<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:10:26.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'>jess, in a nutshell</title><subtitle type='html'>dancing to the radio station that plays in our teeth...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107807734067287055</id><published>2004-02-29T12:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T12:58:09.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm moving to livejournal for awhile...it may or may not be permanent.  come see me!http://www.livejournal.com/users/enid37/rok:  (nothing but) flowers- guster</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107807734067287055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107807734067287055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107807734067287055' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107758549255641335</id><published>2004-02-23T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T08:46:10.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>roadtrippingirly: another "seriously what the fuck" moment-- i had a naughty dream about charlie sheen roadtrippingirly: i don't htink i've ever even seen a charlie sheen movie.Enid37: HA!Enid37: maybe you got him confused with emilioooooooooo!roadtrippingirly: heeEnid37: dude, charlie sheen's not even hot!roadtrippingirly: i gotta look him upEnid37: hahahaharoadtrippingirly: maybe i am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107758549255641335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107758549255641335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107758549255641335' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107758038284722986</id><published>2004-02-23T18:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T18:55:02.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are "Ghost" You are very chill,relaxed and shy. You enjoy just hanging outwith friends. You have a crush but youre tooembarrassed to tell them What Howie Day Song are you? brought to you by Quizillarok:  new deep- mayer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107758038284722986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107758038284722986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107758038284722986' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107750549105117547</id><published>2004-02-22T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T22:06:50.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cosmo's kama sutra match and moan game.this is highly entertaining.rok:  the news.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107750549105117547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107750549105117547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107750549105117547' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107742220145102038</id><published>2004-02-21T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T22:58:39.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we're going to see ben folds in ann arbor! :-)  april 3, hill auditorium.  you should get tickets before they're all gone.ooh, and my new stephen kellogg cd came today.  it's hot.rok:  whatever's on nick at nite.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107742220145102038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107742220145102038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107742220145102038' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107725220331472745</id><published>2004-02-19T23:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T23:45:19.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mandy found the best shel silverstein poem ever.  this is even better than sarah cynthia sylvia stout who would not take the garbage out.headphone haroldheadphone harold wore his headphones through the night and through the day.he said, "i'd rather hear my music than the dumb things people say."in the city's honkin' traffic,he heard trumpets 'stead of trucks.down the quiet country back</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107725220331472745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107725220331472745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107725220331472745' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107714090063857678</id><published>2004-02-18T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T16:50:15.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i had the follwing e-mail in my inbox when i got back from lunch today:I am reviewing the programs of some members of the Honors College who applied for spring or summer semester 2004 graduation, and wanted to inform you that as things stand at this time you will meet all the requirements for graduation as a member of the Honors College.This information refers only to the Honors </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107714090063857678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107714090063857678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107714090063857678' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107708019196788844</id><published>2004-02-17T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T23:58:25.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>roadtrippingirly: uh dude-- you're not on classmates.comEnid37: oh, okay.Enid37: maybe i never signed uproadtrippingirly: i'm not a paying member, but my name's on the thingroadtrippingirly: uh, fuckin' twice.roadtrippingirly: as is roy orbison. roadtrippingirly: i love pinckney.rok:  nada.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107708019196788844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107708019196788844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107708019196788844' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107706873133327737</id><published>2004-02-17T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T20:47:26.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i finally listened to all the talk and checked out breaking laces.  you should do the same.rok:  going away- breaking laces</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107706873133327737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107706873133327737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107706873133327737' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107706448421372085</id><published>2004-02-17T19:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T19:36:38.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my recent bout of apathy is going to get me into trouble.rok:  i don't get it anymore- bnl</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107706448421372085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107706448421372085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107706448421372085' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107687921210183240</id><published>2004-02-15T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T16:08:44.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bnl pictures for you!warning:  don't look if you don't want to be spoiled for future shows.grand rapids:ed is a badass.kevin's pinch me soloshopping choreographyeast lansing:jim on vocalssteve during celebrityshopping!ed shoppingmaybe it would be cool if we rocked it old schoolmore old schoolrok:  hold me- nathanson</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107687921210183240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107687921210183240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107687921210183240' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107682229242231040</id><published>2004-02-15T00:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T00:20:04.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>night one:  van andel arena.  grand rapids, mich.we rolled into grand rapids shortly before 6:00, and called kim to let her know we were there.  we picked up our tickets (third row ed side), met kim, and headed over to friday's for dinner.  after a long wait and very mediocre service, we finally got our burgers.  i was *starving* since i hadn't eaten all day, but i could only finish half of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107682229242231040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107682229242231040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107682229242231040' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107664993033292862</id><published>2004-02-13T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T00:27:19.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>more later, but for now:tonight's show was way better than last night's.  inline, bowline and the best war on drugs i've heard.  i got goosebumps.rok:  the nanny reruns</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107664993033292862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107664993033292862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107664993033292862' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107645995639427453</id><published>2004-02-10T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T19:41:03.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Enid37: jesus h. christ...if i hear that goddamn nickelback song one more time, i'm gonna fucking screamroadtrippingirly: hahahahhahhroadtrippingirly: the one about how the hell'd we wind up like this blah blah blah blah blah.. this sounds the same as all of our songs, how did we get a record deal?rok:  taylor- jack johnson.  ha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107645995639427453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107645995639427453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107645995639427453' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107642237528461912</id><published>2004-02-10T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T15:30:15.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've been listening to the radio lately in an attempt to qualify to win bnl soundcheck passes.  i have determined that the following bands/artists need to go the hell away:three doors downmichelle branchgavin degrawcreed/nickelback/puddle of mudd, etc.sarah mclachlantraini enjoy the following songs, but they are in danger of being overplayed:this love- maroon 5  (actually, no, i take </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107642237528461912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107642237528461912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107642237528461912' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107636752953415346</id><published>2004-02-09T17:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T18:00:35.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>does anyone want to see ben kweller with me?rok- why can't i?- liz phair</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107636752953415346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107636752953415346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107636752953415346' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107586176360339915</id><published>2004-02-03T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T21:31:03.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>stephen kellogg's redesign is also hot.rok:  commercials</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107586176360339915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107586176360339915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107586176360339915' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107586157637234259</id><published>2004-02-03T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T21:27:56.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Name: jessica charleneNickname: jessBirthday: 05.25.81Birthplace: dearborn=Now=Current mood: amusedCurrent music: some chump on american idol.  yes, american idol.  shut up.Current taste: i'm going to have a klondike bar in a minuteCurrent hair: short as hell and spikyCurrent clothes: t-shirt and purple pajama pantsCurrent annoyance: icy sidewalksCurrent smell: kfcCurrent thing I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107586157637234259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107586157637234259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107586157637234259' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107573183386044776</id><published>2004-02-02T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T09:25:32.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nathanson's new website is so hot.rok:  the first cut is the deepest- sheryl crow (i'm so sick of this song, i could scream)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107573183386044776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107573183386044776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107573183386044776' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107569795095892158</id><published>2004-02-01T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T00:00:48.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>for anyone keeping score:resumes sent:  13interviews/calls:  0rejections:  1rok:  mr. wilmington- lucky boys confusion</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107569795095892158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107569795095892158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107569795095892158' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107568504855820394</id><published>2004-02-01T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T20:25:46.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sorry about the lack of updates lately.  there's not much to say...i'm tired of school and i'm ready to move on.  the end is in sight and i'm sick of waiting.  i want to go somewhere that isn't michigan for awhile.  at the same time, though, i'm feeling really nostalgic about a lot of things and i'm sort of afraid to move on.  for the most part, though, i'm ready to put undergrad behind me.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107568504855820394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107568504855820394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107568504855820394' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107526404121161876</id><published>2004-01-27T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T23:28:54.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tetris is sex.rok:  the daily show.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107526404121161876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107526404121161876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107526404121161876' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107526076365466611</id><published>2004-01-27T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T07:21:18.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>roadtrippingirly: reasons number 9098 and 9099 why i love jess:9098:there once was a boy named mikeyaut saw him and said "me likey"he always smoked grassand never paid for gasso auttie said "boy take a hikey"9099:at meijer a boy sold gashe was quite a hot piece of assthe boy wasn't dumb so aut had to get somei'm sorry, was that crass?(i'm reading an old journal)hee.  auttie </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107526076365466611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107526076365466611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107526076365466611' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107491574676748910</id><published>2004-01-23T22:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T07:46:53.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>junkulitus: dudejunkulitus: did i send you bible adventuresjunkulitus: this game is hilarious you throw baby moses all overjunkulitus: its fucked up you gotta try itEnid37: wait, baby moses?  i thought moses was an old man?junkulitus: no dudejunkulitus: they rock it old testement styleEnid37: send that shit.junkulitus: get ready to expirence a game like no otherEnid37: okay, hang on...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107491574676748910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107491574676748910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107491574676748910' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107473990226919630</id><published>2004-01-21T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T21:53:10.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in photo one, a flower...here are a few of the pictures from the nathanson show.  i don't know why they're so grainy, but you get the idea.ingram hillmatt wailingnathason and fish get their rock onmatt's falsetto during laidrockstars!me, matt, and emilyrok:  full house on nick at nite</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107473990226919630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107473990226919630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107473990226919630' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107465656604066029</id><published>2004-01-20T22:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T22:44:12.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Enid37: jesus, bush is a self-righteous bastard.lstplka: um, duh?lstplka: :-)Enid37: well, yeah.  but i'm watching the state of the union.lstplka: yeah, unfortunately i'm not near a tv. damn... :-)Enid37: i'm waiting for the section on gay marriagelstplka: oh geezlstplka: speaking of closets, does your family know yet that you're turning democrat on them? :-)Enid37: HAHAHAHAHA.  i &lt;3 you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107465656604066029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107465656604066029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107465656604066029' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107465644982017306</id><published>2004-01-20T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T22:42:15.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so, the matt show.  first of all, shout-outs to kern, sherylin, and all the cool kids we met in line.we *flew* to ann arbor and talked about, among other things, weird dreams, sweater vests, and my undying love for billy joel.  emily and i beat my mom to the restaraunt so we had amaretto sours and three dolla appetizers (yay happy hour!) while we waited.  emily's "irish nachos" were chili </summary><link 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evening.rok:  yes! yes!! yes!!!- bnl</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107457983086409216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107457983086409216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107457983086409216' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107453890819721676</id><published>2004-01-19T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T14:03:13.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what is with this rugrats all grown up show?  i don't think i like it.rok:  nickelodeon</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107453890819721676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107453890819721676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107453890819721676' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107453686498161176</id><published>2004-01-19T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T13:29:09.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>here is an update to kill time while i wait to see if emily ended up getting a ticket for the nathanson show tonight.fun things from the last couple of weeks:-purple shirt at caffe latte-hunting for catch phrase all over lansing-the nintendo emulator my brother sent me for my computer-finding out that blake is in my poli-sci class-finding garbage pail kids at meijernot so fun things </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107453686498161176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107453686498161176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107453686498161176' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107405296111515500</id><published>2004-01-13T23:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T23:04:25.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, this information just flips Hamlet out. He starts walkin’ like this, with spit hangin’ out his mouth. His eyes are all bleary and his tongue looks worse, And he’s talkin’ in couplets and blank fuckin’ verse. --hamlet as told on the street</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107405296111515500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107405296111515500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107405296111515500' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107405199168433246</id><published>2004-01-13T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T22:47:50.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is the best internet time waster ever:  www.playmash.comYou will live in Mansion.You will drive a silver jeep.You will marry matt nathanson and have 0 kids.You will be a merch girl in london.rok:  babe- styx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107405199168433246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107405199168433246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107405199168433246' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107394385403072119</id><published>2004-01-12T16:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T16:45:32.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just found the best website ever: bookjobs.comrok:  fraggle rock theme song</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107394385403072119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107394385403072119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107394385403072119' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107394246452749230</id><published>2004-01-12T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T16:22:22.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>junkulitus: so yeah i need to get my band kickinjunkulitus: the jerk off dicksjunkulitus: we are gonna be like rockabilly meets hardcoreEnid37: dude, that's cool.  dare i ask what you play?junkulitus: i play singingjunkulitus: mikes herejunkulitus: laterEnid37: omg.  okay, laterAuto response from junkulitus: taco hell.....remember jesus and i love yourok:  still war on drugs</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107394246452749230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107394246452749230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107394246452749230' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107394223630859332</id><published>2004-01-12T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T16:18:34.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>junkulitus: im brokejunkulitus: send moneyEnid37: yeah, like i have it.Enid37: lolEnid37: i thought you got a jobjunkulitus: your goin to NYjunkulitus: i dojunkulitus: i start mondayjunkulitus: thats a weekEnid37: and yeah, that's where all my money went...nyjunkulitus: some of my money is goin to taco bell soonjunkulitus: nachos belgrandeEnid37: hahahaha, fucking right.junkulitus: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107394223630859332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107394223630859332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107394223630859332' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107376280814663337</id><published>2004-01-10T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T14:28:04.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>auttie and i are going to nyc!!  and thanks to her dad's holiday inn points, we get to stay in an "executive suite" at the holiday inn on broadway.  the whole thing (flight and hotel) is only going to cost us $300 each!  this is going to rock.rok:  take it outside- bnl</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107376280814663337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107376280814663337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107376280814663337' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107352520022502755</id><published>2004-01-07T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T20:27:53.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>roadtrippingirly: i had this girl come in for her birth certificate, and her dad had *the best* porno name, ever.roadtrippingirly: hardy johnson.rok:  the nanny reruns.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107352520022502755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107352520022502755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107352520022502755' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107327905947779246</id><published>2004-01-05T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T00:05:30.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>random ganked song survey.  answer with lyrics:Name:the only song i can think of with a variation of my name is this:jessie paints a picture about how it's gonna beby now i should know betterher dreams are never freeso tell me all about our little trailer by the seawe can go to mexico, you, the cat and me(jessie- joshua kadison)ps--call me jessie and die.Location: every dollar i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107327905947779246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107327905947779246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107327905947779246' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107327570208621744</id><published>2004-01-04T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T23:09:32.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hope everyone had a fabulous new year.  mine was, as usual, hardly exciting but still good.  on new years eve, i worked until 2:00 (yay for getting out early!) and came home to try to find something to do.  kim was sick, so the GR roadtrip was off.  katie ended up coming over and we rang in the new year with cheesecake, cranberry mikes, dick clark, and south park.  it was a good time.  we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107327570208621744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107327570208621744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107327570208621744' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107327226124141369</id><published>2004-01-04T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T22:12:11.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was so productive today!  i applied for jobs at the following places:university of illinois pressuniversity of washintgon presspearson educational publishinghoughton mifflinw.e. upjohn institute for employment researchi'm stopping now because i'm totally burned out on pimping myself.rok:  landslide- ari hest</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107327226124141369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107327226124141369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107327226124141369' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107324717943916058</id><published>2004-01-04T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T15:14:09.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dammit.  the chicago nathanson/degraw show is sold out.rok:  homecoming king- guster (back to mass-a-CHU-setts!)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107324717943916058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107324717943916058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107324717943916058' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107318016250110703</id><published>2004-01-03T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T20:37:11.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am so going to build a snowman on monday!Tonight: Rain and snow showers this evening tapering to snow showers overnight. Low near 25F. Winds NNW at 5 to 10 mph. Chance of precip 50%. About one inch of snow expected.    Tomorrow: Snow showers and a steadier snow developing late in the day. High around 30F. Winds ENE at 10 to 20 mph. Chance of snow 80%. Snow accumulating 4 to 6 inches.    </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107318016250110703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107318016250110703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107318016250110703' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107317669351742274</id><published>2004-01-03T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T19:39:22.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm seriously considering this nathanson/gavin degraw show in chicago.  it's on the sunday before martin luther king day, so i have nothing going on monday.  hell, it was a longer drive when i saw him in cleveland last fall.  tickets are only $15...if i can find someone to come with and keep me awake on the way home, i'm so doing it.  who wants to roadtrip?rok:  split screen sadness- mayer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107317669351742274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107317669351742274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107317669351742274' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107317534582165312</id><published>2004-01-03T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T19:16:55.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Why Georgia"- you often question themeaning of life and are very philosophical. Youwant to make the most out of life and wonder ifyou are doing enough to accomplish that. Butmost of all, you want to get out of this townso you can start anew. Which John Mayer Song Are You (with pictures!) brought to you by Quizillarok:  something's missing- john mayer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107317534582165312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107317534582165312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107317534582165312' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107302398787553909</id><published>2004-01-02T01:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T01:14:15.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"the sex must be really good, because he puts up with a lot of shit."  --mandy, on newlyweds (nick and jessica)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107302398787553909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107302398787553909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107302398787553909' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107290152469884387</id><published>2003-12-31T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T15:13:11.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>congratulations. you are the kiss my ass happybunny. You don't care about anyone or anything.You must be so proud which happy bunny are you? brought to you by Quizillarok:  careless whisper-bnl</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107290152469884387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107290152469884387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107290152469884387' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107284160601781029</id><published>2003-12-30T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T22:36:03.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>roadtrippingirly:  "blah blah, whine whine, blah blah blah." and i was like "shut up."*snip*Enid37: i &lt;3 you, btwroadtrippingirly: aww, i um wait, i'll figure it out... &lt;3 (yes!) you too!:-Drok:  goodbye sky harbor- jimmy eat world</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107284160601781029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107284160601781029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107284160601781029' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107275080730497360</id><published>2003-12-29T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T21:21:11.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Enid37: i figured you took pity on his whiny assroadtrippingirly: jesus christ, cry me a god damn river.roadtrippingirly: how's that for pity?rok:  come back to bed- john mayer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107275080730497360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107275080730497360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107275080730497360' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107275010243248636</id><published>2003-12-29T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T21:09:27.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the 2003 survey (ganked from a random lj):01 What did you do in 2003 that you'd never done before?sat on the bridge from canada to the US for two hours at 1:00 am.02 Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more?no, i didn't.  and yes, i probably will.03 Did anyone close to you give birth?nope04 Did anyone close to you die?my aunt mary died, but i didn't know her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107275010243248636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107275010243248636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107275010243248636' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107215934243777318</id><published>2003-12-23T01:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T01:03:20.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what is it about the brighton chili's and weirdass waiters?  first it was speedfreak tim, and tonight it was big tool ben.  he came to our table and greeted us with "hello there ladies, how *you* doin' tonight?"  i swear to god i am not making that up.  he proceeded to ramble on about the special they had on foster's beer.  "it's australian for beer even though it's made in canada."  whatever, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107215934243777318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107215934243777318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107215934243777318' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107205897786787770</id><published>2003-12-21T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T21:10:34.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm killing time until i have to meet katie to go to the movies.  we're going to see love, actually.  i hope it's good.  i really want to see something's gotta give, but i promised my mom i'd see that with her.anyway, home has been pretty decent, if not exciting, so far.  i've pretty much just been doing stuff for my mom during the day and trying to find other things to do at night.  heh, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107205897786787770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107205897786787770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107205897786787770' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107181142720234821</id><published>2003-12-19T00:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T00:24:41.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i went to the ark to get nathanson tickets tonight and apparently, they're only available through the bastard.  the venue didn't get *any* tickets.  it was too late to go to the mall and get them, so now i have to go tomorrow.fuck ticketmaster.rok:  happy xmas (war is over)- john lennon</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107181142720234821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107181142720234821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107181142720234821' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107163836562409578</id><published>2003-12-17T00:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T00:21:10.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it’s a long way back hometo pack up and leave againtogether alone, you without me againit’s a long way back homeand a long way back here againI should have knownthat you would just plead againfor the first time i knew what to dothe first time it’s just me and youthen the worst timing i ever knewi have to goi already knowit’s a long way back hometo feel like i’m far awayand how </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107163836562409578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107163836562409578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107163836562409578' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107162925337297201</id><published>2003-12-16T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T21:48:24.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lilac girl78: ooh we havent played this game!! maybe katie in my sexypants!Lilac girl78: war on drugs in my sexypantsEnid37: unfinished in my sexypantsLilac girl78: okay. that winsEnid37: chimps in my sexypants?Enid37: have you seen my love in my sexypants?rok:  slide- howie day</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107162925337297201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107162925337297201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107162925337297201' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107155154087335492</id><published>2003-12-16T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T00:13:11.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Enid37: oh hey!  did i tell you what auttie and i saw on i love the 80s?willi970: nope--what??Enid37: flick grew up to be a porn star!Enid37: (the link is to imdb...nothing skeezy)willi970: dude!willi970: poor flick!willi970: i guess he found other poles....rok: comfortable- john mayer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107155154087335492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107155154087335492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107155154087335492' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107146072242245642</id><published>2003-12-14T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T22:59:31.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2003:  the year in concertsjanuary 18:  ari hest @ msumarch 25:  matt nathanson @ centralmarch 27:  guster @ clutch cargosmay 2:  billy joel and elton john @ the palacejune 11:  journey, reo speedwagon, and stxy @ joe louisjune ??:  stephen kellogg @ the arkjune ??:  sondre lerche @ the shelterjuly 5:  guster @  the tastefestjuly 18:  barenaked ladies @ sarnia shitfestaugust 23:  matt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107146072242245642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107146072242245642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107146072242245642' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107145783629555502</id><published>2003-12-14T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T22:11:26.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this quiz made no sense, but whatever:Grin Which GUSTER Song Are You? brought to you by Quizillarok:  whispering bells- the dell vikings</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107145783629555502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107145783629555502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107145783629555502' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107145716147454272</id><published>2003-12-14T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T22:00:10.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nathanson update: GA tickets are $10 and reserved seating is $15.  i'm going for GA because the ark is seated and not obnoxious and the GA spots are closer.christmas shopping update:  i only need to pick up a few more things, but i'm lucky i made it out of this weekend without killing anyone.  maybe i will pull a nicole next year and get everything online.that's it.  my attention span is kind</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107145716147454272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107145716147454272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107145716147454272' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107123939386486279</id><published>2003-12-12T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T09:30:41.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>matt nathanson at the ark on january 19!who's with me?  tickets go on sale saturday, but i don't know how much they are.  the ark is the best venue ever, though. i think you need to go.  it's going to be a good time.rok:  some chili peppers song on vh1</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107123939386486279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107123939386486279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107123939386486279' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107116921840781245</id><published>2003-12-11T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T14:01:05.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think i've found the most fucked up lineup for a concert ever.  more fucked up than rancid and bnl, even:Z100's Jingle Ball - Hosted by Jennifer Lopez with Jason Mraz, Beyonce, Matchbox Twenty, Sean Paul, 3 Doors Down, Jay-Z, Michelle Branch, Kelly Clarkson, Simple Plan &amp; Hilary Duffrok:  curve of the earth- matt nathanson</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107116921840781245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107116921840781245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107116921840781245' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107116877343828800</id><published>2003-12-11T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T13:53:39.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why does stephen kellogg hate the midwest?  in other news, i think matt nathanson is playing at the ark on january 19!  woo!  the ark is a kickass venue.  i want to get a big group together for this show...i'll e-mail details when i have them.  i'm serious about this.  if you haven't seen a nathanson show yet, this will be one to go to.rok:  bare- matt nathanson </summary><link rel='edit' 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(p-town, glee, msu, washington dc, bnl, etc.) and instead of moving them, i think i deleted them.  rok:  rocking chair- brothers creeggan</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107102825518678948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107102825518678948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107102825518678948' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107097360652244647</id><published>2003-12-09T07:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T07:40:50.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if you want a christmas card and you don't think i have your address, shoot me an e-mail and i'll add you to the list.rok:  guster's i spy in my head</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107097360652244647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107097360652244647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107097360652244647' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107094107176364990</id><published>2003-12-08T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T22:38:35.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>because talking to my brother gets my econ done...junkulitus: xmas ideas hereEnid37: lolEnid37: whats up?junkulitus: hold onEnid37: okayEnid37: dude, i'm leaving to get coffee in a minutejunkulitus: ok junkulitus: sorryEnid37: so what's up?junkulitus: nothingjunkulitus: what do you want fro christmasjunkulitus: and dont gimme no bullshitEnid37: oh, what do *i* want?  i thought you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107094107176364990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107094107176364990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107094107176364990' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107092067723102195</id><published>2003-12-08T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T16:58:41.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>search engine referral:  "cocaine john mayer"rok:  nathanson's 12.2.03 show.  he's telling a story about drinking tea with black pepper.  i think the best part is that he didn't stop after a sip, he drank the whole damn thing.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107092067723102195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107092067723102195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107092067723102195' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107084258090632336</id><published>2003-12-07T19:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T19:17:03.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>two things i forgot in the matt/guster review:1.  matt ended with little victories.  i'm not sure how i forgot this before since i babbled about it to katie on the way home.  i'll edit the other entry.2.  when we were waiting to talk to matt at the end, this girl walks up to him, lowers her jeans, and asks him to sign her underwear.  matt was kind of like "um, okay." and he does it.  the girl</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107084258090632336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107084258090632336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107084258090632336' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107069854756976336</id><published>2003-12-06T03:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T19:18:11.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>who's the motherfucker now?matt nathanson.  guster.  state theater.  detroit, mi.we got to detroit without a problem at around 4:00.  we ended up making it *just* in time because whatever was going on at the fox was letting out and there were buses and small children and old people all over the place.  we ended up being about the third group in line, which was kind of cool.  line highlights:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107069854756976336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107069854756976336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107069854756976336' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107050020185754337</id><published>2003-12-03T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T20:16:00.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>roadtrippingirly: but seriously, don't you think that jello shots would make the "he-loooooow" much more bearable?Enid37: so fucking trueEnid37: make fruitroadtrippingirly: hahahahaharoadtrippingirly: so we can all get bored?rok:  seinfeld</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107050020185754337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107050020185754337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107050020185754337' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107043748460361810</id><published>2003-12-03T02:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T02:47:12.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm afraid this paper no longer makes any sense.  i'm to the point where it feels like my argument has disintigrated to splitting hairs.  i think i'm going to finish the paragraph i'm on and write the last page in the morning.  i'll be damned if i don't turn this bastard in tomorrow, though.rok:  nada, but i have amazing again stuck in my head.  two more days until matt and guster!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107043748460361810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107043748460361810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107043748460361810' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107025812324744989</id><published>2003-12-01T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T00:55:58.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>does anyone know anything about this matt nathanson show at notre dame?  i really want to go, but it looks like it's closed to non-students.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107025812324744989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107025812324744989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107025812324744989' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107025643793812988</id><published>2003-12-01T00:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T00:27:53.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>survey courtesy of miss debbie t.1. What time is it: 12:11 am2. Name as it appears on your birth certificate: jessica charlene miller3. Any nicknames: jess4. Parents names: larry and charlene5. Number of candles that appeared on your last birthday cake: 226. Date that you regularly blow them out: may 257. Pets - just the six-toed cat9. Tattoo: nope.10.How much do you love your job: it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107025643793812988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107025643793812988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107025643793812988' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-107025539333355339</id><published>2003-12-01T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T00:10:29.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i suppose i owe y'all an update.  i don't know what to tell you, my life's not very exciting.classes are fine.  design is good, history is good.  international media pisses me off, but whatever.  i can't really tell you about econ since i haven't really gone in the past month, but again, whatever.after several near nervous breakdowns, we made it through the glee concert on tuesday.  it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107025539333355339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/107025539333355339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107025539333355339' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106951808457291516</id><published>2003-11-22T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T11:21:52.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i caught john mayer on austin city limits last night and now i really want to go to his show at the palace.  i'm seriously considering driving out to the palace the day of the show to see if decent tickets were dropped at the last minute.  i bet my mom would go with me.feel free to talk me into or out of this.rok:  clarity- john mayer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106951808457291516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106951808457291516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106951808457291516' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106946299527895986</id><published>2003-11-21T20:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T20:03:42.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ganked from amy:last cigarette : nope.last cry : ummmm...a couple of months ago.last library book checked out : the hate crimes book for my history paperlast movie seen in a theatre : oh, jeez.  i think it was american wedding.last book read : the laramie projectlast cuss word uttered : asslast beverage drank : cherry slurpielast food consumed : a piece of cheeselast phone call : auttie</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106946299527895986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106946299527895986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106946299527895986' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106930611488921248</id><published>2003-11-20T00:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T00:30:02.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>reasons number 347and 348why matt nathanson is the shit.rok:  two thousand years- billy joel</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106930611488921248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106930611488921248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106930611488921248' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106930472445872922</id><published>2003-11-20T00:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T00:05:49.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love the nuts!rok:  rainy day- guster</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106930472445872922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106930472445872922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106930472445872922' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106929809825537750</id><published>2003-11-19T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T22:15:23.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think this is the second best strong bad ever.  he's a grammar nazi.make sure you click on the arm on the sign at the end.rok:  south park</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106929809825537750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106929809825537750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106929809825537750' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106895159919783893</id><published>2003-11-15T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T22:00:19.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lstplka: your cutline can be like, 'this is my boyfriend. his name is matt.'rok:  long way down- guster</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106895159919783893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106895159919783893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106895159919783893' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106894771567542167</id><published>2003-11-15T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T20:55:36.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i *heart* kelly!"what got into him?  beer."rok:  come downstairs and say hello- guster</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106894771567542167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106894771567542167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106894771567542167' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106894761528878859</id><published>2003-11-15T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T20:53:55.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>matt nathanson=rockstarlast night was the matt/howie show at calvin college.we left emily's at 4:15, which was a little later than i would have liked and a *lot* later than she would have liked.  the ride there was fine with the exception of the jackass who did 65 in the fast lane for a good ten miles.  so we rolled up to calvin around 5:30 and snagged a spot in line.  i don't think the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106894761528878859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106894761528878859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106894761528878859' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106862148599055631</id><published>2003-11-12T02:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T02:18:03.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>roadtrippingirly: i gotta got ob ed, it's almost time to fget uo for workEnid37: LMAOroadtrippingirly: yes i amd rtinkEnid37: you drunk?roadtrippingirly: durnkroadtrippingirly: drunkroadtrippingirly: fukersrok:  clarity- john mayer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106862148599055631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106862148599055631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106862148599055631' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106843562663596417</id><published>2003-11-09T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T22:40:24.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i want this for christmas.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106843562663596417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106843562663596417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106843562663596417' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106843504749414578</id><published>2003-11-09T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T22:30:45.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>no, wait.  these are cooler.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106843504749414578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106843504749414578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106843504749414578' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106843499548604423</id><published>2003-11-09T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T22:29:53.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is the coolest fucking thing ever.rok:  tina toledo's streetwalking blues- ryan adams</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106843499548604423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106843499548604423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106843499548604423' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106817952686030919</id><published>2003-11-06T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T23:32:04.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lilac girl78: am I the only one who gets to make you laugh, laugh until you cry?Lilac girl78: god, i love this song....Lilac girl78: its kinda a shame that everytime i hear it...i can see kurt browning and a bottle of grape smuckers ice skating around in my headLilac girl78: oooh..now there is a piece of toast.rok:  news 10 at 11</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106817952686030919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106817952686030919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106817952686030919' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106805135352460935</id><published>2003-11-05T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T11:55:51.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>last night was my last peepshow.  here goes:we left east lansing at 5:45...we knew we were cutting it kind of close, but i had full confidence that we'd make it.  after an illegal left turn once we got into the city, we parked the car, and picked up the tickets.  "um, kelly?  i think these say row A."  we ended up third row ed side.  hell yes.  we had no problems with the camera since security </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106805135352460935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106805135352460935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106805135352460935' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106801148266850054</id><published>2003-11-05T00:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T00:51:20.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>holy hell.  i know i say this all the time, but seriously.  best. show. ever.3rd row ed side and powder blue.  more tomorrow.rok:  singing justin timberlake in my head.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106801148266850054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106801148266850054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106801148266850054' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106792289434207221</id><published>2003-11-04T00:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T00:14:52.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>junkulitus: i got the new final fantasyjunkulitus: its ooooo sweetjunkulitus: and by ooooo i mean soooooorok: bruised- the bens</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106792289434207221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106792289434207221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106792289434207221' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106791778091269055</id><published>2003-11-03T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T22:49:38.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is sexy too.  rok:  lovin' touchin' squeezin'- journey</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106791778091269055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106791778091269055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106791778091269055' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106783098389216241</id><published>2003-11-02T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T22:43:02.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is sexy and i want it.rok: shopping- bnl (lalalalalalalala...)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106783098389216241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106783098389216241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106783098389216241' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106783045701114230</id><published>2003-11-02T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T22:34:15.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"all the little chicks with crimson lips say cleveland rocks..."i left the insanity of east lansing around 11 and made it to nicole's without a problem.  i even saranaded auttie with a little more than words action.  hee.  oh, and when i said that I-96 between here and grand rapids was the most boring stretch of expressway ever, i lied.  I-69 now holds the title.  we waited for kelly, nicole's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106783045701114230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106783045701114230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106783045701114230' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106764401487024611</id><published>2003-10-31T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T18:46:53.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lilac girl78: they fucking cut i can i will i do. the most lyrically beautiful song Lilac girl78: and they put the lyrically challenged shopping on the disc.rok:  unfinished- bnl</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106764401487024611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106764401487024611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106764401487024611' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106747032239808730</id><published>2003-10-29T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T18:32:00.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>um, i'm going to cleveland now.rok: screaming infidelities- dashboard confessional</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106747032239808730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106747032239808730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106747032239808730' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106731960686160733</id><published>2003-10-28T00:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T00:40:06.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's review time.  bnl show #17 at the state theatre in detroit:kelly and i left p-town at 1:00 and stopped in allen park to see my grandma.  on the way there, we speculated on what songs we thought they were going to pull out for the show.  after concluding that long way back home was not likely to happen, i decided i really wanted this is where it ends.  we also randomly and smart-assedly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106731960686160733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106731960686160733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106731960686160733' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106727554704389077</id><published>2003-10-27T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T12:25:46.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Ok so tell me this-- if "she's on time" is a hidden track on the limited edition version of stunt *which I don't own* why do I know exactly what you are talking about?"  (--auttie)happy 22nd birthday, too!rok: take it outside- bnl</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106727554704389077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106727554704389077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106727554704389077' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106726564961163107</id><published>2003-10-27T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T09:40:48.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>more on bnl later.  i just want to say that they played this is where it ends.also, auttie cracks me up:  "i was a little worried when i saw that you called... i was like "oohhh shit... " (cuz i remember how you were when i called you from Montreal and you were in the car... :-p  )"rok: the nanny reruns on lifetime. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106726564961163107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106726564961163107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106726564961163107' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106711811512598995</id><published>2003-10-25T17:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T17:41:54.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dammit, blogger just ate my review.  here is the setlist from guster.com:DemonsCenterRamonaFlowersK.I.T.HeavenI SpyMonaHomecomingAirportBarrelDownstairsMedicineWishFa--------------EitherAmsterdamHappierTotal Eclipse (Brian on vocals) good stuff:-the catharsis of singing my ass off with the rest of the crowd.-come downstairs and say hello.  holy. shit.-seeing what </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106711811512598995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106711811512598995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106711811512598995' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106696894072511320</id><published>2003-10-24T00:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T00:15:40.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>guster review later, but for now i just want to say that brian sang total eclipse of the heart.rok:  ctn is showing "vintage mtv" and daria is on.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106696894072511320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106696894072511320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106696894072511320' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106671163779966225</id><published>2003-10-21T00:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T00:47:17.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have bnl and boy is it sexy.rok:  nada, i need to go to bed.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106671163779966225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106671163779966225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106671163779966225' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3119613.post-106662033238413286</id><published>2003-10-19T23:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T23:25:32.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lilac girl78: okay grammar queen i have a challenge for youEnid37: oooh, fun!Enid37: &lt;--DORKLilac girl78: when you are talking about something starting with h. do you say, "it starts with an h" - or "it starts with a h" and why do you do it that way. Lilac girl78: tick, tick, tickEnid37: i say "an" because when you pronounce the letter h, it sounds like it starts with a vowelLilac girl78: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106662033238413286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3119613/posts/default/106662033238413286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessinanutshell.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106662033238413286' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18372673397410375414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
