<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" 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" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2026 02:59:46 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>reality</category><category>introspection</category><category>motivation</category><category>introspection reality</category><category>random</category><category>rant</category><category>rationality</category><category>opinions</category><category>rambling</category><category>poetry</category><category>self care</category><category>cringe</category><category>comic relief</category><category>comedy relief</category><title>Anna&#39;s Whatnots</title><description>A peek at the messy puree that is my mind...</description><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>783</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-3827441154738345456</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2026 02:59:46 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-04-26T22:59:46.457-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection reality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><title>Strange algorithm</title><atom:summary type="text">
It&#39;s Sunday evening and last night, when I was passing the time on the internet, the algorithm invited me to two ghost-themed topics: the film Ghosted and the Appalachian Mountains. I saw the film Ghosted when it was released about 3 years ago and enjoyed it very much. The plot was absolutely outrageous and hilarious and I enjoyed all the little symbolic details and dialogue. I forgot which </atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2026/04/strange-algorithm.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/T87u5yuUVi8/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-1594940612937538212</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2026 03:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-04-19T00:30:53.527-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motivation</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reality</category><title>Head over heels for power outlets</title><atom:summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;Entrance to Emmanuel College Library, University of Toronto&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I took the photo above a few days ago when I went to that location. My workload during this part of the year is unusually full and I became slightly ill during the latter part of this week, and thanks to loads of warm drinks including commercial and my own versions of honey citrus mint tea, I recovered quickly.&amp;</atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2026/04/head-over-heels-for-power-outlets.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiroAeNb2JffpfPr3bMVuYVtODeihC_5R6xDPHZJ9EHx0SHpw71yl2_KhDQqQDUdJVZhOkS_E3saKbA2a0yaHCvex_5xm2WlUFinjx1z1kpXgVrbkcJl8Xk95-TK0Y-M4gsm1N9Vu_kIbHxHhTjHlxsE07WJI2YAzdbG08HEEQ6E-OUr0RRF2X_/s72-c/20260413_211359985_iOS.heic" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-8200029994511076874</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2026 21:32:22 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-03-17T17:44:43.155-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reality</category><title>Between the Buttery and the Owlery</title><atom:summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;(File:An Arch leading to Sir Daniel Wilson Residence, University of Toronto.jpg. (2023, August 8). Wikimedia Commons. Retrieved March 17, 2026, from https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?title=File:An_Arch_leading_to_Sir_Daniel_Wilson_Residence,_University_of_Toronto.jpg&amp;amp;oldid=791096022.)Let me tell you about this mostly unremarkable situation involving my library access. My access </atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2026/03/between-buttery-and-owlery.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzD8WtuK1VDjFjScTR9yeOa4ucznr5kQ_dD0BABQiLV4zp4WcC8l0aFJekGrQDL3myow1i7pRZpimyq7zAJa-tbyEja_pH8gM5UmEo2tMtzsMYb-m-0-qdke2ZrbJtDVSHpf9zBPRx2sM_XcYAyZqqVF8lic97x_dy7GDKc1nP8_-V4m5ZiXc8/s72-c/An_Arch_leading_to_Sir_Daniel_Wilson_Residence,_University_of_Toronto.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-2929668174382252293</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Feb 2026 13:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-02-27T11:06:18.875-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection reality</category><title>Sleep lessons</title><atom:summary type="text">Image by Ri Butov from PixabayI’m reading Fast Asleep by Dr. Michael Mosley, and the “Challenging Your Thoughts” section on page 100 resonated with me.&amp;nbsp;Like many others, I have thoughts that surface before I go to bed (or throughout the day), and these affect my sleep. Dr. Mosley suggests a bit of cognitive behavioral therapy or CBT, which I&#39;ve actually gone through when I had therapy years </atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2026/02/phone-extension.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgERTzlsoeisXxoNlzMDFiBvwPnDxnbMI77xsfINb9KCAccq7__1Svxs96KoIxR294rkd_gYjGLeEiOifEFLRX8I9DAFHVWE7E7ObLjrKyVsK8IosT5_HvNXtEdj-gEheHnLxBXR5mAU4XUplRK1SJha4gsMUJSVDuZXGDJnqsfYZh5JQZthaqp/s72-c/ri_ya-old-phone-4717604_640.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-4953057627401064300</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Feb 2026 16:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-02-22T18:32:16.586-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection</category><title>Continue to give myself permission</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;ve been writing for myself for approximately 30 years, which is equivalent to two-thirds of my life. That includes diaries and this medium here. I recently joined a mailing list of an academic centre focused on humanistic inquiry (they offer degree programs in philosophy, theology, and the like) that also features a variety of short workshops. They have an upcoming half-day workshop on writing </atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2026/02/continue-to-give-myself-permission.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-6171798359721659998</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Jan 2026 01:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-02-22T18:35:04.881-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection reality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motivation</category><title>Further self-examination</title><atom:summary type="text">I just saw a short clip of Amy Poehler and Claire Danes where they mentioned that they have the same enneagram: 8. So I became curious and tried to find out mine: 5. Last week, I determined my dominant female archetype(s): a tie across lover, creator, and mystic. I already knew since years ago that my personality is INFJ. So, I then took the short form of the Big Five IPIP test which is </atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2026/01/further-self-examination.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-7951628301362970118</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2026 16:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-01-23T11:17:09.999-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motivation</category><title>Water and warmth</title><atom:summary type="text">The first month of the year hasn&#39;t ended yet and I&#39;m feeling fatigued. I attribute it to the depressing and bitterly cold weather, and it&#39;s threatening to get even colder. A quiet, summer lakeside getaway without an itinerary sounds fantastic. Just my family, some cooking, sunrises and sunsets, a body of water, and a whole lot of quiet nature. No pressure, private, and uninfluenced. That&#39;s enough</atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2026/01/water-and-warmth.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-1187775902312465011</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2026 00:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-01-21T09:37:55.850-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><title>Predispositions</title><atom:summary type="text">A new year is here! Did the holidays involve some disruption by seasonal viruses and unpleasant weather? I&#39;m sorry if that&#39;s the case.I borrowed this book by Dr. Michael Mosley entitled &quot;Fast Asleep&quot; and was reminded about the importance of sleep. Especially the part of our cycle involving deep sleep where our brain receives an increased amount of cerebrospinal fluid as a sort of deep cleaning </atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2026/01/predispositions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKo_NIwz00V9a3Y4j7s1RjM_kizshnEssaPmzBAJbYlNBlcXdD2i4rxXIyhWcCJSp6Yyu24MBNc0O2Jnaf1w8MdaFkt-LKFBKgk2FIR9cG5Rb7PvRx5xY162Z-p4gLi5XTjp5t0X9WKaJtEqy1EtDY9NfLQ0uWIb183zfVxSmmRGskC4WpP2pT/s72-c/IMG_3770.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-7785718565513440030</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Dec 2025 06:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-01-03T17:08:21.001-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection reality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motivation</category><title>A quarter of this century already?</title><atom:summary type="text">Where has time gone? I think that my perspective of time is wildly distorted because of the speed in which technology developed and continues to develop during my lifetime. I feel that 1975 to 2000 was a bigger interval compared to 2000 to 2025. Maybe it&#39;s the illusion given by 19xx compared to 20xx? Additionally, I feel ironic. I&#39;m old yet I&#39;m young. For the 1975-2000 era, I&#39;m surely old...but </atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2025/12/a-quarter-of-this-century-already.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-9039315056555265293</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2025 01:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-11-11T20:27:56.448-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection</category><title>Cycling through cycles</title><atom:summary type="text">It’s a worry-filled day, and it’s probably a sign that I’m coming out of an almost burnout situation. That was about two weeks of nonstop, robotic hyper-processing with no mental real estate available for anything else. When the plate has been finally cleared, all these other stuff stampeded inside my head today. Unnecessary worry on top of exhaustion. I have to remind myself that I&#39;m safe. I </atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2025/11/cycling-through-cycles.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-7130610319586053128</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Oct 2025 23:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-10-26T19:14:30.131-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motivation</category><title>side eye-ing the universe</title><atom:summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;As the lunchtime celebration I attended earlier&amp;nbsp;today was about to end, a large tray of fortune cookies was served. I grabbed one at the edge of the pile and got this:Although random and surely inconsequential, it&#39;s nice to feel like I&#39;m interesting even if in a fictional sense. I thought about being some person with some relevant insights about some particular topic and people would </atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2025/10/side-eye-ing-universe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5su29uBLVDeIKpgSLKp6pw4VJW8164RGHYGKe3Z2NeeAmkZtqs-O3dR2V7-opkdafJgHkyz5SiiFavV96e8RDdPZc0EUFydiYZjNhZc9i30lf0adGRB6KKkp7Lv_SbRpbCp7MDUQk1w5XO2cx8ovfaisp_S2k0xBJ4CFAGgUkiQUgWIkygBpj/s72-c/IMG_3655.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-5482997606650825515</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Oct 2025 17:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-10-23T20:14:33.158-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection reality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rant</category><title>nourish yourself against dark imaginings</title><atom:summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;Overwhelmed...I thought to share the section of the poem Desiderata that provides some comfort:&quot;Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a</atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2025/10/nourish-yourself-against-dark-imaginings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-1638044697988976375</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2025 01:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-10-10T21:44:24.083-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">comedy relief</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection reality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motivation</category><title>&quot;Lead, Kindly Light.&quot;</title><atom:summary type="text">My Thursday involved back-to-back&amp;nbsp;meetings and I was relieved by lunchtime when I was able to spend part of it in quiet meditation and then mass. The priest quoted part of St. John Henry Newman&#39;s poem, and I&#39;m sharing it here below:Lead, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom,Lead Thou me on;The night is dark, and I am far from home,Lead Thou me on.Keep Thou my feet;I do not ask to see the </atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2025/10/lead-kindly-light.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-3875878577107513788</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2025 14:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-09-09T21:13:40.987-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection reality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motivation</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rambling</category><title>What&#39;s in the light box (updated!)</title><atom:summary type="text">Image SourceI wonder what&#39;s it like to be at the Toronto International Film Festival (TIFF) Light Box? Last weekend, I saw on the official TIFF IG that there are promotional booths--even coffee? Would 30-40mins be sufficient to briefly explore, say on a Monday? Why am I asking the etherwebs (Get it? Ether: Air, Webs: short for Interweb or Internet)? This is a continuation of my last post and I am</atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2025/09/whats-in-light-box.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguz5MZsZgerWTJ0-CFoAZz3WlHyGVHg6xqBAM9NG3g8WEhM9T-S6-JANIxe9YSRV3hK_8U90nwQHsCJlcDUsSUFnD3gh0pUHlrvExutdSzQ0GjQStDxtAO8cNLWErt-GLfxJGlfxlmv08mMIV3n0IN9cQJF5zueCzR_dZedFQe0_Mk04cy7dtj/s72-c/board-2112689_640.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-8548382184943329399</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Sep 2025 20:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-09-04T16:23:01.431-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection reality</category><title>Surface Interval</title><atom:summary type="text">Photo SourceAs I ascend toward the surface after a lengthy dive session, I am wide-eyed with anticipation at the idea of breathing fresh air.It has been either brain-draining/mind-bending work, back-to-back social activities with friends and kin, and an uplifting pilgrimage at a sacred site out of town--and this brief reprieve feels so good. Of course, there are still ongoing day-to-day things to</atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2025/09/surface-interval.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEeGsO0NCQe7b3LzzIGPEvg8NNPpWiADNq5YpiMjx30iWxRfC9_2-s4eb_XDJAvBCAml3lo32FLnip6NbSefdH5oGRe6C9C-NwT4UAQ7FQXR9v8MqfTZW_Hu8ZsCSjmjH_pKnvlPWe05UyMe6fW65Zf59la0pGsge00-EAVS2D3dvlc0L7zUsi/s72-c/pexels-ollivves-1074505.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-7705349394691161010</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Aug 2025 01:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-08-05T21:06:09.855-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reality</category><title>Eventful</title><atom:summary type="text">This summer had some dips here and there, but mostly a lot of highs. I visited Quebec City for the first time, reconnected with friends and family whom I haven&#39;t seen for a while, and I entered into a personal consecration. I saw a few movies and shows, and read a bit. I discovered a number of coffee shops and I still have a few in my bucket list. I&#39;m rediscovering old albums on Spotify including</atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2025/08/eventful.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdovwINOTK1XN6WdF1KR0xohuCTtVlFpd7azXup8jzxV1yLJqZb2n2Yb27xu1SItcKRR4rCo6dd1jnzAg6E_Gn0k8RWuxcps30NQSG-4b_1H1QSBsM6AnOB_JIROOGOM7XJmaAcg5iziyOFbB2CYdFggnf9QxTzv-9blu_NaV7_MW7ycraQzhW/s72-c/DEA42567-3ABD-4206-8003-9BFFD6C3D891.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-2316261278773789691</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jun 2025 19:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-08-13T19:23:42.879-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motivation</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reality</category><title>Productivity in Movement</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m currently listening to the soundtrack of the film Out of Africa, which I have never seen! I saw an Instagram post by Classic FM where presenters mentioned their favourite music for concentration, and a presenter raved about how in university she would be able to finish so much work whenever she listened to the&amp;nbsp;full Out of Africa album. I&#39;ve listened to the&amp;nbsp;full soundtrack a few </atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2025/06/productivity-in-movement.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-7942342607803943771</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2025 00:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-06-16T14:32:09.512-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection</category><title>Abject penury</title><atom:summary type="text">I thought the phrase abject penury&amp;nbsp;sounded sophisticated despite its definition. I didn&#39;t know what penury meant while I was reading yesterday&#39;s daily meditation from volume 3 of Francis Fernandez&#39;s In Conversation with God. The sentence on p. 549 states, &quot;God asks us always to bear in mind the abject penury of our condition, so that we may avoid the danger of ever becoming conceited.&quot;Abject</atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2025/06/abject-penury.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-2891400314178712292</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2025 01:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-05-28T21:27:19.712-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">opinions</category><title>Punctuations</title><atom:summary type="text">Well hello there. This quick post is to declare on the interwebs that using an em-dash or semi-colon doesn&#39;t necessarily mean that an AI chatbot was used. I enjoy using the em-dash and/or the semi-colon to be more conversational (when appropriate). Or maybe I&#39;ve read too many texts that use both punctuation marks. Technology has become so advanced (and continues to rapidly advance) so that </atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2025/05/i-shouldnt-worry.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-6937387034727185</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2025 01:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-04-17T22:15:09.649-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motivation</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">self care</category><title>Rested and alert</title><atom:summary type="text">Yesterday, I attended a work-sponsored webinar on restful sleep and discovered a few strategies to combat poor quality sleep. For example, if your mind is racing and have difficulty falling asleep, try to write down your thoughts as a way of unloading your brain. The speaker raved about camping pillows and how it could be comfortable as an alternative to regular pillows. Other things discussed </atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2025/04/rested-and-alert.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-5146128643139843063</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2025 14:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-03-11T14:21:03.982-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection reality</category><title>A long, strange trip</title><atom:summary type="text">You can, for example, never foretell what any one man will do, but you can say with precision what an average number will be up to. Individuals vary, but percentages remain constant. So says the statistician.(Sherlock Holmes, The Sign of Four, as quoted from Chapter 1 - Probability Theory, Statistical Inference 2nd Ed. by Casella &amp;amp; Berger)I am not a listener of the Grateful Dead like many </atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2025/03/a-long-strange-trip.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-8895768842511390762</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Mar 2025 00:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-03-13T15:14:35.611-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection reality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motivation</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rationality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reality</category><title>when it is ad hominem, dispose as refuse</title><atom:summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;I wish I could find this internet thing that says something about wishing for a break from historical human events. Like Friendster, MySpace, and Facebook, I have deactivated my Twitter account--after 15 years. It has become filled with bots and trolls and has decreased in trustworthiness. It has become a space of anarchy and utter disrespect. And the strategy of mass repetition of a </atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2025/03/when-it-is-ad-hominem-dispose-as-refuse.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-1002704275253945155</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Feb 2025 23:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-02-26T11:27:15.199-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection reality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rant</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reality</category><title>&quot;Leaves will soon grow from the bareness of trees&quot;</title><atom:summary type="text">Image Source (Pexels)Overt abuse of power and transgressive leadership are tolerated by supporters who assume that such behaviour is justified for the sake of group or identity advancement (interesting link to a scientific paper here). People identify themselves as belonging to a particular coordinate within the left-right political spectrum and/or cardinal directions (north, south, east, west). </atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2025/02/leaves-will-soon-grow-from-bareness-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVSlVTYg7KkPNc_Y0W1xU5xhrz41SwjrJdE53OLVLytLrZ1OZOsxPTTiMntYF2RpyJjMmgvA5Z69434L7KFmwqwZC9o5tUEfoIBivV9xs_xsWSYUQy1dVU1Kp35BS3_pCrBaHm_tXb2iYUeHYywhzi9EU8PgocLYndQez7N4liBw8uiC5Av8Rq/s72-c/pexels-ben-cheung-140183-424759.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-59077085436927737</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Feb 2025 04:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-02-16T12:07:25.758-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection reality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motivation</category><title>Fruity, floral, sweet, and savory</title><atom:summary type="text">I made these delicious stuff.I have re-fixated on fragrances again; a rekindling of what I had during this post&amp;nbsp;https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2022/06/olfaction-reprise.html. Interestingly, I still have some of the Fico di Amalfi cologne by Acqua di Parma, which is more appropriate during warmer weather. Not wearing it today. Today is literally a snow day and the roads have only been </atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2025/02/fruity-floral-sweet-and-savory.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzUsBmXjIeuJlBuZUhXkl7gRC_uT9pKy7Yta7g88hlxlLDC1hi3nHfNOOfBXhCPbQ56bWrMGAQehtupliHqBkHKeHRqR64YDnWUA0tXL1wcEcZL6nJTdB3ldcrPZIsDtWrvanzXHcPgvCn2syT7Eyzx78dwz9gBI71uYt9niRTIlTSLjKxL7be/s72-c/strawberry%20and%20bread.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24977374.post-2246642223676150391</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Jan 2025 19:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-01-25T11:53:15.399-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introspection</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motivation</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">self care</category><title>Some ways to live better</title><atom:summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;I began writing this post while waiting at the venue where my children were having their winter extracurricular sports activity. Ambient sounds included conversations between parents and children who had just finished with their gymnastics, swimming, music, or multisport session, or parents doing flexible remote work on some corner of the centre. What a unique experience! I situated myself </atom:summary><link>https://annaswhatnots.blogspot.com/2025/01/some-ways-to-live-better.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/DLVfYn9pvwo/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>