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stuff from us, for you, to waste time.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</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/blogspot/franzjulia" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="blogspot/franzjulia" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQNQnc7eip7ImA9Wx5XFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-8889417612802494938</id><published>2010-09-15T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T11:13:13.902-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-15T11:13:13.902-07:00</app:edited><title>Nanaimo Wasps</title><summary>This weekend we all piled into Byron's car to get on a ferry and attend Krystal and Wes's wedding in Nanaimo. And by we I mean myself, Byron, Alexis, Eric and Franz. Aka mini VFS class 107 reunion. Minus Franz. Who was just there for "the possible island adventures". As per usual, the island did not disappoint and left us again with a memorable weekend of a series of random events.Byron said to </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/8889417612802494938/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=8889417612802494938" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/8889417612802494938?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/8889417612802494938?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2010/09/nanaimo-wasps.html" title="Nanaimo Wasps" /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/TJELDZiuP_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/D3FDQ4u33vY/s72-c/62980_10150280007420078_776520077_15068757_1834211_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4AQ3k8cSp7ImA9Wx5SFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-6136174192010256216</id><published>2010-08-09T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T21:19:02.779-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-09T21:19:02.779-07:00</app:edited><title>stop dweedle dwaddling</title><summary>so franz and I figured out that we hadn't had a dinner party in almost 3 months and panicked. And then quickly planned a summer themed one around a hamptons dinner party with southern inspired food. first thing we said?"fabric, we need fabric""oh yes white fabric"Obviously to build a garden party inspired tent in our living room. We then selected our invitees and created our menu which was as </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/6136174192010256216/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=6136174192010256216" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/6136174192010256216?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/6136174192010256216?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2010/08/stop-dweedle-dwaddling.html" title="stop dweedle dwaddling" /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/TGDLyHqF4cI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/zbJRFghyAxc/s72-c/puff2.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUABRnYyfip7ImA9WxFbGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-588775248256936180</id><published>2010-07-10T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T17:22:37.896-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-10T17:22:37.896-07:00</app:edited><title>a love letter to herr schweinsteiger</title><summary>I know dude, I know.you are one bad ass player and you have to settle for 3rd place. again.Schweinsteiger, or Shweinnie as those in your inner circle like to call you, I know the last thing you wanna hear is what a great achievement it is to place third in the world cup and that you and your team should be proud of what you have done this tournament. Everyone had already ruled out your team </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/588775248256936180/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=588775248256936180" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/588775248256936180?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/588775248256936180?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-letter-to-herr-schweinsteiger.html" title="a love letter to herr schweinsteiger" /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/TDkLsza5HyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/etKcUVCZlt8/s72-c/dynamic_resize.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EHQ3YyfSp7ImA9WxFUF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-2934566305629482627</id><published>2010-06-28T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T17:00:32.895-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-28T17:00:32.895-07:00</app:edited><title>film and soccer</title><summary>somebody remind me why i decided to shoot a movie? oh right it's my passion. you know you set off to make a short and you think, yeah it's gonna be tough but it's gonna be awesome. and don't get me wrong, it is awesome, but you forget just how time consuming it is, especially when you are still working full time and don't have the luxury of taking time off work. either way, it's 4 days before </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/2934566305629482627/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=2934566305629482627" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/2934566305629482627?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/2934566305629482627?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2010/06/film-and-soccer.html" title="film and soccer" /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i49.tinypic.com/wmgxgg_th.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUBRnw-fip7ImA9WxFUEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-7431048271375294551</id><published>2010-06-22T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T10:20:57.256-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-22T10:20:57.256-07:00</app:edited><title>chunks.</title><summary>awhile ago, i posted a blog about all my random plane adventures. this past monday, on june 21st 2010, i added another fun adventure to that bucket list.i puked on the plane.as in the barf bag, not in the privacy of the bathroom.i was in calgary this weekend to drinks beers with my padre on father's day, and had to take the early flight back on monday morning to get back to work on time. aka 5 am</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/7431048271375294551/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=7431048271375294551" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/7431048271375294551?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/7431048271375294551?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2010/06/awhile-ago-i-posted-blog-about-all-my.html" title="chunks." /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQBRX49eSp7ImA9WxFWFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-142614779048908323</id><published>2010-06-03T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T15:32:34.061-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-03T15:32:34.061-07:00</app:edited><title>but he's mysterious.</title><summary>i recently discovered something that i knew i always did subconsciously but never openly admitted it to myself.i am obsessed with guitarists.now me and 50 million other 14 year old girls can say the same thing, with our love of mysterious boys who are tall with dark hair and look down to the ground and write the most sensitive songs but they will never see the light of day cause they're not the 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/TAgq4leVI_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/M6cZ_r_XGTc/s72-c/jamie2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcGSX04cCp7ImA9WxBaEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-6782566580203192895</id><published>2010-03-20T14:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:10:28.338-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-20T15:10:28.338-07:00</app:edited><title>2 hour lunch break</title><summary>holla! for those who don't know, i have a knack for finding websites to waste my time. i'm passing these on, so you as well young grasshoper, will have the tools to waste time at work while you wait for your day to end. or any other occasion.First: http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/if you haven't discovered this yet, you are in for a treat. basically people send in their funniest/oddest text </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/6782566580203192895/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=6782566580203192895" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/6782566580203192895?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/6782566580203192895?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2010/03/2-hour-lunch-break.html" title="2 hour lunch break" /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/S6VFzpdhgqI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eoWf0eJ7GgM/s72-c/wolf.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UMR3Yzeyp7ImA9WxBVFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-4457322504795856855</id><published>2010-02-19T09:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T10:48:06.883-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-19T10:48:06.883-08:00</app:edited><title>we didn't need dialogue. we had faces.</title><summary>This morning I was able to leave my desk for 2 minutes to go get a coffee. As I was enjoying the beautiful crisp morning air and sunshine, basking in my refusel to wear my large parachute VANOC jacket and instead sporting my peacoat, I thought, if I were famous, this would be a good paparazzi shot.Never would this thought have occured if it wasn't for scripted reality TV.Now before I get into the</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/4457322504795856855/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=4457322504795856855" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/4457322504795856855?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/4457322504795856855?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-didnt-need-dialogue-we-had-faces.html" title="we didn't need dialogue. we had faces." /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUHQ30ycCp7ImA9WxBREkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-6083862534943032217</id><published>2009-12-31T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:37:12.398-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-31T11:37:12.398-08:00</app:edited><title>uh oh it's the last day of the year.</title><summary>New years New years New years. I love it. Don't why cause I've had pretty shitty New Years in the past and only in the last 3 years have they been better. But I love it. And you know what I love even more than getting dressed up and paying for overpriced drinks at a mediocre bar?! REMINISCING. 1) Where did you begin 2009?On a boat on the ocean in Los Angeles, surrounded by fog, with my boyfriend </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/6083862534943032217/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=6083862534943032217" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/6083862534943032217?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/6083862534943032217?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2009/12/uh-oh-its-last-day-of-year.html" title="uh oh it's the last day of the year." /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcDQnw4cCp7ImA9WxNaEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-8924405639696725054</id><published>2009-11-23T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T13:51:13.238-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-23T13:51:13.238-08:00</app:edited><title>sleeping in for 3 months</title><summary>Have you ever been unemployed? I hadn't been unemployed since I was 13. I started delivering newspapers and never looked back. Making money is awesome. Even after film school I swallowed any pride and worked at Chapters before I got hired in the film/tv industry. When I came back from my awesome euro trip this summer at the end of July and found out that the recession wasn't a myth and had </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/8924405639696725054/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=8924405639696725054" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/8924405639696725054?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/8924405639696725054?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2009/11/sleeping-in-for-3-months.html" title="sleeping in for 3 months" /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEDQHo7eyp7ImA9WxNQF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-6504890136998669934</id><published>2009-09-23T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T02:14:31.403-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-24T02:14:31.403-07:00</app:edited><title>music on reel</title><summary>the other day i had the rare treat to catch a music video on muchmusic and it was miley cyrus. and it was stupid. now of course you can argue miley cyrus is stupid but honestly, i used to watch music videos from artists that i HATED cause back in the day, music videos were AWESOME. now, not so much. it's either disney friendly or some epic kanye west shit. same old, same old.music videos were the</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/6504890136998669934/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=6504890136998669934" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/6504890136998669934?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/6504890136998669934?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2009/09/music-on-reel.html" title="music on reel" /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4AQH46cCp7ImA9WxJaFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-6600386235556323176</id><published>2009-08-07T14:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:25:41.018-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-07T15:25:41.018-07:00</app:edited><title>amateur cooking hour. chicken.</title><summary>Oh gorgeous summer, what better way than to celebrate you then cook a feast? Granted, living in Canada we are lucky to be blessed with all four seasons, each one bringing it's own urge and inspiration to cook a feast. But there's something about summer... maybe it's all the colors of the different fruits and vegetables that come with summer, maybe it's the easier process of inviting friends over </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/6600386235556323176/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=6600386235556323176" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/6600386235556323176?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/6600386235556323176?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2009/08/amateur-cooking-hour-chicken.html" title="amateur cooking hour. chicken." /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SnyhzBFfijI/AAAAAAAAAGk/rj4BnfKPP1A/s72-c/IMG_5719.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYAQXwzcCp7ImA9WxJXEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-2400734157625564174</id><published>2009-06-05T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:29:00.288-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-05T17:29:00.288-07:00</app:edited><title>best-worst june.05.2009</title><summary>friday.friday.fridayone of my dear friends from film school, dave sanderson, is getting married this weekend. to a very beautiful and amazing woman named emily. i'm sending them an early congrats!Best and Worst week of June 5th 2009.Worst- capturing PAL footage on an hdv deck.- david carradine dying because of a sex accident. note to people with a fetish about pain and sex, don't hang yourself </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/2400734157625564174/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=2400734157625564174" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/2400734157625564174?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/2400734157625564174?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2009/06/friday.html" title="best-worst june.05.2009" /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/Sim3oLf2NlI/AAAAAAAAAGc/HxAwtDcz8aA/s72-c/RonBurgandyAnchorman.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08NRHozeip7ImA9WxJQFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-734145871650087896</id><published>2009-05-29T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:31:35.482-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-29T16:31:35.482-07:00</app:edited><title>best-worst may.29.2009</title><summary>back in 2006 when myspace was still somewhat relevant, i apparently used their blog function in my profile. this week jeremy informed me that i'm sending spam via my myspace account and that it's probably been hacked. my reactions were as follows:myspace?i still have an account there?oh my god when was the last time i logged in...holy shit i gotta go check out my profile.oh god my profile pic was</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/734145871650087896/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=734145871650087896" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/734145871650087896?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/734145871650087896?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-worst-may292009.html" title="best-worst may.29.2009" /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcGQHg8eCp7ImA9WxJQFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-5471179141129446934</id><published>2009-05-27T12:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T12:37:01.670-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-27T12:37:01.670-07:00</app:edited><title>vitamin T</title><summary>my weekend was pretty solid. it felt like one of the first real summer weekends of 2009. i love when vancouver wakes up from it's rainy winter/spring slump and graces us with it's clear skies, mountains and ocean. also all the hot chicks come out wearing their best tight lululemon garb and parade around english bay on their roller skates and bikes for male viewing pleasure. and thus, all the men </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/5471179141129446934/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=5471179141129446934" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/5471179141129446934?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/5471179141129446934?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2009/05/vitamin-t.html" title="vitamin T" /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/Sh2S4amsTHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/PdI8J0Saw18/s72-c/n798640524_1296096_4371.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4GQn4-fip7ImA9WxJRFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-899141328960406381</id><published>2009-05-18T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:28:43.056-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-18T17:28:43.056-07:00</app:edited><title>used to be what? - music</title><summary>saturday. downtown vancouver. commodore. the kills.franz and i decided to head to the kills show. see audio to get acquainted if you are not aware yet of this amazing band.What New York Used To Be - The Killsafter some pre-drinking at the newly renovated morrissey, where we had very boozy doubles (to the point where my rum and coke was transparent) and some dude was like "yo can you put on the </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/899141328960406381/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=899141328960406381" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/899141328960406381?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/899141328960406381?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2009/05/used-to-be-what-music.html" title="used to be what? - music" /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4ASHY9cSp7ImA9WxJRE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-5311992172517551463</id><published>2009-05-14T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:29:09.869-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-14T18:29:09.869-07:00</app:edited><title>TV respects me. It laughs with me. not at me.</title><summary>i'm a tv whore. i love tv. i'm aware there's better things to do like ride a bike or read. whatever. its 2009. since it's season finale week, every show i adore has been bringing their A game, which means i've been reminiscing about WHY i tune into these certain shows every week. there's a bunch of different reason but today i will entertain you with my TOP FAVE CHARACTERS ON TV! rejoice in my </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/5311992172517551463/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=5311992172517551463" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/5311992172517551463?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/5311992172517551463?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2009/05/tv-respects-me-it-laughs-with-me-not-at.html" title="TV respects me. It laughs with me. not at me." /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/Sgy_aRP-AZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5Rn1deMplm0/s72-c/eddi-lou.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEFQns5eCp7ImA9WxJSF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-7243855765466787335</id><published>2009-05-07T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T16:06:53.520-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-07T16:06:53.520-07:00</app:edited><title>twatlight.</title><summary>I'm never one to bash a movie without having actually seen it, therefore no longer feeling comfortable saying "twilight sucks" without having actually seen it or even opened the book, I finally sat down and watched the damn thing.Before Rant Introokay everyone knows i'm a hardcore harry potter fan, thus a lot of people assume i'm into twilight. wrong. i have never in my life opened the book. i </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/7243855765466787335/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=7243855765466787335" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/7243855765466787335?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/7243855765466787335?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2009/05/twatlight.html" title="twatlight." /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SgNDmz6cdPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/E4iaKyxArTM/s72-c/fb9043d1741dc56e_Bella_Swan.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UARX44cCp7ImA9WxVaFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-1282209412276336832</id><published>2009-04-12T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T13:47:24.038-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-12T13:47:24.038-07:00</app:edited><title>homeless peanuts</title><summary>this good friday franz and decided to celebrate like any regular early twenty year olds fearing the recession would, spend our day on a patio day drinking. oh and we invited some friends.1:54 pmdan and i show up at our old stomping ground elwoods. located in kits, it's the ultimate neighborhood bar that has been my drinking grounds of preference since i moved here in 2005. last week the blond </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/1282209412276336832/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=1282209412276336832" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/1282209412276336832?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/1282209412276336832?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2009/04/homeless-peanuts.html" title="homeless peanuts" /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4NSX89cSp7ImA9WxVaEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-5185967037281303057</id><published>2009-04-08T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T13:53:18.169-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-08T13:53:18.169-07:00</app:edited><title>i'm so 3008, and you're so 2000 and late.</title><summary>my jazz class is on tuesdays at 8 pm. it's one of the highlights of my week. i love ballet with a passion but have to be extremely focused and concentrated during that class on mondays. as in jazz, it's my fun class. the technique comes easy to me, thus I rarely have to think and I can just let go. the only time i'm thinking is when we're doing set ups during warm up and i feel like i'm </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/5185967037281303057/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=5185967037281303057" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/5185967037281303057?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/5185967037281303057?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-3008-and-youre-so-2000-and-late.html" title="i'm so 3008, and you're so 2000 and late." /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEHQXY9fip7ImA9WxVUGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-4200480729888481272</id><published>2009-03-24T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T17:23:50.866-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-24T17:23:50.866-07:00</app:edited><title>what's with today... today</title><summary>ugh epic fail for not updating this blog. But we do have some excuses. Franz and I have lost ourselves to that thing... what is it... oh right LIFE.First, we left our humble 2905 pad and moved into the new palace, located on 12th and Fir. Of course, this consisted of staying up till 2 am the night before packing and bitching about life. The next day all our friend's were hungover from Sean's </summary><link rel="enclosure" type="video/mp4" href="http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7e476171a8fbcca7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4" length="0" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/4200480729888481272/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=4200480729888481272" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/4200480729888481272?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/4200480729888481272?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-with-today-today.html" title="what's with today... today" /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SclzPeH5rrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Gguz8pTw8jc/s72-c/2642_140315765077_776520077_6273476_1678259_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQNR3s-eCp7ImA9WxVXGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-3234722186634388506</id><published>2009-02-16T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:29:56.550-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-16T14:29:56.550-08:00</app:edited><title>oh, she's just being miley.</title><summary>so these fucking disney kids that are taking over our music scene are 98% of the time useless and annoying. and i know that for this generation they are our backstreet boys and spice girls so i can't hate too much but still, rolling stone never gave a backstreet boys album 4/5 stars. really rollingstone, how much is disney paying you?that being said, i said 98%. that leaves 2% that i have a weak </summary><link rel="enclosure" type="video/mp4" href="http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2883666091ffab91&amp;type=video%2Fmp4" length="0" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/3234722186634388506/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=3234722186634388506" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/3234722186634388506?v=2" /><link rel="self" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4BQXc_eSp7ImA9WxVQE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-2285460752556057295</id><published>2009-01-30T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:22:30.941-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-30T17:22:30.941-08:00</app:edited><title>fail boat you have competition</title><summary>so the other day dan is all like "yo you need to watch Fringe" and i'm like, ah hellz no. and he's like "no for reals you like x-files so you'll this show" and i was like whatever.reenactment:so for those of you who don't know fringe, it's another new j.j abrams show, same master mind behind lost and cloverfield. i love hate j.j because he created alias, my favorite show ever (don't hate). and </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/2285460752556057295/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=2285460752556057295" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/2285460752556057295?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/2285460752556057295?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2009/01/fail-boat-you-have-competition.html" title="fail boat you have competition" /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SYOmZ3jaEJI/AAAAAAAAADc/ToAvxeZWjx0/s72-c/a0xmoo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UGRHYzfSp7ImA9WxVRFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-963556359971502480</id><published>2009-01-21T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T16:47:05.885-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-21T16:47:05.885-08:00</app:edited><title>facebook your face.</title><summary>i like facebook, i use it daily. but god damn it i hate facebook. franz and i are here to set some ground rules. but first, rant:FRANZ SAYSFirst of all I would like to mention that facebook will eventually be the ultimate demise of our society. Since when has it been a good idea to let everybody know every single detail of your life? This ain't hollywood or the front page of Star magazine. And </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/963556359971502480/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=963556359971502480" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/963556359971502480?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/963556359971502480?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2009/01/facebook-your-face.html" title="facebook your face." /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8NR3Y-eip7ImA9WxVRE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867028519970552851.post-266553807328190055</id><published>2009-01-19T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T11:38:16.852-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-19T11:38:16.852-08:00</app:edited><title>and in other news...</title><summary>why is pink making out with herself?




oh pink and your bad girl ways.... seriously i'm all about new and cutting edge but this is weird. and now i think pink won't be able to find any boyfriend that can match having sex with herself. congratulations pink, you will now get off on yourself forever.ta!julia gulia</summary><link rel="enclosure" type="video/mp4" href="http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dbf82e7f08d4a4f7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4" length="0" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/feeds/266553807328190055/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1867028519970552851&amp;postID=266553807328190055" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/266553807328190055?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867028519970552851/posts/default/266553807328190055?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://franzjulia.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-in-other-news.html" title="and in other news..." /><author><name>franzjulia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11720864915527481193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="17" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TyPGCBmHDh4/SSRxl27gW_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QBkMnBN0MeU/S220/FranzJulialogo.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>

