<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627</id><updated>2008-07-02T07:21:05.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>radiovixen dot com</title><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>588</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-6217093317476065181</id><published>2008-07-02T06:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T07:00:03.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bravo to this woman</title><summary type='text'>I'm sorry, Olga that this asshole called you but I must give you kudos for doing what any responsible woman would do. Put it on the internet as a warning for other women.


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This man is the only man in the vicinity to not have issues? Right. You sound like it.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/07/bravo-to-this-woman.html' title='Bravo to this woman'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=6217093317476065181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/6217093317476065181'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/6217093317476065181'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-4500525786707982530</id><published>2008-06-29T14:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T15:09:28.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vixen's Playlist</title><summary type='text'>
On the play list, a lot of my ideas come from the fact that I listen to my satellite radio during work. I have Sirius and I love the Super Shuffle. I do not like the fact that Sirius has taken Super Shuffle off the radio and have it as Internet only now. That sucks. Well, this week I was listening to the channel and several songs came on that when I look at who actually sings the songs, I was </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/vixens-playlist_29.html' title='The Vixen&apos;s Playlist'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=4500525786707982530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/4500525786707982530'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/4500525786707982530'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-1694647179271855358</id><published>2008-06-28T21:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:17:14.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring...make that Summer Cleaning.</title><summary type='text'>If you notice, I'm deleting a lot of stuff from the website. I'm also moving the archives so some of them going back to 2003 may be unavailable for a while. 

Or I may decide to just delete them. I haven't figured that out yet.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/springmake-that-summer-cleaning.html' title='Spring...make that Summer Cleaning.'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=1694647179271855358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/1694647179271855358'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/1694647179271855358'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-3646773623002012778</id><published>2008-06-28T08:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T08:21:04.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>List of stuff to do today.</title><summary type='text'>I've started making lists of things to do. Not that it really helps me but I do like the focus I can have when I do make the list.

So today, here are the things I either want to accomplish or get started. They don't all have to get done today.

1. I will start knitting the Muscari Socks from Knitty on two circular needles with my Cherry Tree Hill yarn. It will be my first sock with an actual </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/list-of-stuff-to-do-today.html' title='List of stuff to do today.'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=3646773623002012778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/3646773623002012778'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/3646773623002012778'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-2095974679158001063</id><published>2008-06-27T20:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:14:59.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching movies</title><summary type='text'>During my break between school and the holiday I've been spending a lot of time watching movies. I love movies. I have to admit that I'm a bit of a movie snob. If I have zero interest in the person in the film or the topic, I will not watch it. I don't care how many people tell me it's fantastic.

Examples? The 40 Year Old Virgin and Wedding Crashers. I can't count how many people love those </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/watching-movies.html' title='Watching movies'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=2095974679158001063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/2095974679158001063'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/2095974679158001063'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-7311295591601937058</id><published>2008-06-23T19:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T19:57:07.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vixen's Playlist</title><summary type='text'>This week, for some odd reason I've been listening to a lot of Ringo Starr songs. I like The Beatles to being with. I have this idea that you can love The Beatles and like Elvis and vice versa. You can't love both of them. I'm sure someone will bust that theory for me but honestly, you have to admit you like one of them just a little bit more than the other. I'm a fan of The Beatles. I like Elvis</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/vixens-playlist_23.html' title='The Vixen&apos;s Playlist'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=7311295591601937058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/7311295591601937058'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/7311295591601937058'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-3723582456675431875</id><published>2008-06-23T11:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T11:27:04.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah! Me and Kathy Griffin!</title><summary type='text'>

Yes. I am officially a D-List Blogger. All hail Radiovixen! Yes. All three of you. Even you mom. 

You know, back in the early beginnings of this blog I would be pretty upset about being a D Lister. Isn't that sad? It's not like I'm saying anything earth shattering or vastly important on here. Now it's sort of an honor to have even one person comment or even read. Otherwise I just blather on </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/oh-yeah-me-and-kathy-griffin.html' title='Oh yeah! Me and Kathy Griffin!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=3723582456675431875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/3723582456675431875'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/3723582456675431875'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-8881328845854158434</id><published>2008-06-21T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T11:27:52.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The farmer's market...</title><summary type='text'>was a bust. 

I originally was going to the Farmer's market for one reason. I wanted to sign up for a CSA. CSA or Community Supported Agriculture are these neat little contracts with local farmers and gardeners. Basically, you buy a share of their land and in return for buying that share, you get a portion of the food grown. Your average share can feed a family of three or four or a vegetarian </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/farmers-market.html' title='The farmer&apos;s market...'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=8881328845854158434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/8881328845854158434'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/8881328845854158434'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-3424337416581940858</id><published>2008-06-19T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T09:38:49.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And I'm done</title><summary type='text'>woo hoo!!! I'm done with class till July 7th! I'm so excited. I have a break. Plus, my next classes are just downtown so I won't have to drive too far. Squee.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/and-im-done.html' title='And I&apos;m done'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=3424337416581940858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/3424337416581940858'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/3424337416581940858'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-2265989806344169413</id><published>2008-06-17T22:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T22:36:00.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The mad chef takes over</title><summary type='text'>
Here's what happens when you want something sweet, don't have any flour, have a random box of mincemeat laying around and really want to bake something.

It's a mincemeat bread pudding.

Here's how you make it.
You need
1 box unconstituted mincemeat (it's the 9 oz box)
1/2 cup of water
2 tablespoons of butter
6 slices of dry bread that's been left out. (I used just fresh Wonder bread toasted in </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/mad-chef-takes-over.html' title='The mad chef takes over'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=2265989806344169413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/2265989806344169413'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/2265989806344169413'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-8230471446870263961</id><published>2008-06-17T11:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T12:00:40.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the post where I whine about food...again.</title><summary type='text'>You'd think I'd get tired of this eventually, right? This whole beating myself up about eating right and exercising.

Honestly, I had a really good day health wise. I ate under my allotted amount. I actually ate under the ADA minimum of 1800 calories. By choice. Not just because it happened that way. Believe me, I could have eaten a whole bowl of Stove Top stuffing. I actually worked out in the </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/post-where-i-whine-about-foodagain.html' title='the post where I whine about food...again.'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=8230471446870263961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/8230471446870263961'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/8230471446870263961'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-4322186316208600209</id><published>2008-06-16T19:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:01:12.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Bloggy Goodness</title><summary type='text'>This post is about nothing in particular. Just random thoughts going through my head.

Do you think Angelina Jolie is becoming the Hollywood Token Hot chick? She's in that new movie "Wanted" and she's also a voice in Kung Fu Panda. I don't know. She seems like she is the person that Hollywood calls for when it says "Token Hot Chick" in the script. It's not like she'd all that talented. I'm sure </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/random-bloggy-goodness.html' title='Random Bloggy Goodness'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=4322186316208600209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/4322186316208600209'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/4322186316208600209'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-1041188067394968273</id><published>2008-06-15T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T18:51:31.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vixen's Playlist (Father's Day Edition)</title><summary type='text'>Yeah. I know I'm late with this but first, it's my dad's play list and he can take his time with his top five picks if he wants. My dad loves music. So to honor my dad I asked him what his five favorite songs are and here's what he told me. There's no reasoning behind the songs. This is just the list. I know he likes Shakira so I'm kind of shocked there isn't any Shakira on here. Perhaps it's </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/vixens-playlist-fathers-day-edition.html' title='The Vixen&apos;s Playlist (Father&apos;s Day Edition)'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=1041188067394968273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/1041188067394968273'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/1041188067394968273'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-4068098035617479011</id><published>2008-06-14T14:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T15:05:46.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost like porn</title><summary type='text'>If you have been living under a rock lately, you don't know that there's a tomato recall going on. Every time I go to the store, there are no tomatoes. This all started a few weeks ago. I was parusing the store and in need of some home made salsa. I make salsa with Plum or Roma tomatoes. So I head over to my local grocery store's produce area and there are NO tomatoes. I take that back. There </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/its-almost-like-porn.html' title='It&apos;s almost like porn'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=4068098035617479011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/4068098035617479011'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/4068098035617479011'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-7913935662582270787</id><published>2008-06-12T20:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T11:22:42.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Water Everywhere...</title><summary type='text'>I have to drive near the river to go to school and living in the midwest is a precarous decision to being with. We have the fun of tornados and other weather events. Lately, the news has been flooding north of us and we all know what happens when it floods up north. The water has to go someplace, don't it. Most of the time, and depending on what hemisphere you happen to live on, the water flows </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/water-water-everywhere.html' title='Water Water Everywhere...'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=7913935662582270787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/7913935662582270787'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/7913935662582270787'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-2195779233841537408</id><published>2008-06-11T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T11:53:44.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kicking it old school!</title><summary type='text'>Remember pagers? It wasn't that long ago. I was working today and one of my tech's pager wasn't working. So sitting on my desk is a pager, waiting for him to pick it up and it got me to thinking about my old pager. I had one just like the one in the picture. It was clear blue. I thought I was such a rock star. It was awesome. 

What were we thinking? Isn't that funny. I think if I remember </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/kicking-it-old-school.html' title='Kicking it old school!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=2195779233841537408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/2195779233841537408'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/2195779233841537408'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-1679337770224860756</id><published>2008-06-10T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T11:36:52.384-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew there was a reason I didn't want to date you.</title><summary type='text'>I will confess to not being the most warm and cuddly person. It takes me a while to warm up to people and I really have to like you to do the whole display of affection thing. I'm a horrid person to date. I know this. I am like a light switch. There's only on and off. There's no dimmer till I've made up my mind about said person and most of the time, I've made that choice pretty quickly.

So I </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/i-knew-there-was-reason-i-didnt-want-to.html' title='I knew there was a reason I didn&apos;t want to date you.'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=1679337770224860756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/1679337770224860756'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/1679337770224860756'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-2165750629325574729</id><published>2008-06-09T22:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T22:24:17.527-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IPhone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cell phones'/><title type='text'>IPhone I want?</title><summary type='text'>So the third gen IPhone will be coming out soon and the price is going down. I, of course, after much hemming and hawing about my phone decided to stick with who I've got.

And let me tell you that it was a bitch fest extraordinare just to get that finished. Long story short, they gave me the same plan. Only now, I'm not paying extra because they figured out that it would be beneficial for me to </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/iphone-i-want.html' title='IPhone I want?'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=2165750629325574729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/2165750629325574729'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/2165750629325574729'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-3500110491759416380</id><published>2008-06-09T21:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T21:38:09.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I swear I'm going out next weekend.</title><summary type='text'>This weekend was filled with family and friend obligations that I've made it my goal that I'm going out to see some bands this coming weekend. It's a moral imperative. I haven't decided where I'm going but I'm planning on picking up a Pitch here in the next few days and see what's going on.

That is, if I get my Purdue course done. I have to finish it. It sucks being in college and working at the</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/i-swear-im-going-out-next-weekend.html' title='I swear I&apos;m going out next weekend.'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=3500110491759416380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/3500110491759416380'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/3500110491759416380'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-9156831179585444205</id><published>2008-06-08T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T21:29:35.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vixen's Playlist</title><summary type='text'>This week, I've been collecting songs from YouTube that I think are just the funniest thing I've ever seen. I may actually go over the five song limit for this play list simply because there's so much on YouTube. Basically, I need something to entertain myself when work gets a little too stressful or life just is causing me to want to go away from it for a while. So I watch one of these lovely </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/vixens-playlist_08.html' title='The Vixen&apos;s Playlist'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=9156831179585444205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/9156831179585444205'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/9156831179585444205'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-1427542869309515413</id><published>2008-06-07T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T07:09:43.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'>News to me.</title><summary type='text'>I went out with my dear friends to see Sex &amp; The City, again. Yes, I've seen it twice. Cried the same amount. But that's not the interesting part. 

As we were leaving the theater, there was an older couple behind us and as I and my friend Kelly were walking out the older man says to me, "I didn't know you were gay."

Huh? I said, "Excuse me?" to make sure I had heard him correctly and he </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/news-to-me.html' title='News to me.'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=1427542869309515413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/1427542869309515413'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/1427542869309515413'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-1094399915453525734</id><published>2008-06-04T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T18:15:00.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And no on told me!</title><summary type='text'>

Did you know that May was National Masturbation month? Here I was celebrating and I didn't even know it was the month to celebrate.

Never fear if you didn't know either. Eve-101 is having a week dedicated to she bopping or he bopping, Rosie Palmer and her five friends, spending a little time with yourself. You know. 

And you don't even have to go blind or get hairy palms. 

Of course, you </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/and-no-on-told-me.html' title='And no on told me!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=1094399915453525734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/1094399915453525734'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/1094399915453525734'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-400160296266785978</id><published>2008-06-03T22:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:09:44.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another handy link</title><summary type='text'>Remember TasteSpotting? Yeah. I've got another one but this is for me and my friends who are tottaly into movies and TV online.

I miss CSI sometimes. Well, wanna see the whole episodes?
Want to find movies online?

Visit OVGuide.com — the Online Video Guide</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/another-handy-link.html' title='Another handy link'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=400160296266785978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/400160296266785978'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/400160296266785978'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-2243652430781527874</id><published>2008-06-03T21:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T21:55:18.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Days and Tuesdays....</title><summary type='text'>Today was one of those days where I just wanted to grab a lawn chair and park my ass on the lawn. I have a horrid case of the lazies. I want to be lazy. I want to just sit around and not do anything for a couple of days. Not the weekend. I am lazy on the weekend. I need more lazy time. I'm very envious of the teenagers just graduating from high school. I'd love to be them and not have a care in </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/rainy-days-and-tuesdays.html' title='Rainy Days and Tuesdays....'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=2243652430781527874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/2243652430781527874'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/2243652430781527874'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884627.post-5776780013902437514</id><published>2008-06-02T20:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:10:54.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex &amp; The City</title><summary type='text'>
Yes, I saw it this weekend! I loved it! You must go and see it if you loved the TV show. It was awesome!

I will give you no spoilers here because you just need to see it. 

If you have never seen the show, hmm, you may want to catch up. I think that you may understand it but you may not. Besides, have a fun time catching up on all the DVD's and then go see the movie. You will not be sorry.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/2008/06/sex-city.html' title='Sex &amp; The City'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884627&amp;postID=5776780013902437514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.radiovixen.com/atom/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/5776780013902437514'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884627/posts/default/5776780013902437514'/><author><name>The Vixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01954059005945820913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry></feed>