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In case anyone was curious - I did not reply. I&#39;m curious why he assumes I am not used to intellectual conversation....&lt;/div&gt;
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Yes, I replied. &amp;nbsp;I was curious to see if he&#39;d up and give me his address (seeing he doesn&#39;t know me and I could possibly be a robber/&#39;catfish&#39;). &amp;nbsp;He began to ask some questions to see if I was a &#39;serious inquiry&#39;. &amp;nbsp;I got bored &amp;amp; blocked.&lt;/div&gt;
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Yep, you read that right. &amp;nbsp;For the past couple years, I&#39;ve done/tried it all. &amp;nbsp;Speed-dating. Set up blind-dates. Match. E-harm. OKCupid. Tinder. &amp;nbsp;I grimace as I write out this list.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;
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It&#39;s not that I haven&#39;t found Mr. Right (well, I haven&#39;t, but that&#39;s beside the point). &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s just that, in the words of my girl, Taylor Swift &#39;I just, I mean, this is exhausting&#39;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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The e-mails. &amp;nbsp;The awkward conversations with strangers. &amp;nbsp;The texting. &amp;nbsp;The creepers. &amp;nbsp;I just don&#39;t have time. &amp;nbsp;Or rather, I just don&#39;t care to do this with my time. &amp;nbsp;I keep busy with work. &amp;nbsp;I have a good amount of good friends &amp;amp; family I try to keep in touch with. &amp;nbsp;I take dance class. &amp;nbsp;I work out. &amp;nbsp;I am in the process of attempting to learn coding. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m trying to read more. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m struggling to keep up this blog. &amp;nbsp;You get the drift.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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That, and, not to pick on online dating especially (which I really truly think there is nothing wrong with, and I know several great couples, some married/engaged, who started with a wink) - but oh goodness, it&#39;s a headache and a half some times. &amp;nbsp;There&#39;s the guys who write long, detailed, five paragraph essay emails. &amp;nbsp;There&#39;s the guys who write emails for weeks but don&#39;t make any attempt to ask me out. &amp;nbsp;There&#39;s the guys who write emails blatantly looking for a casual sexual relationship (even when I specified in my profile I was not open to said idea). There&#39;s the blatant control+copy+paste emails. &amp;nbsp;There&#39;s the &#39;this isn&#39;t in a foreign language, but it isn&#39;t quite English, either&#39; emails. &amp;nbsp;And all the while, I can&#39;t help but think that there&#39;s a college friend I owe an email to, and here I am sorting through this crap instead. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Back in my college days/early twenties, I hadn&#39;t gone on nearly as many dates as I have over the past couple years (grimace again), but all the guys that were asking me out or taking me out on dates appeared to really be interested in me. &amp;nbsp;The ones who kept calling, well, I knew they liked me. &amp;nbsp;Maybe it was because they met me prior to the first date in some way or another, maybe it was because there wasn&#39;t a seemingly large mass pool of potential singles as one&#39;s fingertips, but I feel nowadays it seems like there will be guys that ask me out and continue to talk to me, but I cannot make heads or tails of whether or not they are into me. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps they are casting a wide net. &amp;nbsp;Or keeping their options open. &amp;nbsp;I dunno. &amp;nbsp;What I do know, though, is that in all seriousness, I question if I could successfully notice a great guy trying to get my attention amongst all this white noise.&lt;/div&gt;
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Something in me snapped the other day. &amp;nbsp;It must have been the 8th coupon in a row to reactivate e-harm. &amp;nbsp;I promptly went on an deleted my profile (which, another can of worms, and perhaps a blog topic - was not easy to do!). &amp;nbsp;Next - match - gone! &amp;nbsp;Tinder - deleted. &amp;nbsp;Okcupid - still there (because filling out all the questions was an extensive process), but I won&#39;t be checking it, except for material for this blog.&lt;/div&gt;
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Don&#39;t get me wrong - I&#39;m not anti-dating right now, I am just not doing anything that would constitute &#39;trying to meet someone&#39;. &amp;nbsp;If I happen to stumble upon a great guy and he asks me out in some way, I will go. &amp;nbsp;But no dating sites, no blind dates - nothing that requires, well, time or effort.&lt;/div&gt;
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That, and the other day, a friend made a good point. &amp;nbsp;We were discussing another friend who is dating a good guy (and it seems to be getting more serious). &amp;nbsp;Prior to dating this guy, said friend had a not-as-great relationship. &amp;nbsp;My other friend mentioned to her not to put up with it because &quot;once you meet the right guy, things will be easy&quot;. &amp;nbsp;I wholly agree with this sentiment.&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://jaime-jtrain.blogspot.com/2013/08/on-hetoxguyatus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaime)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7080133416826245120.post-5888388269753359234</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Aug 2013 05:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-08-06T00:53:44.073-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Birthday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Facebook</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Facebook Annoyances</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Facebook Birthdays</category><title>Responding to Facebook Birthday Greetings</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
I have a curious question that I feel is quite relevant in this day &amp;amp; age - what is the proper protocol for responding to a facebook birthday greeting?&lt;br /&gt;
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In my personal opinion, I prefer a big, general &#39;thanks everyone for the birthday wishes&#39; status, at some point the day of or a couple days after said blessed event. &amp;nbsp;Yes, it&#39;s impersonal, but so is a facebook birthday greeting. &amp;nbsp;Let&#39;s be honest here.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;ve notice that responding to/acknowledging each individual birthday greeting has become the common practice. &amp;nbsp;Although I appreciate the sentiment, I must wonder - is this really necessary? &amp;nbsp;I wasn&#39;t thinking too much about the facebook birthday greeting I extended. &amp;nbsp;It wasn&#39;t a $200 wedding gift. &amp;nbsp;A mere 30 seconds after it happened, I forgot about it. &amp;nbsp;I wasn&#39;t worried that it got lost in the mail or that it, in some way, wasn&#39;t received. &lt;br /&gt;
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Some people choose to &#39;like&#39; the greeting. &amp;nbsp;Some comment &#39;thank you&#39;. &amp;nbsp;Some do both. &amp;nbsp;Some comment &#39;thank you, Jaime&#39; and tag me in the thank you note. &amp;nbsp;Notifications up the wazoo. &amp;nbsp;Too much. &amp;nbsp;Tooooo much.&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s not that I have a problem with people being polite and going the extra mile to show something was appreciated, it&#39;s just that, well, as an avid facebook poster like myself, when I see I got a notification or two, I can&#39;t help but feel a little bit of a letdown when I see that it&#39;s my high school chem lab partner liked my birthday greeting.&lt;br /&gt;
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What are your thoughts on responding to facebook birthday greetings? &amp;nbsp;Do you do one mass response? An individual one for each? &amp;nbsp;Has anyone out there been offended that his/her &#39;hbd&#39; was not individually acknowledged? &amp;nbsp;Anyone touched that someone really went the extra mile to Like/Comment &quot;Thank you so much (your name tagged here) for telling me happy birthday - really appreciate it!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://jaime-jtrain.blogspot.com/2013/08/responding-to-facebook-birthday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaime)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7080133416826245120.post-769281863714318445</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jul 2013 04:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-28T23:44:43.788-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dating and Relationships</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Men and Women</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">OKCupid</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Online Dating</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Internet</category><title>Bickering on the Internet</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
So as all my readers know - I occasionally do some online dating. &amp;nbsp;As I might have mentioned at one point or another - in my &#39;OKCupid&#39; profile, I have a line about only contacting me if you can form a coherent sentence. &amp;nbsp;I can tell you, it might be pointless for me to have this request in my profile, because it clearly is not granted. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve gotten feedback from a couple guys who have said a lot of women have a similar line in their profiles.&lt;br /&gt;
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A little bit ago, I got this message.&lt;br /&gt;
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Disclaimer: &amp;nbsp;It appears this user has deactivated his profile, so I don&#39;t have to blur all out his picture/user name. &amp;nbsp;Not that I would have done that, necessarily. &amp;nbsp;I probably would have completely and totally disrespected his privacy. &amp;nbsp;Whatevs. &amp;nbsp;Lucky for him.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was tempted to respond with one of the above, but I didn&#39;t. &amp;nbsp;I can&#39;t help but wonder.... &amp;nbsp;He clearly is put off. &amp;nbsp;Is he looking for a response? &amp;nbsp;Clearly, he must be.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Is this his way of flirting? &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m assuming that&#39;s a negative.&amp;nbsp; However, we&#39;re on a dating network - the reason for contacting someone should, in theory, be with the purpose of starting something that could lead toward dating. So then, what, praytell, is the point? &amp;nbsp;If he saw my profile and felt annoyed by something I wrote in it, why not just ignore it and move on to the next?&lt;/div&gt;
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This brings me to the next question - why are there so many people out there who seem to enjoy starting fights with strangers on the internet? &amp;nbsp;I see it all the time in the comments sections on any articles. &amp;nbsp;Or, on random statuses on Facebook. &amp;nbsp;In fact, I sometimes see it on this blog! &amp;nbsp;Is it that they&#39;re sad and lonely and just looking for some kind of interaction with some emotion behind it? &amp;nbsp;Or is it just natural instinct for some to bicker and it&#39;s now been moved to the internet, since that&#39;s where communication takes place these days? &amp;nbsp;Do you enjoy a spirited debate online? &amp;nbsp;Your thoughts?&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://jaime-jtrain.blogspot.com/2013/07/bickering-on-internet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaime)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5-yrbGG51GJcGbA4ADemZOfcr21SsbG3zNJCuLC28LTkRcJ5kDJYYWrG0brdzzO9FG4b1ujLS-A4sQTg0ORFkbt-2mfeDKhxrOYFS2yByyo-1-qKSo4wG2NIawJbPoNAKhu3Nqs6nm_0/s72-c/okcmean.PNG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7080133416826245120.post-2297114359046209367</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Jul 2013 05:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-15T00:06:44.112-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Babies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Children</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dating and Relationships</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Friends</category><title>The Children Conundrum </title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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So one of my good friends recently had an adorable baby boy. &amp;nbsp;I love him already. &amp;nbsp;Growing up, said good friend would often refer to her &#39;aunts&#39; and &#39;cousins&#39; who really happened to be close family friends of her mom who, for that reason, had been a part of her life growing up. &amp;nbsp;My other friends and I always thought this was funny - we just didn&#39;t see it that way. &amp;nbsp;However, I&#39;m happy she does, because now this means her adorable son Nathan is my nephew. &lt;br /&gt;
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This brings me to a bit of a quandary.... &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m 30 years old; several of my good friends are pregnant right now; some others already have kids. &amp;nbsp;There are those who definitely want kids, but are still looking for Mr. Right. &amp;nbsp;Then there are those who know they definitely don&#39;t want kids.&lt;br /&gt;
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And then there&#39;s me. &amp;nbsp;I fall into a big gray area. &amp;nbsp;I still don&#39;t know if I want them or not. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m 30 years old. &amp;nbsp;Should I know at this point? &amp;nbsp;I remember, when a friend of mine and I were looking through men&#39;s profiles on match.com, she mentioned if men were of a certain age and were &quot;not sure&quot; if they wanted kids, it was a red flag. &lt;br /&gt;
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This begs an important question - at what point in one&#39;s life should one know if he or she wants children? &amp;nbsp;At what point does one need to figure it out? &amp;nbsp;A small part of me feels like if my goal was having kids, my focus and some of my choices would be different right now. &amp;nbsp;Should I know if I want kids by now? &amp;nbsp;If it hasn&#39;t hit me yet, is it never going to hit me? &amp;nbsp;Or, as I slightly worry, is it going to hit me one day when it&#39;ll be too late? &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve heard about a lot of women in my age range freezing their eggs based on this exact fear. &amp;nbsp;Your thoughts?&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://jaime-jtrain.blogspot.com/2013/07/the-children-conundrum.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaime)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqB7guOdyY3V18UAGFMO10a1TrD8Y745xxLzA0jDrT6DoUq65MJQzKdWkXLDOdWyTB7qLJ6eo8wXWQeE9J54e1_5ffgJnBacT6h6SZOHLQAc5MVTVQaXxMc2uVQkNPqFbrVqRbMTojS18/s72-c/nathan.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7080133416826245120.post-2936239075109721933</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Jul 2013 05:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-02T00:50:40.944-05:00</atom:updated><title>Polka Dot....</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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Lately I&#39;ve been obsessed with polka dots - not sure why. &amp;nbsp;Anyhow, I couldn&#39;t pass these up. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m not sure what I&#39;m going to wear them with, but needless to say, I purchased them anyway. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://jaime-jtrain.blogspot.com/2013/07/polka-dot.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaime)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0-DgQ9MZoE2QMESLyTDFgwqyavR91mYsGrdOpPRf9rf2bzckTrYHxDBdzjWDghq7hYNvHgFBv1NkcWJ3Fkt69t5kkZZD5HxvMm8upzml73VX_28c3hVPgvNvTs__m3SZMwpjUgcCrEYE/s72-c/polkadotshoes.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7080133416826245120.post-302716296381055029</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Jul 2013 05:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-02T00:46:54.140-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chase Corporate Challenge</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Goals</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Races</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Running</category><title>So I Ran A Race....</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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Let me backtrack. &amp;nbsp;So my company signed up for the Chase Corporate Challenge, which is a 3.5 mile race. &amp;nbsp;Of course, we were all encouraged, but not obligated, to participate. &amp;nbsp;I could have easily said no. &amp;nbsp;But so many others were doing it, including friends of mine who work for other companies. &amp;nbsp;Ah, peer pressure. &lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow. &amp;nbsp;On one hand, I like to think I&#39;m in pretty decent shape and live an active lifestyle, but something about being good at running has always eluded me. &amp;nbsp;Now, granted, for this race, all that was required was participating, but a small part of me secretly wanted to do well. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m not sure why. &amp;nbsp;I was convinced, in my mind, with a little discipline &amp;amp; consistentcy, I could do decently. &lt;br /&gt;
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So, in short - I made a point of running at least twice a week - somewhere between 2-5 miles. &amp;nbsp;I didn&#39;t really concentrate on speed at all; I just tried my best to run the entire time. &amp;nbsp;The first couple runs were rough; after that, I quickly got in a habit and was able to get on a pace and stay on it comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;
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Come race day, I achieved my goal. &amp;nbsp;I finished the 3.5 miles in 34:48, with a pace of 9:57/mile. &amp;nbsp;I finished in the middle of the pack of my coworkers (and, most likely, somewhere around the middle amongst all the participants). &amp;nbsp;Most importantly, I ran the entire time and felt good (not close to death) at the end of it. &lt;br /&gt;
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What I took away from this (in lieu of some cheesy comment along the lines of &#39;you can do anything you put your mind to&#39;) - it felt good to be working towards a goal. &amp;nbsp;Now, don&#39;t get me wrong, I have plenty of things in my life that are a challenge for me (my job, dance class, maintaining this blog, etc.) however, sometimes it feels really good to be working towards one specific goal (and then accomplishing it). &amp;nbsp;I think, in adulthood, after we&#39;re out of school, it&#39;s easy to get caught up in the day-to-day and not be working towards &#39;something&#39; specifically. &lt;br /&gt;
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I think I will write some goals for myself. &amp;nbsp;How about you, readers? &amp;nbsp;Do you have specific goals you are working toward?&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://jaime-jtrain.blogspot.com/2013/07/so-i-ran-race.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaime)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7080133416826245120.post-2347341504027083182</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Jun 2013 06:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-06-10T01:39:54.235-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Friendship</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hallmark Holiday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Snoopy</category><title>National Best Friend Day</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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Apparently, recently, it was national best friend day.&lt;br /&gt;
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Instead of making some sweet, sentimental comment about friendship, how great my friends are (they are!), or how much they mean to me (they do!) - let me ask this: &amp;nbsp;what&#39;s with the emergence of all these randomass holidays? &amp;nbsp;Is the marketing team at Hallmark working overtime? &amp;nbsp;Are there more Leslie Knopes out there than we realized? &lt;br /&gt;
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Does anyone actually observe these holidays? &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m not talking observe in a cheesy-facebook-post-style celebration - I&#39;m talking buys cards/flowers/gifts etc. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m secretly hoping not. &amp;nbsp;Let&#39;s not be suckers, fellow consumers. &amp;nbsp;Unless, of course, anyone wants to shower me with some presents. &amp;nbsp;That&#39;s a whole &#39;nother story, dear FRIENDS, especially on a day like this. &amp;nbsp;Nudge nudge. &amp;nbsp;Wink wink.&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://jaime-jtrain.blogspot.com/2013/06/national-best-friend-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaime)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7GJ8NPoUTHg2QFKzpbx_KgESEI3DTxlTi_xMS-wrnFpOfeGgAF2mz5TFM6D6hXL-F-NtdmtEagTp0a9SNnhewRs_2lkXPb1WahTBaU7uHoeLypBR1Bv-ARU5ej3PPTna62HfZg093Gx8/s72-c/snoopyfriend.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7080133416826245120.post-5185717777141096179</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Jun 2013 06:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-06-10T01:24:28.065-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Book Club</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Books</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Getting to Know Jaime a Little Bit Better</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Readers are Leaders</category><title>Readers Are Leaders?</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
The other day, I came to a sad, scary realization. &lt;br /&gt;
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I don&#39;t read much any more. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m not sure when, exactly, this happened. &amp;nbsp;Back when I was a child, I loved to read. &amp;nbsp;At one point, I read around a book a day (granted, junior high reading level books, but still). &amp;nbsp;I think it might have initially dropped off back in high school, or maybe college (because I had a lot of required reading then, so I wouldn&#39;t pick up a book for fun, because I would think of what I should be reading instead).&lt;br /&gt;
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However, in the early days of adulthood, I picked it back up a little, where I probably got in one book a month. &amp;nbsp;I used to read pretty regularly on the train at one point. &amp;nbsp;However, as of lately, I&#39;ve been (shamefully) playing on my smartphone and working from home a lot, so my train reading time has been cut down. &amp;nbsp;Right now I&#39;d pull out the excuse of &#39;I&#39;ve been so busy&#39;, but a) I really hate it when people say that, b) ultimately, we always make time for our priorities, and c) in spite of my busyness, there&#39;s probably plenty of random crap I waste my time on.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, as I sat down with a good magazine about a week ago, I came to another scary realization. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m out of &#39;reading shape&#39;. &amp;nbsp;Now, don&#39;t get me wrong - it&#39;s not as if I COULDN&#39;T read, it&#39;s that I had trouble getting into it, my mind quickly wandered, etc. &amp;nbsp;I figured this was kind of like running - people who do it regularly enjoy it, but people who do not struggle with it because they&#39;re not conditioned for it, if you will. &amp;nbsp;This could partially be why, when I have downtime, I don&#39;t typically reach for a book or magazine.&lt;br /&gt;
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I could throw in the towel here and accept being a non-reader, but a) I have a lot of good books left on my shelf that need to be read and b) I don&#39;t like that idea. &amp;nbsp;So, I&#39;m making a conscious effort to get back into reading. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve made a goal to read for half an hour every day. &amp;nbsp;The first couple times were a little awkward (like the first couple training runs I went on), but I think I&#39;ve found my groove and I&#39;m generally enjoying it once again. &amp;nbsp;This makes me think of the potential comparison of how, over time, we can fall out of love with things for which we once cared deeply. &amp;nbsp;Reading and I have, metaphorically speaking, grown apart. &amp;nbsp;However, I&#39;m honestly surprised at how quickly my love for it is coming back.&lt;br /&gt;
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Does anyone else out there notice he or she has &#39;grown apart&#39; from reading (especially with the presence of things like smartphones/ipads/facebook/etc.)? &amp;nbsp;Is anyone else perturbed and trying to make a conscious effort to &#39;get it back&#39;?&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://jaime-jtrain.blogspot.com/2013/06/readers-are-leaders.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaime)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7080133416826245120.post-189441125981753756</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 03:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-05-21T22:56:06.013-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Advice</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Coffee Meets Bagel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dating and Relationships</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Online Dating</category><title>That One Friend</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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This is so totally me. &amp;nbsp;Blush. &amp;nbsp;The horror.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;d like to echo the sentiment of someone who commented in the thread - I don&#39;t know how a relationship status whether one could give good advice or not.&lt;br /&gt;
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That&#39;s my story and I&#39;m sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://jaime-jtrain.blogspot.com/2013/05/that-one-friend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaime)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn19No2YDzPZLuyEngK4SCbv-gWfrMuXZrdwI5HwdJj32OZl_w2PVpSSOd5bmIja4kmd2Zu-AQyP98-1L1Vix2t8rRn8bs7qW157_CtzbaeLzQguvCa5XuPDuV2YXtEBAVua-ehR0I554/s72-c/coffeemeetsbagel.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7080133416826245120.post-9210682759719511374</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 05:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-05-21T00:25:13.581-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cooking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Facebook</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Food</category><title>Whatcha Eatin?</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
I&#39;m posting this because it&#39;s hilarious, even though I&#39;m one of the biggest offenders:&lt;br /&gt;
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Why have we started doing this? &amp;nbsp;Is this like when someone posts on facebook &#39;omg, I love my bf soooo much&#39; - like they&#39;re trying to prove a point? &amp;nbsp;What point are we trying to make? &amp;nbsp;That we&#39;re well-fed? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://jaime-jtrain.blogspot.com/2013/05/whatcha-eatin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaime)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEpEmc6wr3FMqE2gZyfTYmYKl1QhYwwwf-lYucjERc21GuYccgIHsivuK3uD5eAFvDJoDLQXqbxW5UQ9eDgfXsm5vgEypmIBKbejaPD1wnSFIoEJzfhC0bkIl0NdT5p4rGOm0Fw5PDxXU/s72-c/goodole.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7080133416826245120.post-6591295193822387954</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 05:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-05-21T00:21:30.449-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dresses</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Little Red Dress Boutique</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Shopping</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Shopping Online</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Slips</category><title>A Slip of the Lip....</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
Recently, I bought a cute dress online at a little store I&#39;ve discovered called&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.reddressboutique.com/&quot;&gt;the little red dress boutique&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve found that shopping online for clothing can be difficult for two reasons: a) things don&#39;t always fit as cute as they look like they will, and a cute fit is half the value and b) sometimes, no matter how accurately the store tries to portray its clothing, things don&#39;t always look exactly as one would expect.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow. &amp;nbsp;I took a risk and bought the green dress. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve had positive experiences with this store and its quality/customer service in the past, and the price was pretty good. &amp;nbsp;I was only slightly worried about the issues I mentioned above.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, I received said dress. &amp;nbsp;It looked great when I pulled it out of the box. &amp;nbsp;However, I immediately noticed a problem.... &amp;nbsp;It is virtually see-through. &amp;nbsp;In the dress/store&#39;s defense, it was advertised as &#39;unlined&#39;. &amp;nbsp;However, I didn&#39;t realize it would be this riske. &lt;br /&gt;
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I was then faced at a crossroads. &amp;nbsp;What do I do? &amp;nbsp;Do I return it? &amp;nbsp;I feel returns can be difficult with online orders (unless you&#39;re dealing with zappos) - although I don&#39;t know red dress&#39;s return policy offhand, I know often times you lose something (shipping, return shipping, etc.). &amp;nbsp;That and I HATE making returns. &amp;nbsp;I am not sure why. &amp;nbsp;But I really really do. &amp;nbsp;I may have simply reached capacity on returns during my childhood (thanks Mom). &lt;br /&gt;
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I started digging in my underwear drawer, looking for the perfect nude pair. &amp;nbsp;I stumbled upon something I hadn&#39;t seen in a very long time and didn&#39;t know I still had. &amp;nbsp;Ladies and gentlemen, drumroll please....&lt;br /&gt;
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A slip.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, a slip. &amp;nbsp;Do they still make slips? &amp;nbsp;I know this slip was (eeeek) at least 10 years old, dating back to my college sorority days when I had to buy a white dress for initiation. &amp;nbsp;Have slips gone out like pantyhose? &amp;nbsp;I might be inclined to believe so.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow - I tried it on underneath the dress. Viola! &amp;nbsp;Perfect. &amp;nbsp;The dress looked great, the slip was completely unnoticeable, I just felt like I was harboring a dirty secret (better or worse than spanx? &amp;nbsp;don&#39;t answer that).&lt;br /&gt;
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Is it still acceptable to wear a slip? &amp;nbsp;Is it acceptable for anyone under the age of 65 to wear a slip? &amp;nbsp;How do my other girls out there handle it when a dress is sheer? &lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://jaime-jtrain.blogspot.com/2013/05/a-slip-of-lip.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaime)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7080133416826245120.post-386485279349330262</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Apr 2013 04:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-28T23:48:08.806-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Abercrombie Fitch</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Clothing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fashion</category><title>Skirt or Belt?</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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I, very officially, feel like an old person on this one. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m one step away from yelling at kids to stay off my lawn and turn the music down.&lt;/div&gt;
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That being said - I was shopping this weekend. &amp;nbsp;I went into Abercrombie (yes, I know). &amp;nbsp;I was curious what they carry these days. &amp;nbsp;I saw the above. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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It&#39;s a skirt. &amp;nbsp;I, too, was a little confused. &amp;nbsp;Now, I&#39;m not necessarily all about dressing modestly. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m not bothered by teenage girls in half-tops or short shorts. &amp;nbsp;However, this, in my mind, is a step across the line. &amp;nbsp;And, if the person wearing this isn&#39;t a teenager - well that&#39;s even worse! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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But serious now. &amp;nbsp;How does one wear this? &amp;nbsp; How does one, ahem, bend over (even slightly)? &amp;nbsp;It literally looks like a belt?&lt;/div&gt;
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I&#39;d like to think fashion wasn&#39;t so bad when I was younger. &amp;nbsp;And I&#39;d also think that, when I was younger, I would have had the good judgment not to buy this or try to wear it. &amp;nbsp;I really really hope so. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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P.S. &amp;nbsp;Comment on the &#39;30% off&#39; irony.&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://jaime-jtrain.blogspot.com/2013/04/skirt-or-belt.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaime)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKnTqsi4G6Ut7fHbynn76ySTubDbu8JClqNCBlSnJuVUJg6kZmIeX7Gqn2X_aQwQXLm6R6DIBgfiuss88X128IiPnWnzaCdjJ4oW5k5anvHRLKGjjwQLOokGLQjpJUGaLE9XlTHwFqGGc/s72-c/afskirt.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7080133416826245120.post-4757191508622909186</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Apr 2013 04:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-28T23:30:18.212-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dating and Relationships</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Glamour Magazine</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Men and Women</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">OKCupid</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Online Dating</category><title>A Pre-Date Googling, Part 1</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
So I read &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.glamour.com/sex-love-life/2013/03/why-you-should-stop-googling-your-dates&quot;&gt;this very interesting article&lt;/a&gt; in April&#39;s Glamour magazine about the dangers of pre-date googling. &lt;br /&gt;
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It probably won&#39;t surprise my readers to learn that I&#39;m a pretty big offender on this front. &amp;nbsp;Knowing myself, this probably isn&#39;t going to stop me. &lt;br /&gt;
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Basically, this article stated that it takes out the organic element of getting to know a person. &amp;nbsp;We make too many assumptions based on what we find online. &amp;nbsp;One of the points they brought up is we might find &#39;deal breakers&#39; online that we would normally excuse in real life because either there might be some &amp;nbsp;additional explanation, or the real-life chemistry might be so strong that this becomes irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;
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However. &amp;nbsp;I, like almost all single people in Chicago, am on a little site called &#39;OKCupid&#39;. &amp;nbsp;For those not familiar, there&#39;s the standard profile portion, plus an unlimited amount of questions one can answer about him/herself on sex, values, religion, etc. &amp;nbsp;One can answer the questions him or herself, then answer what one deems &#39;acceptable answers&#39; from a potential mate, and whether or not one deems this question important. &lt;br /&gt;
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When I filled out said dating site profile, I answered a TON of questions. &amp;nbsp;This, in theory, helps better match me to those similar. &amp;nbsp;Now, let me tell you, for almost every guy I have encountered on said site, I have seen some question that I didn&#39;t like the answer to. &amp;nbsp;Some question that I felt I could cut a guy on. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;(Are you happy with your life? What are your feelings on group sex? &amp;nbsp;Is it ok to date someone already in a relationship, if no one else finds out? &amp;nbsp;How often do you do things out of spite?)&lt;br /&gt;
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However, as I did this, I thought about two important facts. &amp;nbsp; Perhaps I was inferring too much on a guy&#39;s character based on a bad answer (he couldn&#39;t be attracted to someone whose body-type wasn&#39;t right? &amp;nbsp;this must mean he&#39;s superficial, or a workout fiend!). &amp;nbsp;Or, more likely, if I&#39;d met this guy in person, these questions most likely wouldn&#39;t have come up in conversation on the first couple dates, so would I have dated this person anyway? &amp;nbsp;Would I possibly end up in a serious relationship with this person? &amp;nbsp;And more importantly, how many people out there do I think I know that might, in secret, have these weird-ass inappropriate (per my standards) answers to these burning questions?&lt;br /&gt;
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Your thoughts? &amp;nbsp;Do you judge people on what you find out about them online? &amp;nbsp;Does anyone else on OKCupid feel she (or he) could cut practically everyone based on these questions?!&lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://jaime-jtrain.blogspot.com/2013/04/a-pre-date-googling-part-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaime)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7080133416826245120.post-8116242387855932166</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Apr 2013 06:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-09T01:08:12.709-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Advertising and Marketing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Birthday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Scams</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sephora</category><title>Happy Birthday, Now Come Buy Something</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
So, as my readers know, my 30th birthday has come and gone. &amp;nbsp;Eeek. &lt;br /&gt;
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Something I noticed this year (beside the greetings on all forms of social media):&lt;br /&gt;
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It started mid-March. &amp;nbsp;A store I frequent sent me a card - Happy Birthday, Jaime - please enjoy an additional $5 off the next $25 you spend.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then the emails started. &amp;nbsp;Happy birthday - enjoy 10% any item in the next 90 days. &amp;nbsp;Enjoy $10 your next purchase during the month of your birthday. &amp;nbsp;Enjoy 25% off at checkout - enter code &#39;birthdaygirl&#39;. &lt;br /&gt;
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Everyone does a birthday coupon these days. &amp;nbsp;Which is, in theory, genius. &amp;nbsp;Because we all feel like we&#39;re getting a treat. &amp;nbsp;Only, we have to spend money to receive said treat, and it might be money we weren&#39;t planning on spending in the first place. &amp;nbsp;And, is a part of this preying on our vulnerable emotional side? &amp;nbsp;Maybe we&#39;re feeling a little sad, getting older and all, then all of a sudden we get a message from an old &#39;friend&#39; (or store), and suddenly we want to go feel the love? &amp;nbsp;They wished us a happy birthday, it made us feel good for a bit, so maybe it&#39;s ok to go spend a little something on ourselves there. &amp;nbsp;Ok, maybe I&#39;m being cynical here.&lt;br /&gt;
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Have too many places adopted this practice? &amp;nbsp;Is it becoming white noise (i.e. daily deals)? &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s starting to feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;
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Have you all bought yourself a birthday gift with a coupon? &amp;nbsp;No judgment if so. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m curious how successful these efforts are. &amp;nbsp; I prefer Sephora&#39;s free birthday gift. &amp;nbsp;Just sayin&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://jaime-jtrain.blogspot.com/2013/04/happy-birthday-now-come-buy-something.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaime)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7080133416826245120.post-5683539183732316428</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Apr 2013 05:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-09T00:49:18.411-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dating and Relationships</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Men and Women</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">OKCupid</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Online Dating</category><title>Should I Have Opted for A Polite &#39;No Thanks&#39;?</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
Another OKC adventure.&lt;br /&gt;
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A guy starts messaging me. &amp;nbsp;He looks nice from his one pic; his profile is a little empty. &amp;nbsp;His first message is brief, but I decide to give it a chance. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;re talking; it turns out we&#39;re in the same line of work.&lt;br /&gt;
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We start having a nice conversation about that; I then ask him where he likes to hang out. &amp;nbsp;He starts talking about his neighborhood. &amp;nbsp;He made the comment that he&#39;s had some trouble meeting women in his neighborhood. &amp;nbsp;Why so, I ask? &lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;They are all fake and lame.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, something about this didn&#39;t really sit right with me, and I kind of felt like I was at a crossroads in the conversation with him anyway. &amp;nbsp;I wasn&#39;t really sure if we were hitting it off and had much in common besides the same line of work. &amp;nbsp;I didn&#39;t reply.&lt;br /&gt;
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I received another message (which I found odd, seeing I hadn&#39;t replied yet).&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Would you like to go out sometime?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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I suppose I could have written back a polite &#39;no thanks&#39;. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m bad about that with online dating.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then another message:&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Happy Easter.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;I know you&#39;re busy and all, but I find it hard to believe it could take you that long to type a couple words.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;You can&#39;t answer a simple question?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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At this point, I have blocked him. &amp;nbsp;And I feel confident I have made the right decision. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m curious if he&#39;s tried to message me again and received some kind of notification that he&#39;s blocked. &amp;nbsp;And I fear the day I randomly run into him at an industry function.&lt;/div&gt;
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And here, I thought Joey Tribbiani wanted to see what I was up to....&lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://jaime-jtrain.blogspot.com/2013/03/a-cruel-tease.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaime)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_cC443jPJJJ_1-kLqgrBERiLnCWCnxPhbBmMd6j-JynDhVIBNq2WCTxXQ0QfRkBAyc2YHcXc1j_qHyRVeWhXfocIjbgBEOOQoJIAddC2cd5KmWbS1livFwh5GObU7ZrFgsDv78bef5vI/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2013-03-12+at+10.53.12+PM.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7080133416826245120.post-4161480906656909409</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Mar 2013 05:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-06T23:08:04.459-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dating and Relationships</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Men and Women</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Online Dating</category><title>Save the Rainforests?</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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I just got the following message on a dating website:&lt;br /&gt;
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Your face would save the rainforest.&lt;br /&gt;
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What does that even mean? &amp;nbsp;I assume it&#39;s a compliment, but I&#39;m not 100% sure. &amp;nbsp;My face would inspire people to make more environmentally sound decisions? &lt;br /&gt;
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Or, is it maybe an insult, but maybe I&#39;m just some stupid self-centered girl who&#39;ll assume it&#39;s a compliment and say &#39;thanks!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
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Although he doesn&#39;t look like the kind of guy I&#39;d be interested in, or seem to have much in common with me, I kind of wanted to reply, just saying &#39;what does this even mean?&#39;, but I was advised by a good friend that &#39;this is his trap.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
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Your thoughts? &amp;nbsp;Anyone else receive a really strange compliment? &amp;nbsp;Anyone know what this means?&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://jaime-jtrain.blogspot.com/2013/03/save-rainforests.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jaime)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ-safolHYVSQU7bLg27x1PkYVT5ZN-_WBFacCRNwuic_rhoNY0gDHdEs_vUaTLZbP5pt4pic0NhIaK1YxtFZ7rBcxGX9tDFcUywIotaqtiWgHt4MpylebJt40w_w0qj4cWDeQFd3-Syo/s72-c/bemine.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7080133416826245120.post-8619134286588278576</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2013 05:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-27T23:55:13.306-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Full House</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">San Francisco</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><title>A Tourist&#39;s Guide to the Full House House</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
Recently, I went to San Francisco for work. &amp;nbsp;I had been there back last September. &amp;nbsp;And I missed the opportunity to do something very important - to see the Full House house.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok, for those, like me, who are Full House aficionados, if you will.... Here&#39;s a quick guide to &#39;the Full House house&#39; for those who might be visiting San Francisco. &lt;br /&gt;
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Generally speaking - there are three options:&lt;br /&gt;
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1) &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;&quot;&gt;1882 Girard Street - this is, allegedy, the address the Tanner&#39;s said they lived at. &amp;nbsp;Source unknown. &amp;nbsp;However, to my knowledge, there isn&#39;t much there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;&quot;&gt;2) &amp;nbsp;1709 Broderick Street - this the well-known white house with the red door, seen below. &amp;nbsp;To my knowledge, from some brief online searches - this is a private residence. &amp;nbsp;Someone bought it; someone attempts to live there in peace (with occasional full house enthusiasts coming by knocking). &amp;nbsp;If you look on Google maps - this address is noted as &#39;the full house house&#39;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;goog_192562554&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;goog_192562555&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3) &amp;nbsp;The Painted Ladies in Alamo Square - this is, IMO, what you really want to see. &amp;nbsp;Aside from being famous historical architecture (or something like that), and, generally pretty - these babies are from the opening scenes where the Tanners have a picnic and play kickball. &amp;nbsp;They are also accompanied by a nice little park across the street from them (Alamo Square) where you can sit, chat, and enjoy the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;&quot;&gt;So in short, for Full House enthusiasts, those are your three choices (that I know of), along with my recommendation. &amp;nbsp;Anyone else know of anywhere else Full House significant out in San Francisco? &amp;nbsp;You got it, dude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So, I am knocking on the door of 30. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now, last year, I made an executive decision to not make a big deal of my birthday. &amp;nbsp;I had a nice dinner with two girlfriends, but otherwise, there was no major celebration. &lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow. &amp;nbsp;This year I&#39;m going to do something big. &amp;nbsp;I want it to be casual and comfortable. &amp;nbsp;I want it to be easy for people to come and go as they please. &amp;nbsp;I want it to be inexpensive and chill. &amp;nbsp;I can&#39;t quite have people over, because my apartment is too small. &amp;nbsp;So I&#39;m thinking of doing a local bar or restaurant. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Any suggestions? &amp;nbsp;What did you all do for your 30th? &amp;nbsp;Are there any cheap yet-still-decent bar rentals in Chicago? &amp;nbsp;What do you think I should do?&lt;br /&gt;
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Stolen from the Freelance Writing Jobs Facebook page. &amp;nbsp;Yes it does. &amp;nbsp;Yes. &amp;nbsp;It does.&lt;/div&gt;
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Go out and.....&lt;br /&gt;
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The other day, a good friend of mine and I were out to dinner, talking about a mutual acquaintance, who happens to have deactivated her facebook account a while ago. &amp;nbsp;My friend (the one that I was dining with) said she contacted said other friend to tell her about something she&#39;d posted on facebook, because she didn&#39;t want her to be &#39;out of the loop&#39; if you will.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Oh, I already saw that. &amp;nbsp;Yeah, I log onto (enter other mutual friend&#39;s name) facebook all the time.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Well then. &amp;nbsp;Let me tell you, said friend initially deactivated facebook because &#39;she was sick of it&#39;, not because of a work/life privacy issue.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have heard this before out of some other people - I know of more than one instance of someone quitting facebook out of &#39;hating facebook&#39;, then logging on under someone else&#39;s account. &lt;br /&gt;
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Dear people who do this - you realize you are simply the people who throw out the cookies cause you&#39;re on a diet, then dig through the trash and eat them anyway? &amp;nbsp;I just wanted to make that clear. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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