-2364223449641776215</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Sep 2010 01:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-20T21:55:20.892-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">consumerism</category><title>Snarking at my Lululemon bag, part one</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2010/09/snarking-at-my-lululemon-bag-part-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgGskRBfj8E/TIgvt83fgBI/AAAAAAAAAz8/EsmglEQWtjQ/s72-c/lululemon_mainfesto%5B1%5D.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><description>I bought a couple of headbands from the sale section of the Lululemon  website a few weeks ago, and when they arrived, they came with a reusable Lululemon bag, emblazoned with the company's "manifesto," a bunch of supposedly feel-good affirmations. I didn't actually read it until today, and then I...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-8279743634856171139</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2010 00:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-19T18:53:04.779-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pets</category><title>Feline refugee</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2010/08/feline-refugee.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgGskRBfj8E/TG3JYY6RTgI/AAAAAAAAAys/K3DDzoZAe2k/s72-c/IMG00031-20100812-1455.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>Last week, we had an interesting day at work. We were just hanging out, doing our jobs like good employees, and watching the weather go completely nuts.



In just a matter of moments, a clear sky became a foreboding dark grey-blue and the wind began to howl. The back door of the office began...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-6889885875968226743</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Aug 2010 21:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-09T15:19:20.062-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">misc</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reviews</category><title>Sauced salsa</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2010/08/sauced-salsa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgGskRBfj8E/TGBwH3AGaZI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/5jhDDVZY3Yg/s72-c/rotten.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>A friend of mine was hungry after the Folk Festival, so we went to  Denny's, one of the few places still serving food at that hour. I was  just looking for a snack, so I ordered a small nacho plate.

Denny's version of nachos is...interesting. The small is very small, and  covered in some kind of...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-2142931267768276581</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Jul 2010 03:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-11T21:59:31.517-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pets</category><title>Batshit crazy</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2010/07/batshit-crazy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgGskRBfj8E/TDqPKYutJWI/AAAAAAAAAyI/XzqZ85Rvh6k/s72-c/franklin.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><description>Franklin the cat had some digestive issues, so I took him to the vet to have a finger stuck up his butt (good times - I never knew a cat could make such ungodly sounds). However, I couldn't get into my regular dude, oh he of the mustachio and big belt buckle of manliness, so I went to another vet...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-792978657066237818</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Jul 2010 18:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-03T12:36:17.055-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Freak Magnette</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">relationships</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><title>Meet Freak Magnette</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2010/07/meet-freakmagnette.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>After listening to a litany of hilarious bad date and freak stories that included:
stalkersflashers, and
drawers of disturbing used sex toys, I finally convinced a friend of mine to start a blog about her crazy experiences.

It's tough being a single gal in your 30s, especially if you're a freak...&lt;br/&gt;
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[Hello, my feedreading pretties. Me love you long time.]</description></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12657362.post-1182657902511682429</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Jun 2010 04:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-21T23:03:18.891-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Madam Diva</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">meme</category><title>Of drag kings and land sharks</title><link>http://www.saviabella.com/2010/06/of-drag-kings-and-land-sharks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (savia)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>Some friends and I were playing that game where you type in "[your name] wants" into Google and see what pops up. And then we took it a step further and wrote stories for each other based on the lists. The fabulous Diva wrote my story.

Enjoy!

The list...

Savia wants:

...to kill her as well, but...&lt;br/&gt;
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