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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" 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:geo="http://www.w3.org/2003/01/geo/wgs84_pos#" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693558564091238867</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2011 00:10:03 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>cooking</category><category>dissertation</category><category>suburbia</category><category>news</category><category>Lost</category><category>movies</category><category>children's lit</category><category>books</category><category>organization</category><category>YA lit</category><category>adolescence</category><category>grad school</category><category>censorship</category><category>biking</category><category>Diet Dr. Pepper</category><category>evernote</category><category>Eva</category><category>pantagraph</category><category>caffeine</category><category>summer</category><category>cell phones</category><category>social networking</category><category>personality</category><category>perfection</category><category>trains</category><category>teen pregnancy</category><category>family</category><category>child diaries</category><category>road trips</category><category>frustration</category><category>educational technology</category><category>procrastination</category><category>recipes</category><category>driving</category><category>advertisements</category><category>teaching</category><category>rant</category><category>thinking</category><category>friends</category><category>shoes</category><category>halloween</category><category>summer reading</category><category>pet peeves</category><category>Peter Dickinson</category><category>fireworks</category><category>green living</category><category>research</category><category>folklore</category><category>personal</category><category>election</category><category>stress</category><category>PhD comics</category><category>politics</category><category>random</category><category>sci-fi</category><category>YouTube</category><category>computers</category><category>television</category><category>life</category><category>wikipedia</category><category>consumption</category><category>baby</category><category>food</category><category>free time</category><category>religion</category><category>house</category><category>Google Documents</category><category>anniversaries</category><category>Springfield</category><category>blogging</category><category>expectations.</category><category>healthy living</category><category>painting</category><category>onenote</category><category>google</category><title>Road Trip Reading</title><description>I hate driving.  I read young adult novels about road trips.  This is my blog.</description><link>http://roadtripreading.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (G)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/DZJv" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/dzjv" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><geo:lat>40.515485</geo:lat><geo:long>-88.986299</geo:long><feedburner:emailServiceId>blogspot/DZJv</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1693558564091238867.post-1540515678550037209</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Feb 2010 01:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-17T19:31:47.761-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dissertation</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">teaching</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">grad school</category><title>Changes</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/DZJv/~3/BCF3wWlmGUw/changes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (G)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total><description>The five people who so who actually follow this blog may have noticed that's it has been rather quiet lately.  This is partly due to the fact that I've been incredibly busy, but mostly due to the fact that over the last 18 months or so, I've been contemplating some big changes.



Those of you who know me personally know that I'm currently working on a a PhD in English Studies with an emphasis in...&lt;br/&gt;
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I just got an email that informed me that one of my students this fall is hard of hearing.  It was a very nice email explaining that they are notifying me...&lt;br/&gt;
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Clearly being retired is so much more work than being a grad student with a baby. ...&lt;br/&gt;
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Our first child will grow up with a Patron Saint Cake.  
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I read Harry Potter 1 and 4 aloud to him last week.Last Friday, we had a prolonged discussion (okay more of a lecture) about road trip metaphors.
Rakicy read Once a Runner to him.  New words include: bastard, shit, etc.
I told Rakicy to turn on the...&lt;br/&gt;
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I started blogging with the idea that among other things it would also give me a place to express my feelings.  This was more true with the baby blog than this blog, but...&lt;br/&gt;
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Having very pregnant women lay on a concrete floor (okay, I realize this can't exactly be helped) is never really the pinnacle of relaxation.  To make it a little more...&lt;br/&gt;
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I'd admittedly really bad at "staying off my feet" and since I don't watch soap operas, I tend to only manage to follow these instructions if I can surf the internet.*  Yesterday, I got put on Terbutaline to stop my contractions and when I was googling this drug, I...&lt;br/&gt;
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This morning I lost my car keys, then found my car keys, then 15 minutes later walked out the back door and shut the door (which was locked) with my keys in their new "safe" spot.  B was on her way to come get me,...&lt;br/&gt;
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Dear Mrs. XXX,
I wanted to know if it would be okay if I switched seats in your Eng XXX class. I know it's really late in the semester and everyone sits in the same place every day, but I'm having trouble paying attention.  A couple of weeks ago I noticed that your baby really moves...&lt;br/&gt;
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getting herpes at collegedirty fudge herpesgetting herpes on spring breakherpes in MexicoDo I have herpes
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One set of seriously defunct sinuses and lungs.  Introductory supply of Tylenol, Sudafed, Robitussen, and Kleenex provided at no additional charge.&lt;br/&gt;
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