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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AMQHo6eyp7ImA9WhFTGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393</id><updated>2013-06-09T23:43:01.413-04:00</updated><category term="around the world" /><category term="too personal" /><category term="food and drinks" /><category term="health savvy" /><category term="fashion lady" /><category term="i love nerds" /><category term="let's talk business" /><category term="lol worthy" /><category term="a and e" /><category term="life and happiness" /><category term="it's all about tech" /><category term="love and sex" /><title>things de jour</title><subtitle type="html">Anything or Everything. We discuss and debate what is hot in our society.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>moon girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaVCGz1FBio/TxUoUD9sRsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VGeKZcpaej0/s220/avatar_8bf1dbb802ca_64.png" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</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/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ThingsDeJour" /><feedburner:info uri="thingsdejour" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>ThingsDeJour</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAMQXg7eip7ImA9WhFTGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-6772870852706033599</id><published>2013-06-09T14:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2013-06-09T15:06:20.602-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-09T15:06:20.602-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love and sex" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life and happiness" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lol worthy" /><title>Why Women Suck  - written by a woman</title><summary type="html">
Well, apart from that face that we make when we are angry and yelling at you for being a mother-fucken'-jerk!!!! fuck you!!! I am so angry!!! I hate you and your ugly, liquidy guts!!!

Okay, anyway.
We (women) suck based on several traits:

1) Women de-stress by bitching when men de-stress via silence and alone time, barely asking for help from their 'buddies'. We beg for help. When women are &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/dzDD28FbRAw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/6772870852706033599/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=6772870852706033599&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/6772870852706033599?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/6772870852706033599?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/dzDD28FbRAw/why-women-suck-written-by-woman.html" title="Why Women Suck  - written by a woman" /><author><name>moon girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaVCGz1FBio/TxUoUD9sRsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VGeKZcpaej0/s220/avatar_8bf1dbb802ca_64.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oBRqGHUM2vo/UbO33mdRaII/AAAAAAAAAgc/I6KfuG0AjPs/s72-c/angry.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2013/06/why-women-suck-written-by-woman.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QMSXo4eCp7ImA9WhBaFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-7348038554119674101</id><published>2013-05-26T17:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-26T17:56:28.430-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-26T17:56:28.430-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="it's all about tech" /><title>Which color do you want?</title><summary type="html">


It's no secret that Apple has been continuously rumored to be working on releasing a cheaper, low-cost iPhone in the fall alongside a flagship iPhone 5S. What's interesting is not the fact that Apple is finally heading into the budget smartphone territory, as it's arguably inevitable to keep pace with Samsung in market share, it's that we will truly see a different move from Apple this time &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/1KZGWLHLrLc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/7348038554119674101/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=7348038554119674101&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/7348038554119674101?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/7348038554119674101?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/1KZGWLHLrLc/which-color-do-you-want.html" title="Which color do you want?" /><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938450563831616294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QsXWLESLyjg/UHC8IlmfxLI/AAAAAAAAASY/mv5MAiIb6PY/s220/cpt2.PNG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WANLtn-vvcI/UaKBlIjuPbI/AAAAAAAAAf4/RqbLSiEJiUc/s72-c/iphoneblog.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2013/05/which-color-do-you-want.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04BQ3Y_cSp7ImA9WhBaFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-7897382523151045469</id><published>2013-05-25T19:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-25T19:52:32.849-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-25T19:52:32.849-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="around the world" /><title>Starbucks in Japan </title><summary type="html">


So if you haven't noticed by now, yours truly has quiet the obsession with coffee, in particular with Starbucks. There aren't many reasons for that, in fact I'd have a hard time explaining as to why, but in simple terms it's the sugary drinks and the atmosphere that make me follow it like a zombie.

I find it truly interesting how different and diverse Starbucks is around the world. From my &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/V-6HSKmyCzo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/7897382523151045469/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=7897382523151045469&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/7897382523151045469?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/7897382523151045469?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/V-6HSKmyCzo/starbucks-in-japan.html" title="Starbucks in Japan " /><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938450563831616294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QsXWLESLyjg/UHC8IlmfxLI/AAAAAAAAASY/mv5MAiIb6PY/s220/cpt2.PNG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A7KaJUF2KlA/UaFIGo1Aa0I/AAAAAAAAAfE/NlzC02mPfaA/s72-c/1280-starbucks-japan-013.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2013/05/starbucks-in-japan.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8AR3s4fSp7ImA9WhBaEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-3741388773577502671</id><published>2013-05-22T19:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-22T19:20:46.535-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-22T19:20:46.535-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="around the world" /><title>Traveler's Note: Connecting in Europe?</title><summary type="html">Welcome to Traveler's Note, a quick impression &amp;amp; feedback editorial on different places around the world in a nutshell. Note: All the writing material in Traveler's Note is that of my personal experience and opinion, thus it does not necessarily reflect nor portray how this location may appear to you on your own travel time.




Millions of people connect through Europe on daily basis, whether &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/EreUoApquuc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/3741388773577502671/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=3741388773577502671&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/3741388773577502671?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/3741388773577502671?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/EreUoApquuc/travelers-note-connecting-in-europe.html" title="Traveler's Note: Connecting in Europe?" /><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938450563831616294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QsXWLESLyjg/UHC8IlmfxLI/AAAAAAAAASY/mv5MAiIb6PY/s220/cpt2.PNG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ESEZtnVRsQg/UZ1NwC1pPKI/AAAAAAAAAek/TsHzixqnv-Q/s72-c/travelersnote.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2013/05/travelers-note-connecting-in-europe.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcDQHw4eSp7ImA9WhBbFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-365167784958225088</id><published>2013-05-13T13:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-13T13:44:31.231-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-13T13:44:31.231-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love and sex" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="a and e" /><title>Anna Karenina Movie on What-is-Love?</title><summary type="html"> 

My Mom said that some people go through life without knowing what love is. She said that if I want to know about love, I should watch Anna Karenina. And I looked sideways at her thinking...but I know what love is! I am in love! Of course, that wasn't what she was talking about or implying. I just decided to take it personally.
But it is a serious question that people ask every day. What IS &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/U9W-av5Q1FA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/365167784958225088/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=365167784958225088&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/365167784958225088?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/365167784958225088?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/U9W-av5Q1FA/anna-karenina-movie-on-what-is-love.html" title="Anna Karenina Movie on What-is-Love?" /><author><name>moon girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaVCGz1FBio/TxUoUD9sRsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VGeKZcpaej0/s220/avatar_8bf1dbb802ca_64.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2013/05/anna-karenina-movie-on-what-is-love.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MMRHwyeSp7ImA9WhBbFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-8486910182906869999</id><published>2013-05-13T13:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-13T13:18:05.291-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-13T13:18:05.291-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="around the world" /><title>Dear Readers</title><summary type="html">Hello again,

Thanks for your continuous support! Even though we have been offline for a long while, you have been visiting, reading and commenting. And I appreciate that.

I have neglected this blog for many long months and I truly missed blogging and, of course, all of you. So I am back and please, don't stop coming back to this little spot on the web. Let's do this.

with love,
Moon Girl&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/VRK47Q_QZQ4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/8486910182906869999/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=8486910182906869999&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/8486910182906869999?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/8486910182906869999?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/VRK47Q_QZQ4/dear-readers.html" title="Dear Readers" /><author><name>moon girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaVCGz1FBio/TxUoUD9sRsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VGeKZcpaej0/s220/avatar_8bf1dbb802ca_64.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2013/05/dear-readers.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cASH0zeCp7ImA9WhNTGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-4294273511223821914</id><published>2012-10-22T21:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-10-22T21:17:29.380-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-10-22T21:17:29.380-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="it's all about tech" /><title>Bite an aluminum fruit or paint a robot green? </title><summary type="html">



Ready, set, go! iOS or Android? Apple or Google? Snickers or Mars? Okay, that last one wasn't supposed to be in there. 


No, at Things De Jour we have appreciation for simplicity, therefore answering any of those questions in a definitive way is the last thing we'll ask from you. Instead we want to share something that will hopefully help you decide which door it is you'd like to open. 


&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/sf4T8aTPi_c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/4294273511223821914/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=4294273511223821914&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/4294273511223821914?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/4294273511223821914?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/sf4T8aTPi_c/bite-aluminum-fruit-or-paint-robot-green.html" title="Bite an aluminum fruit or paint a robot green? " /><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938450563831616294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QsXWLESLyjg/UHC8IlmfxLI/AAAAAAAAASY/mv5MAiIb6PY/s220/cpt2.PNG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/10/bite-aluminum-fruit-or-paint-robot-green.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IGSH4_eip7ImA9WhJWE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-807743569297406460</id><published>2012-08-18T20:57:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2012-08-18T21:25:29.042-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-18T21:25:29.042-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="a and e" /><title>This season on Big Brother 14...</title><summary type="html">I don't normally watch TV, but when I do, I watch Big Brother.

 Yes, I watched all most of the seasons, but you won't hear me whine about how sucky the current season is comparing to all the rest. I don't get attached to players, except maybe Ian because he is my soul-mate (Those glasses and that brain make my heart skip a beat every time).

One thing I've always wondered though -- how is it &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/Z9UE-6q54GM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/807743569297406460/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=807743569297406460&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/807743569297406460?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/807743569297406460?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/Z9UE-6q54GM/this-season-on-big-brother.html" title="This season on Big Brother 14..." /><author><name>moon girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaVCGz1FBio/TxUoUD9sRsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VGeKZcpaej0/s220/avatar_8bf1dbb802ca_64.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i45.tinypic.com/35ji2dg_th.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/08/this-season-on-big-brother.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUMRXg-eip7ImA9WhVbEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-7306290985607336689</id><published>2012-05-26T20:46:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2012-05-26T20:58:04.652-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-26T20:58:04.652-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love and sex" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="i love nerds" /><title>What I really think about Anastasia Steele from "Fifty Shades of Grey"</title><summary type="html">Wow! It's been nearly a month since our last post. We must truly apologize to our readers. The writers of this blog are going through some major changes in their lives! Promise we will be back on track soon.

Now, to my post.



Warning: depending on what you call a spoiler, this post may or may not contain such.

So, about a month ago, I was strolling through Chapters. I came upon "Fifty Shades &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/75UhRyLZEJc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/7306290985607336689/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=7306290985607336689&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/7306290985607336689?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/7306290985607336689?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/75UhRyLZEJc/what-i-really-think-about-anastasia.html" title="What I really think about Anastasia Steele from &quot;Fifty Shades of Grey&quot;" /><author><name>moon girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaVCGz1FBio/TxUoUD9sRsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VGeKZcpaej0/s220/avatar_8bf1dbb802ca_64.png" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/05/what-i-really-think-about-anastasia.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQBSHY_fSp7ImA9WhVWF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-8288656531239256969</id><published>2012-04-29T17:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-29T20:05:59.845-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-29T20:05:59.845-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="it's all about tech" /><title>BlackBerry to be reborn?</title><summary type="html">  
We've got a new toddler in town. Get ready to show him full respect or he might just feel hopeless and cry. 
No, no folks, it isn't quiet as dramatic (or painful) as that. I'm talking BlackBerry. 

As you may or may not have heard BlackBerry is strongly focusing on BlackBerry 10, its next mobile operating system which will incorporate tablet &amp;amp; smartphone devices. This is a very critical and a &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/I_4RS5Am68I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/8288656531239256969/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=8288656531239256969&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/8288656531239256969?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/8288656531239256969?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/I_4RS5Am68I/blackberry-to-be-reborn.html" title="BlackBerry to be reborn?" /><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938450563831616294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QsXWLESLyjg/UHC8IlmfxLI/AAAAAAAAASY/mv5MAiIb6PY/s220/cpt2.PNG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/04/blackberry-to-be-reborn.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAAQHc5fSp7ImA9WhVXF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-6852132923552112289</id><published>2012-04-17T20:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-17T20:25:41.925-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-17T20:25:41.925-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love and sex" /><title>To all women on a hunt for "the one"</title><summary type="html">
Oh, the beauty of being a writer. I can dish out about my dating life to you, and nobody can stop me. Not even that one crazy ex. Ha!

Jokes aside, I will never use the term "the one" ever again, simply because I don't believe in it. Dating is like getting an entry-level job, you just can't be too picky unless you are a Marilyn Monroe (you have to compromise sometimes). However, I've learned &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/v_Cl3I8Hh8I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/6852132923552112289/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=6852132923552112289&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/6852132923552112289?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/6852132923552112289?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/v_Cl3I8Hh8I/to-all-women-on-hunt-for-one.html" title="To all women on a hunt for &quot;the one&quot;" /><author><name>moon girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaVCGz1FBio/TxUoUD9sRsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VGeKZcpaej0/s220/avatar_8bf1dbb802ca_64.png" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/04/to-all-women-on-hunt-for-one.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUICSHk6eyp7ImA9WhVXFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-5943026967854919148</id><published>2012-04-16T20:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-16T20:46:09.713-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-16T20:46:09.713-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life and happiness" /><title>Opinion: modern women, sex and opression</title><summary type="html">

I am aware that men serve as “market niches” through video games, car branding and sports attire. Men also suffer from the beauty myth (introduced by Naomi Wolf), which ventures more muscle, cleanliness, manliness and other related bullshit.  However, I would like to speak about women (oh, how ironic!). 

After reading some Naomi Klein, I am faced with the reality of women’s history and culture&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/0AdcgtDsd6k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/5943026967854919148/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=5943026967854919148&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/5943026967854919148?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/5943026967854919148?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/0AdcgtDsd6k/opinion-women-and-patriarchy.html" title="Opinion: modern women, sex and opression" /><author><name>moon girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaVCGz1FBio/TxUoUD9sRsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VGeKZcpaej0/s220/avatar_8bf1dbb802ca_64.png" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/04/opinion-women-and-patriarchy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8MRXg5fSp7ImA9WhVXEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-5962981083258513524</id><published>2012-04-12T19:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-12T19:21:24.625-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-12T19:21:24.625-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="health savvy" /><title>Why do we drink coffee?</title><summary type="html">
Whether I am yawning or completely awake, I cannot start my day without a cup of coffee. In a way, this addiction is very much like cigarette smoking, because I associate coffee with my morning routine. But could there be some sort of a scientific explanation for this?

Coffee has various addicting characteristics, never mind the caffeine drug. It is physically warm or cold and can either make &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/-onpvic-lV0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/5962981083258513524/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=5962981083258513524&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/5962981083258513524?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/5962981083258513524?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/-onpvic-lV0/why-do-we-drink-coffee-in-morning.html" title="Why do we drink coffee?" /><author><name>moon girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaVCGz1FBio/TxUoUD9sRsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VGeKZcpaej0/s220/avatar_8bf1dbb802ca_64.png" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/04/why-do-we-drink-coffee-in-morning.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4DQ3Y7fip7ImA9WhVXEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-8402993478432721980</id><published>2012-04-11T16:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-11T16:09:32.806-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-11T16:09:32.806-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="around the world" /><title>Québec City est magnifique</title><summary type="html">Before I begin here, I would like to thank all of our new TDJ followers. You guys have inspired us so much! We want to write more and more. So, thank you!


Now, I haven't done a picture or a travel blog in awhile, so here we go. Over the Easter weekend, I had the pleasure of visiting a really beautiful city in Canada—Québec City. If you live in Canada or at the border of U.S. and Canada, you &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/JRLtykKLHdY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/8402993478432721980/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=8402993478432721980&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/8402993478432721980?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/8402993478432721980?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/JRLtykKLHdY/quebec-city-est-magnifique.html" title="Québec City est magnifique" /><author><name>moon girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaVCGz1FBio/TxUoUD9sRsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VGeKZcpaej0/s220/avatar_8bf1dbb802ca_64.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/04/quebec-city-est-magnifique.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UGRHs4eCp7ImA9WhVQGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-3984973312009170254</id><published>2012-04-07T12:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-07T12:13:45.530-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-07T12:13:45.530-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="it's all about tech" /><title>World At War: Robots vs Apples</title><summary type="html">Duck down! There's a war being fought out there!Alright, now that you've looked out of your window and made sure your street was still alive and standing, let's get right to the point: do you own a smartphone? Chances are, you do (or at least someone you know does, heck it's 2012!). Now to the real question, which phone? Today you will almost always get an answer that is either 'Android' or '&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/mH5_eolE-vI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/3984973312009170254/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=3984973312009170254&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/3984973312009170254?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/3984973312009170254?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/mH5_eolE-vI/world-at-war-robots-vs-apples_07.html" title="World At War: Robots vs Apples" /><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938450563831616294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QsXWLESLyjg/UHC8IlmfxLI/AAAAAAAAASY/mv5MAiIb6PY/s220/cpt2.PNG" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/04/world-at-war-robots-vs-apples_07.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAHQ3g4fyp7ImA9WhVQFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-4818581880091781320</id><published>2012-04-02T19:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-02T22:05:32.637-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-02T22:05:32.637-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="let's talk business" /><title>Be a better writer: why and how</title><summary type="html">

Here is a quote from The Business Style Handbook (a book with tips from Communication Experts at the Fortune 500): "In today's wired business environment, everyone writes for a living."

What does this mean?

This means that almost every job description involes some sort of writing: emails, memos, reports, letters, proposals, etc. Major companies like Nike, AT&amp;amp;T and Wal-Mart voted for good &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/6EfueY3DgNQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/4818581880091781320/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=4818581880091781320&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/4818581880091781320?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/4818581880091781320?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/6EfueY3DgNQ/be-better-writer.html" title="Be a better writer: why and how" /><author><name>moon girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaVCGz1FBio/TxUoUD9sRsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VGeKZcpaej0/s220/avatar_8bf1dbb802ca_64.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/04/be-better-writer.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EGQ3YzcCp7ImA9WhVREkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-6897722913210230526</id><published>2012-03-20T20:15:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2012-03-20T20:27:02.888-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-03-20T20:27:02.888-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love and sex" /><title>What we can learn from men</title><summary type="html">

Sometimes I like to travel to Mars, step back, and appreciate what men do and have to offer. The following observation isn't meant to depict a good man, rather it is meant to reflect on what quite a few men do.

Lesson 1: Keep it to yourself
When women face a problem, or a moment of excitement, they go and surround themselves with girlfriends, gossip and Facebook/text messaging. It usually ends&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/0b2Mq3LPJbw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/6897722913210230526/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=6897722913210230526&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/6897722913210230526?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/6897722913210230526?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/0b2Mq3LPJbw/what-we-can-learn-from-men.html" title="What we can learn from men" /><author><name>moon girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaVCGz1FBio/TxUoUD9sRsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VGeKZcpaej0/s220/avatar_8bf1dbb802ca_64.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/03/what-we-can-learn-from-men.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MDRXs-fyp7ImA9WhVSEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-8779163698944686412</id><published>2012-03-06T21:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-06T22:04:34.557-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-03-06T22:04:34.557-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="health savvy" /><title>Why is rice white and what is the hype with it?</title><summary type="html">

First cultivated by Asian farmers in 3000 BC, rice is a hot commodity and one grain that requires real mass production. An average North American consumes 22 pounds a year, while residents in some Asian countries consume as much as 300 pounds a year! 

If rice was on the hotness scale, it would definitely be a 10. Why? Because wandering around the grocery store, you will find shelves filled &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/4DCvU3s7r70" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/8779163698944686412/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=8779163698944686412&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/8779163698944686412?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/8779163698944686412?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/4DCvU3s7r70/why-is-rice-white-and-what-is-hype-with.html" title="Why is rice white and what is the hype with it?" /><author><name>moon girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaVCGz1FBio/TxUoUD9sRsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VGeKZcpaej0/s220/avatar_8bf1dbb802ca_64.png" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/03/why-is-rice-white-and-what-is-hype-with.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4DQH0_fCp7ImA9WhRaE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-7109959800760797609</id><published>2012-02-15T09:49:00.028-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T11:39:31.344-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-15T11:39:31.344-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food and drinks" /><title>The Siren: why art thou so complicated?</title><summary type="html">Did you have your Caffè Americano? Perhaps you wanted to caramel your morning and settled down for a Macchiato? Or maybe, just maybe you share the same preference as me and went with a Vanilla Latte? Only you can tell.  Not just you, however, your wallet as well. Your phone too, if you complete your Starbucks purchases through your handset (iPhone &amp;amp; Android), in which case you win an extra point &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/-XCQe3hKsmc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/7109959800760797609/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=7109959800760797609&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/7109959800760797609?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/7109959800760797609?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/-XCQe3hKsmc/siren-why-art-thou-so-complicated.html" title="The Siren: why art thou so complicated?" /><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938450563831616294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QsXWLESLyjg/UHC8IlmfxLI/AAAAAAAAASY/mv5MAiIb6PY/s220/cpt2.PNG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aDLeT1itt38/TzvJrs-gzvI/AAAAAAAAAN0/_21dxJrn7y8/s72-c/j7fqwmamicufx2z4.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/02/siren-why-art-thou-so-complicated.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMNR3kyeSp7ImA9WhRaEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-1157962762149689426</id><published>2012-02-14T16:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T18:34:56.791-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-14T18:34:56.791-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love and sex" /><title>Why We Love &amp; Hate Valentine's Day</title><summary type="html">
As we know, Valentine's Day started off with a Christian legend. Once upon a time, there was a boy with a bow and an arrow...

just kidding!

Basically, Mr. Valentine (whoever he was) was 'beheaded' on February 14 and the world decided to celebrate love.

On February 15, Ancient Roman priests created Lupercalia celebration and established its customs which involved a  (Lupercal) cave and the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/WY3j10sjgLQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/1157962762149689426/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=1157962762149689426&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/1157962762149689426?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/1157962762149689426?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/WY3j10sjgLQ/why-we-love-hate-valentines-day.html" title="Why We Love &amp; Hate Valentine's Day" /><author><name>moon girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaVCGz1FBio/TxUoUD9sRsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VGeKZcpaej0/s220/avatar_8bf1dbb802ca_64.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/02/why-we-love-hate-valentines-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUNQXc4eCp7ImA9WhRaEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-5892928905407881436</id><published>2012-02-13T14:32:00.063-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T07:41:30.930-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-14T07:41:30.930-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="it's all about tech" /><title>One fruit that never goes bad</title><summary type="html">Stop me if you've seen that white, shining fruit before. Yup, chances are you see it several times a day.Apple. You either love it or hate it. For the most part, that's how it is today. What you can't deny however, is that Apple has become one of the most influential brands of our time, and moreover has developed into something greater than just a brand - it became a culture.On its successful &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/E_2fDdl2dgA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/5892928905407881436/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=5892928905407881436&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/5892928905407881436?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/5892928905407881436?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/E_2fDdl2dgA/one-fruit-that-never-goes-bad.html" title="One fruit that never goes bad" /><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938450563831616294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QsXWLESLyjg/UHC8IlmfxLI/AAAAAAAAASY/mv5MAiIb6PY/s220/cpt2.PNG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9NyqJ_l2_E/Tzl5bR0Ty6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/8SvGHOKVpaY/s72-c/Apple-Store-Lg.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/02/one-fruit-that-never-goes-bad.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQERHw6eyp7ImA9WhRaEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-7511146196452025152</id><published>2012-02-12T21:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T22:05:05.213-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-12T22:05:05.213-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="i love nerds" /><title>Freshman versus Graduate</title><summary type="html">
Sometimes the Uber Frosh or the Sheltered College Freshman memes do your first year in college no justice.

As a graduating student, one of my current favourite hobbies is to poeticize about my last few years in university (okay, not really). Basically, university was a general waste of time if I were to analyze the career from my freshman mindset - college didn't get me a job or make me any &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/p5vGFAaYVpE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/7511146196452025152/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=7511146196452025152&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/7511146196452025152?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/7511146196452025152?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/p5vGFAaYVpE/sometimes-uber-frosh-or-sheltered.html" title="Freshman versus Graduate" /><author><name>moon girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaVCGz1FBio/TxUoUD9sRsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VGeKZcpaej0/s220/avatar_8bf1dbb802ca_64.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lr_PLI4ZPP8/Tzh5ueI64KI/AAAAAAAAAY4/mm2TvIjCNzo/s72-c/schoolz.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/02/sometimes-uber-frosh-or-sheltered.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEGRXszcCp7ImA9WhJWE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-3001273814367339136</id><published>2012-02-08T00:53:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2012-08-18T21:43:44.588-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-18T21:43:44.588-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love and sex" /><title>Why you shouldn't read sexy magazines</title><summary type="html">

Dear TDJ, your expert in love-o-logy is back and is about to put certain sexy headlines to shame in an open letter.

Just to put it out there, I haven't picked up any sort of magazine for maybe over a year. Even when I would waste money on that type of stuff (usually to appear cool on the beach or to cut out some pictures for my room), I never took anything to heart and only followed my &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/aa3t1u46Ryk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/3001273814367339136/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=3001273814367339136&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/3001273814367339136?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/3001273814367339136?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/aa3t1u46Ryk/why-you-should-not-read-sexy-magazines.html" title="Why you shouldn't read sexy magazines" /><author><name>moon girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaVCGz1FBio/TxUoUD9sRsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VGeKZcpaej0/s220/avatar_8bf1dbb802ca_64.png" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/02/why-you-should-not-read-sexy-magazines.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cFRnc5eSp7ImA9WhJWE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-2803831953381594797</id><published>2012-02-05T21:18:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2012-08-18T21:50:17.921-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-18T21:50:17.921-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food and drinks" /><title>Why do men like beer?</title><summary type="html">

Believe it or not, this question has not been answered concretely. My suggestions do not measure up as an answer, but I can assure you that this habit has nothing to do with gender or any type of beer-loving-gene.

Every time I visit a bar or a pub, I see a few bros drinking the fizzy drink. Of course, I've also seen business partners (and the like) share a bottle of wine. However, these wine &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/FvlObQ6k6Zw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/2803831953381594797/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=2803831953381594797&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/2803831953381594797?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/2803831953381594797?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/FvlObQ6k6Zw/why-hell-do-men-like-beer.html" title="Why do men like beer?" /><author><name>moon girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaVCGz1FBio/TxUoUD9sRsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VGeKZcpaej0/s220/avatar_8bf1dbb802ca_64.png" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/02/why-hell-do-men-like-beer.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEENRX45fSp7ImA9WhRbEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3515642310522617393.post-7991883108989360356</id><published>2012-02-03T14:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T14:18:14.025-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-03T14:18:14.025-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love and sex" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="let's talk business" /><title>How to live, love and work like a superstar Part I</title><summary type="html">

Here are a few starting tips to help you boost your work ethics, re-think your approach to relationships and gain peace in life. This is not research based but they say experience and observation can go a long way.

Save Energy:  I'm not talking about Earth Hour. I mean YOUR energy. Whether you are at work or with your partner or looking for a place to rent. I will give you an example: penguins&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~4/BrCEiTIgvBY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/feeds/7991883108989360356/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3515642310522617393&amp;postID=7991883108989360356&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/7991883108989360356?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3515642310522617393/posts/default/7991883108989360356?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThingsDeJour/~3/BrCEiTIgvBY/how-to-live-love-and-work-like.html" title="How to live, love and work like a superstar Part I" /><author><name>moon girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NaVCGz1FBio/TxUoUD9sRsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/VGeKZcpaej0/s220/avatar_8bf1dbb802ca_64.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thingsdejour.blogspot.com/2012/02/how-to-live-love-and-work-like.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
