<?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-9824988</id><updated>2011-11-08T09:19:28.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in a Super Market</title><subtitle type='html'>Tossed into a slightly more expansive supermarket our anti-hero moves through the night like a pirate (i.e. rather loudly and most likely drunkenly singing a song).</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-516787173558359168</id><published>2007-12-28T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T16:08:27.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 27</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 27: The Best Seller/Stationary Aisle   It's been a while since I've written something for this blog. I've been going through the ups and downs that comes with post graduate life and being smack dab in my mid-twenties. I've also been stuck in this horrible state of almost writer's block. Almost writer's block as I've had tons of ideas just I can't get myself to commit to any one of them. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/516787173558359168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=516787173558359168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/516787173558359168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/516787173558359168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2007/12/aisle-27.html' title='Aisle 27'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-6218999826167561309</id><published>2007-09-22T20:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T22:56:55.674-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 34 1/4</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 34 1/4: The Movie ShelfThis has been a long time in the coming, of course I haven't even begin to think out what I'm about to write down here. And with that wonderful prologue, I give you a review of Rob Zombie's crack at Halloween!I am very enamoured with the original Halloween, truth be told I enjoyed the first three films of the series (yes I, Carl James Olson Jr. BA MA - Pretentious no?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/6218999826167561309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=6218999826167561309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/6218999826167561309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/6218999826167561309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2007/09/aisle-34-14.html' title='Aisle 34 1/4'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-8067108942078017798</id><published>2007-08-23T19:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:37:40.384-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 1</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 1: Produce AisleI've just about made it through my second week of work at my new job. I think right now I've gotten just about everything under control. The one thing that I'm struggling with is the filing system. It seems the person who was my predecessor really disliked organizing things in a manner that suits a library. So because of this I can find nothing I need. Which is causing some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/8067108942078017798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=8067108942078017798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/8067108942078017798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/8067108942078017798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2007/08/aisle-1.html' title='Aisle 1'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-8560367081929717190</id><published>2007-08-17T00:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T02:32:28.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 20</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 20: Home Goods    I have had a variety of roommates. I've lived with a guy who was mysteriously whisked away to a mental institute after having threatened to kill one of my friends (and the girl he was macking  with), who poured Bush Light beer into my Pepsi Twist (a more heinous concoction has yet to be found, I mean you are talking about the worst beer mixed with the worst soda, next to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/8560367081929717190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=8560367081929717190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/8560367081929717190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/8560367081929717190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2007/08/aisle-20.html' title='Aisle 20'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-6163590071255969631</id><published>2007-08-15T01:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T02:15:55.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 15</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 15: The Lost Aisle of the Abdura IslandsDay 14: By all that is holy I scarcely believe what I am about to set forth in this journal. The events of last night will forever be ingrained in my mind.For the past week we, the survivors, have heard unsettling noises coming from a distance in the jungle. We all assumed it was some nocturnal beast moving about, and as it never came close to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/6163590071255969631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=6163590071255969631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/6163590071255969631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/6163590071255969631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2007/08/aisle-15.html' title='Aisle 15'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-7583781019875259092</id><published>2007-08-14T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:29:02.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 19</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 19: Seasonal AisleWell it certainly has been an interesting past few days for me. Got kind of scammed at a bar that I rather don't enjoy in the first place by  crazy chick that was looking for a meal ticket (little did she know I am so not a meal ticket, I'm more of like a snack pack at best); saw an interesting band at Coney Island (more on that in a bit); watched a delightful romp into 60</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/7583781019875259092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=7583781019875259092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/7583781019875259092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/7583781019875259092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2007/08/aisle-19.html' title='Aisle 19'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU4JcgNfPio/RsEzfq_14UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qtcOnLQraBw/s72-c/Witches+in+Bikinis+1.5.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-7049962032166590167</id><published>2007-08-07T00:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T01:21:39.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 27</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 27: The Best Seller/Stationary Aisle      So in the last posting I mentioned being kind of close to becoming Meursault from Camus' The Stranger or at least a bit worried that that was the direction I was heading towards. Well I decided to reread The Stranger,  I decided this today actually and am pretty far along, surprisingly. There was one line that stood out though, "When I was a student</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/7049962032166590167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=7049962032166590167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/7049962032166590167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/7049962032166590167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2007/08/aisle-27.html' title='Aisle 27'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-1834912344106587913</id><published>2007-07-30T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T22:40:27.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 3</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 3: The Empty Aisle    Things are not at there best at the moment. Far from it. I'm currently fighting an uphill battle with the job market that this country loves oh so much. It is interesting how when things look their bleakest there sometimes can be glimmers of pretty darn interesting stuff off in the distance.    Case in point, right now I'm beginning to make ready one of three (or four)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/1834912344106587913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=1834912344106587913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/1834912344106587913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/1834912344106587913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2007/07/aisle-3.html' title='Aisle 3'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-8354178763554601413</id><published>2007-06-26T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T22:10:03.524-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 19</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 19: Seasonal AisleMy god it's full of mermaids!Summer has hit Brooklyn, oddly enough summer is not marked by the summer solstice. Oh heavens no. It is marked when a slew of people dress up like mermaids and pirates and parade down Surf Ave in Coney Island (at least this is what Marty Markowitz, Brooklyn Borough President, exclaimed as he traveled on a tropical float). This was my first </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/8354178763554601413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=8354178763554601413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/8354178763554601413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/8354178763554601413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2007/06/aisle-19.html' title='Aisle 19'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1192/633450807_28ddae040e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-2544401809568172990</id><published>2007-06-11T01:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T02:11:43.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 34 and 1/4</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 34 &amp; 1/4: The Bargain Movie AisleI type this as I watch that great western classic, The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly and yes this post is fully about this movie and movies of its ilk and yes I am fully aware that I haven't written in ages on this blog. No you will not be getting a detailed account of where I've been or what I have been doing. All you need to know is that I am now back to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/2544401809568172990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=2544401809568172990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/2544401809568172990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/2544401809568172990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2007/06/aisle-34-and-14.html' title='Aisle 34 and 1/4'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-115757885431513521</id><published>2006-09-06T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T17:40:54.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 34 and 1/4</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 34 &amp; 1/4: The Bargin Movie ShelfSo I had my first class on Freakshows, interesting stuff. Now I'm not going to go through everything that we talked about, actually I'm not going to touch on a single thing discussed in class. What I want to get down is mearly an idea for some future work. So with that preamble out of the way...Horror films. We all know I like them right? Right. I am thinking</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/115757885431513521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=115757885431513521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115757885431513521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115757885431513521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/09/aisle-34-and-14.html' title='Aisle 34 and 1/4'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-115690965879231035</id><published>2006-08-29T21:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T23:47:38.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 24</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 24: Performance Art SuppliesIt has been a long past few weeks, filled to the brim with performances and interesting crap. So without further ado here is a recap of the many things I have seen.August 17th: Titus XI imagine there are few Shakespearian plays you could convert into a punk rock opera other than Titus Andromicus. Everything you could want in a punk musical is there, violence, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/115690965879231035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=115690965879231035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115690965879231035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115690965879231035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/08/aisle-24.html' title='Aisle 24'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-115499017440579321</id><published>2006-08-07T18:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T19:03:22.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 34 and 1/4</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 34 &amp; 1/4: The Bargin Movie ShelfRob Zombie is quickly becoming one of my favorite modern directors. I look over that sentance and I can't help but laugh a bit. Who would have thought that Rob Zombie films would have such a strong hold over me. Ok actually if you did meet me and got me talking about films then it would be pretty apparent that I go in for horrible B-movies, however, The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/115499017440579321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=115499017440579321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115499017440579321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115499017440579321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/08/aisle-34-and-14.html' title='Aisle 34 and 1/4'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-115456779294984133</id><published>2006-08-02T20:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T21:16:32.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 34 and 3/4</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 34 and 3/4: Bargin Bin Music Aisle.Mike Patton is the future, Mike Patton is the past, Mike Patton is forever!So what am I getting on about? Mike Patton's latest incarnation Peeping Tom. For those of you not in the know, Mike Patton is the voice and mind behind several interesting groups. The most widely known is Faith No More (yeah that Faith No More, the whole Epic video with the piano </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/115456779294984133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=115456779294984133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115456779294984133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115456779294984133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/08/aisle-34-and-34.html' title='Aisle 34 and 3/4'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-115298803669370321</id><published>2006-07-15T14:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T14:29:45.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 25</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 25: Hygenic AisleSo I decided to reset my face. Let's look at the process shall we?Firstly we have to start some where right? So me with beard. Oh how I love the beardocity of me. At this point I'm very close to completing the lumberjack beard, but sadly it is not to be at this point in time.For as you see, I have now shaved off the majority of the goatee and all the side fuzz. This is what</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/115298803669370321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=115298803669370321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115298803669370321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115298803669370321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/07/aisle-25.html' title='Aisle 25'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-115250763744510214</id><published>2006-07-10T00:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T01:00:37.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 24</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 24: Performance Art SuppliesEssay on Contact Improvisation "exersice" from Friday's class. To find out more on contact improv check out this.It is amazing what you learn about yourself after rolling around on the floor with fifty-five people that you have only known for three weeks. For that matter it is amazing what you learn about life from doing that. The contact improvisation “exercise”</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/115250763744510214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=115250763744510214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115250763744510214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115250763744510214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/07/aisle-24.html' title='Aisle 24'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-115248506869629127</id><published>2006-07-09T18:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T18:44:28.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 3</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 3: The Empty AisleWell, it's that time again. The time that I've been avoiding. I am going to have to go grocery shopping, whether I like it or not. I'm in a trnsitional phase right now. I'm pretty poor but soon I will be not as poor and soon after that I will be pretty darn comfortable. But that time, she is not now. However I need groceries. I need dinner and lunch for tomorrow, and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/115248506869629127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=115248506869629127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115248506869629127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115248506869629127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/07/aisle-3.html' title='Aisle 3'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-115101636102298226</id><published>2006-06-22T18:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T18:46:01.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 17</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 17: The Artsy Fartsy Aisle.This is going to be a short post. I know! A short LitSM! How can that be? But it is. I have much reading to do.Just wanted to mention one, ONE thing. I just had my second day of grad school. Both days I had to write a responce to the readings (it's what we do). Both times I mention punk, or something punk like. At first I was a bit taken aback. Why am I writing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/115101636102298226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=115101636102298226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115101636102298226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115101636102298226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/06/aisle-17.html' title='Aisle 17'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-115083492716508573</id><published>2006-06-20T15:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T16:22:07.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 24</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 24: Performance Art SuppliesWell it is officially time for me to start becoming pretentious. Let the grad school party year begin!I had orrientation yesterday. The faculty is wonderfully nice and facinating (even the areas I have no interest in drew me in). I met a bunch of people, several of whom seem to be just as freaked out as I am about the whole grad program at Tisch, so yay for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/115083492716508573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=115083492716508573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115083492716508573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115083492716508573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/06/aisle-24.html' title='Aisle 24'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-115063655024076275</id><published>2006-06-18T04:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T09:15:50.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 33</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 33: Tasty Beverage Aisle.Ok so short preamble. Let this aisle hence forth be the aisle I make any semi-inebriated posts onto. That being said, no I am not currently drunk. I am craving a cury though and it is ten of five as I type this out. I honestly don't think I can do the whole stay out at the bar till late in the three am hour all that often, as I get home way late. I'm sure once I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/115063655024076275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=115063655024076275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115063655024076275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/115063655024076275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/06/aisle-33.html' title='Aisle 33'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114999941165870609</id><published>2006-06-10T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T00:16:51.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 8</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 8: Candy AisleAh yes candy aisle. What love lorn things does the fuzzball have to ejaculate tonight? Actually, none. I just enjoy candy. I did, some how make an ex-potential jealous though which makes no sense, as the way I did so was by talking about a totally different ex-potential. I find this a bit silly as neither of the X-Ps know each other nor is it likely that anything will progress</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114999941165870609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114999941165870609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114999941165870609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114999941165870609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/06/aisle-8.html' title='Aisle 8'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114958188542807648</id><published>2006-06-06T04:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T04:21:44.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 34 and 3/4</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 34 and 3/4 : The Bargin Music BinI'm pretending to pack right now. Actually I've already wrote that. I had a pretty good entry lined up but clicked the wrong spot and lost the whole entry. So let me start all over. Yay.Basically I was explaining how I was sitting in the dark, sipping a guiness and listening to random songs from my computer. One of the songs happened to be X's "The Unheard </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114958188542807648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114958188542807648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114958188542807648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114958188542807648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/06/aisle-34-and-34.html' title='Aisle 34 and 3/4'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114921890892481300</id><published>2006-06-01T23:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T23:28:30.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 16</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 16: Greating CardsWell, I was going about the large task of packing my room up for the great move of 2006 and, as is customary, I came across all the letters my uber-ex sent me. Letters, cards, notes, poems, short stories, photos and so forth, all of them. I decided the smart thing would be to go through them all. Read each and every letter and then throw them out. Kind of a great purging </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114921890892481300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114921890892481300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114921890892481300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114921890892481300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/06/aisle-16.html' title='Aisle 16'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114782445317317498</id><published>2006-05-16T19:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T20:07:33.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 11</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 11: Canned MeatSpam. SPAM!!! Spam. (Please re-read those three words and allow a four second pause between each Spam, also please read aloud, thank you, the management)So why for I bring up the greatest man made meat by product? Is it international spam day? Is it July? Cause that is when Spam Jam is. Yes there is a festival dealing with spam and it's some time (randomly it seems) in July. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114782445317317498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114782445317317498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114782445317317498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114782445317317498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/05/aisle-11.html' title='Aisle 11'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114730887616602530</id><published>2006-05-10T20:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T20:54:36.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 22</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 22: Travel Size Toiletries.   So... three weeks till I am homeless. Yep... fun fun fun in the sun sun sun with a shot gun gun. Friday I go down to check out a place in the Bronx (I think I'm meeting with a broker which is so not cool) and later that night I'm heading... some where... to check out a place that needs more roommates. Only thing is I've sent out about ten emails in the past 24 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114730887616602530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114730887616602530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114730887616602530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114730887616602530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/05/aisle-22.html' title='Aisle 22'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114694738151097394</id><published>2006-05-06T15:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T16:29:41.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 34 and 3/4</title><summary type='text'>           Aisle 34 and 3/4: The Bargin Music BinWell my mp3 player is on the fritz. Go fig. Perfectly timed too, I just managed to put on the new Streets album and then poof. It freazes up now and then, mainly when either Regina Spektor or Portishead pops on. Oh well, I'll send it back see if they can fix it or something.Music tends to drive my life, more so than any of my other pasions. Sure I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114694738151097394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114694738151097394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114694738151097394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114694738151097394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/05/aisle-34-and-34.html' title='Aisle 34 and 3/4'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114661949581727079</id><published>2006-05-02T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T21:24:56.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 8</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 8: Candy Aisle   Nothing tastes as bitter as losing out on something potentially good and then forcing yourself to be ok about it. It's like reaching for an atomic fireball and grabbing a warhead and trying to readjust to the taste when what you should do is just spit the goddamn thing out of your mouth. I've reached that point in life I think.I'm sitting here at my night library job </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114661949581727079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114661949581727079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114661949581727079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114661949581727079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/05/aisle-8.html' title='Aisle 8'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114614927605950638</id><published>2006-04-27T09:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T10:47:56.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 27</title><summary type='text'>            Aisle 27: The Best Seller/Stationary aisle    Yep at work again. Let us call this entry the scribblings at the library.I took a good long look at this blog a day or two ago and I am still trying to figure out the format of it. This should be something I know right off the bat. Just about every blog I've read has a central theme, be it about cats, comic, and music, about the woes of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114614927605950638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114614927605950638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114614927605950638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114614927605950638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/04/aisle-27_27.html' title='Aisle 27'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114611420839738046</id><published>2006-04-27T00:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T09:01:04.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 9</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 9: Poptarts and Apple SauceSo like I said on my myspace blog (which is www.myspace.com/hairballofdoom ifin you want to check that out), I am inebriated and am going to explain the randomocity of my life.You see my life seems to be largely influenced by happenstance. All of my apartments h ave sort of landed in my lap out of no where. I ended up applying to Southern because I wanted to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114611420839738046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114611420839738046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114611420839738046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114611420839738046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/04/aisle-9.html' title='Aisle 9'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114540932706422359</id><published>2006-04-18T20:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T21:15:27.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 14</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 14: Seasonal Aisle.I do declaire it is a mighty bit stiffling in this here book depository. I do think I've got me a case of tha vapores.  Hepiscoti, could you freshen up my mint julip? That's a good man. Oh and Hepiscoti retrieve for me my walkin' cane, them honary chil'n are gettin' a mighty bit too close to the porch for my comfort, I may have to give them a poke.And this is just a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114540932706422359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114540932706422359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114540932706422359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114540932706422359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/04/aisle-14.html' title='Aisle 14'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114530778347925627</id><published>2006-04-17T11:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T17:03:03.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 27</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 27: The Best Seller/Stationary aisle   Shhhh... I'm suppose to be doing actual work right now... but I figure what the hay? I'm going to jot down random notes on this here blog as I work throughout the day. Why? Because it keeps me awake.11:04 am... books. Books upon books. They will never end...I've decided that if I ever work in a library again I want to work in either public service or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114530778347925627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114530778347925627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114530778347925627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114530778347925627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/04/aisle-27.html' title='Aisle 27'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114472848817130497</id><published>2006-04-10T23:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T00:08:08.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 22</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 22: Travel Size Toiletries.   Ugh... every single decent/cheep apartment I look at that has a roommate  is barred from me because  it's some one looking for a female roommate. Was it so odd that two of my first apartment type roommates were girls? Does this not happen in normal society? Was I just living with two freaks? Well I was, but still! I want an apartment gosh darnit!I've subcumbed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114472848817130497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114472848817130497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114472848817130497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114472848817130497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/04/aisle-22.html' title='Aisle 22'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114436489857950027</id><published>2006-04-06T18:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T19:08:18.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 12</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 12: Medicine aisle.I am sick. I have the sickness. THE SICKNESS!!! How did I get this? Who was the ebola monkey? It seems to be my room mate. He got sick from a co-worker, I got sick from him, hopefully I'll get our other roommate sick and all my co-workers as well. I am pestilence!! I bring upon you all runny noses, and hacking coughs!Now the normal person would take this time to relax, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114436489857950027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114436489857950027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114436489857950027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114436489857950027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/04/aisle-12.html' title='Aisle 12'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114419935662655749</id><published>2006-04-04T19:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T21:09:16.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 17</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 17: The Artsy Fartsy Aisle.Ah good old aisle 17. Look at it. Glorious isn't it? We've got all the makings of an uber art snob right down here. Fresh indie music, plucked from the finest commercial air waves, popular underground books that scream out the ideas of by gone thinkers (just with Atari games and 80's cartoons instead of Greek Mythology), art work that dares the viewer into even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114419935662655749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114419935662655749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114419935662655749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114419935662655749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/04/aisle-17.html' title='Aisle 17'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114410482150461219</id><published>2006-04-03T18:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T18:53:41.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 6</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 6: Bargin Bin InsanityMan I'm staying in this aisle for a bit too long. With reason sort of. I've been thinking and freaking out about way too much.  Looking for an apartment, looking for financial aid, looking for couches to sleep on, looking for roommates. Trying to figure out where the hell I'm going.Things are all up in the air. All up in the air. Multiple things and they are falling, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114410482150461219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114410482150461219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114410482150461219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114410482150461219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/04/aisle-6_03.html' title='Aisle 6'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114409660689354979</id><published>2006-04-03T16:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T16:36:46.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 6</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 6: Bargin Bin InsanityNuts to this, this situation that's not even in existance! Gah! Shoot me.I've been thinking too much again. I really need to find a way to not do this.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114409660689354979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114409660689354979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114409660689354979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114409660689354979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/04/aisle-6.html' title='Aisle 6'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114372120632712397</id><published>2006-03-30T06:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T07:20:06.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 22</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 22: Travel Size Toiletries.   In the last week of May I'm moving to New York. How I am doing this is a mystery to me. It really is. I'm attempting to save as much as I can, though this is quite difficult at the moment,  and finding an apartment that I can keep my cat at is becoming a hassel as well.The most disturbing thing is that I have no clue what I'm going to do for money once I get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114372120632712397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114372120632712397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114372120632712397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114372120632712397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/03/aisle-22.html' title='Aisle 22'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114066489431066588</id><published>2006-02-22T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T22:21:34.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 6</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 6 : Bargin Bin InsanityListening to internet radio and they're playing the Ramones. Some how when ever I hear the Ramones I know everything is going to be alright. I've been through some dark and scary things and the Ramones were there to help me get through it all realatively unscathed.I remember as a teenager riding the bus into jr. high or high school and having my Ramones tape cranked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114066489431066588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114066489431066588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114066489431066588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114066489431066588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/02/aisle-6.html' title='Aisle 6'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-114039572129767957</id><published>2006-02-19T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T19:35:21.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 7</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 7 : Baking NeedsUgh... I am here by never allowed to  cook chicken ever, ever again. I thought the chicken I was cooking was fully cooked. I cut it, saw no goo or blood. Saw the piece I had was thouroughly cooked, and then I  actually started to eat the chicken. I thought wrong, very, very wrong. The chicken was cooked half way through. I am now attempting to nope be sick. Oh how I hate the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/114039572129767957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=114039572129767957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114039572129767957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/114039572129767957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/02/aisle-7.html' title='Aisle 7'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-113916249944370673</id><published>2006-02-05T12:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T13:10:25.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>34 and 1/4</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 34 and 1/4: The Movie Shelf.I had a little get together yesterday. This was one of the first get togethers I've had for a long, long time. 'Twas a movie party. I showed Battle Royal 1 &amp; 2, made some food had some friends come over and we all enjoyed the insainty of the two flicks. However both movies are long, so in the futre I will have to pick one short film and one long film, or two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/113916249944370673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=113916249944370673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/113916249944370673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/113916249944370673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/02/34-and-14.html' title='34 and 1/4'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-113805980444034432</id><published>2006-01-23T18:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T19:49:48.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 27</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 27: The Best Seller/Stationary aisleI've been called into work the night shift at the library. What joy. To add onto this I am working by my lonesome and have a large back log of reserves to digitize. Will any of this get done tonight? Well I'm getting one part of one of the larger packets done, so that's something. But other than that I'm just working the circulation desk.Yep. Working the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/113805980444034432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=113805980444034432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/113805980444034432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/113805980444034432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/01/aisle-27.html' title='Aisle 27'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-113796591850782175</id><published>2006-01-22T16:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T16:38:46.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 34 and 3/4</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 34 and 3/4: The Bargin Music BinLast Friday I finally saw Gogol Bordello, quite possibly one of my favorite bands ever. Very great band, great stage presence, great music, bad mics. I mean the mics kept cutting out on the band it was total shite.Everytime I go to a concert I look at it from a sound designer's point of view, despite the fact I am a novice at sound design. Stll, I listen to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/113796591850782175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=113796591850782175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/113796591850782175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/113796591850782175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2006/01/aisle-34-and-34.html' title='Aisle 34 and 3/4'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-113557911960458879</id><published>2005-12-26T01:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T01:38:39.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 6</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 6: Bargin Bin InsanityPOPtArTS OF DOOM AND DESSEMATION!!!!!Originality is slowly being killed off.I still dislike yuppie preppy kids.I would like a baggel.I'm going to start something soon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/113557911960458879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=113557911960458879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/113557911960458879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/113557911960458879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/12/aisle-6.html' title='Aisle 6'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-113497141307264234</id><published>2005-12-19T00:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T00:50:13.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 8</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 8: Candy AisleSitting on my bed listening to Magnetic Fields' 69 Love Songs part 1. I'm in this, not a funk, but something like it. I'm not unhappy, or upset. I'm not frustrated, I'm lonely? I don't know. I'm at odds with myself, that's for sure.There's a girl I've been friends with for several years that, because of a few dumb moves on my part, I no longer have in my life. It's kind of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/113497141307264234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=113497141307264234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/113497141307264234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/113497141307264234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/12/aisle-8.html' title='Aisle 8'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-113466221264215266</id><published>2005-12-15T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T10:56:52.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 15</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 15: The Lost Aisle of the Abdura IslandsDay 3: It has been three days since we have washed ashore on this island. The morale of the crew is surprisingly high, considering our situation. We hope to be rescued within a forthnight, possibly sooner if a passing ship notices the beacons we have set up. As for the possibilty of reparing the ship, it is highly improbable. The hull of the ship has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/113466221264215266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=113466221264215266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/113466221264215266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/113466221264215266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/12/aisle-15.html' title='Aisle 15'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-113461226378046685</id><published>2005-12-14T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T21:04:23.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 9</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 9: Poptarts and Apple SauceWell after forgetting that I have this blog for a few months I return! So what's happened these past few months. Lots. Lots and lots. But that is neither here nor there.  That was a few months ago.Let me just say that if I could make a coat it would be fashioned out of poptarts and apple sauce. it would be a tastey coat.This shall be a tiny post as I have mucho </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/113461226378046685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=113461226378046685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/113461226378046685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/113461226378046685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/12/aisle-9.html' title='Aisle 9'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-112456036510855982</id><published>2005-08-20T13:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T13:52:45.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 5</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 5: StationaryWell it's been a bit now hasn't it? Yeah after finishing up my thesis and graduating I've been at a loss for words. I'm kind of just finding my way around again.It's interesting, the from the last day of exams to about two weeks after graduating I felt incredibly light headed. Everything looked new and interesting yet it all was exactly the same. A large pot of stress had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/112456036510855982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=112456036510855982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/112456036510855982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/112456036510855982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/08/aisle-5.html' title='Aisle 5'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-112144959908660580</id><published>2005-07-15T13:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T13:46:39.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 34 and 3/4</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 34 and 3/4 Bargin Music BinThanks to SugarSnit I've been tagged.Here are the five songs I am currently digging, in the order they came to mind:HaHa-Mates of StateIncentive-Lisa RahonSmells Like Teen Spirit-Bad Plus (it's a jazz cover!!!)Half Jack-Dresden DollsHouse of the Rising Sun-AnimalsOk, now I'm going to tag five people.You should list five songs that you are currently digging, post </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/112144959908660580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=112144959908660580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/112144959908660580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/112144959908660580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/07/aisle-34-and-34.html' title='Aisle 34 and 3/4'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-111443244927981972</id><published>2005-04-25T08:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T08:34:09.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 6</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 6: Bargin Insanity AisleSo I woke up this morning at five. At six I was fully awake. This is not a normal thing for me. I would like to say my body is turning over a new leaf and kicking into productive mode. However, in reality I'm going to say that it is because I drank a wee bit of alcohol last night. When ever I drink enough to get pleasently buzzed I wake up early and uber refreshed. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/111443244927981972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=111443244927981972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/111443244927981972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/111443244927981972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/04/aisle-6.html' title='Aisle 6'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-111262795740398617</id><published>2005-04-04T11:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T11:19:17.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 21</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 21: Various DrinksCan life get much better than this?http://www.drinknation.com/barbook/ingredients/tang.phpMix drink recipies with TANG!!!So far my favorites are the Fuzzy Astronaut and God that Tang Burns.I must go shoping!!!Sadly there is nothing for ovalteen or yoohoo. But still Tang-a-licious!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/111262795740398617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=111262795740398617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/111262795740398617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/111262795740398617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/04/aisle-21.html' title='Aisle 21'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-111223696694500817</id><published>2005-03-30T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T21:42:46.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 4</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 4: The Pet AisleBats. Bats use echolocation. Echolocation involves sound waves emitted by the bat coming in contact with an object. Once contact is made a new set of waves (the echo) rebounds off of the object and returns to the bat. Through interpratation of the sound waves a bat can figure out what the hell is in front of her, no mater the visibility issues at hand.Now if I repeat that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/111223696694500817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=111223696694500817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/111223696694500817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/111223696694500817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/03/aisle-4.html' title='Aisle 4'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-111162032047041366</id><published>2005-03-23T18:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T18:25:20.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 27</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 27: The Best Seller/Stationary aisleOh yeah I finished my thesis, now I have to catch up on missed work and resubmit my prospectus (don't even try to ask why), and scribble up some form of abstract. Oh and schedule my defense. I'm going to be busy, once I start doing things.Ah procrastination, my good old friend.As for current weather update, it's snowing. Yes, that's right. It is SNOWING </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/111162032047041366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=111162032047041366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/111162032047041366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/111162032047041366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/03/aisle-27.html' title='Aisle 27'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-111109205786840552</id><published>2005-03-17T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T15:40:57.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Costumer Service Center</title><summary type='text'>Costumer Service Center: ComplaintsSo what the hell? People have pissed me off way too much lately. I'm not an easily annoyed person either. It's just I have all this stuff on me right now that one little poke will send me spiraling down the road of screaming.So what was the poke? It doesn't matter really. It's just a pet peeve of mine, which is about some one else's pet peeve. I get annoyed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/111109205786840552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=111109205786840552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/111109205786840552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/111109205786840552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/03/costumer-service-center.html' title='Costumer Service Center'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-111036272468106325</id><published>2005-03-09T05:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T05:05:24.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 6</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 6: Bargin Bin Insanity Aisle.Yeah i've been snowed in at the radio station. Worked on my thesis alot. Am close to finishing it. Very tired yet all the couches are occupied. I need sleep and warmth. I should have left for home along long time ago, but now I was lazy. Now I'm stuck here on campus. With an eight o'clock call for a high school matinee. Very dreadfull busieness.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/111036272468106325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=111036272468106325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/111036272468106325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/111036272468106325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/03/aisle-6.html' title='Aisle 6'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-110996141982936214</id><published>2005-03-04T13:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T13:36:59.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 12</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 12: MedicineCough cough, hack hack. Ahcoo! Hack, cough, sputter, dry heave.. pant pant pant pant.Sex and being sick, some of the best noises imaginable.If this illness keeps up for another week I'm going to start calling it consumption and carry a hankerchief with me where ever I go.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/110996141982936214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=110996141982936214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110996141982936214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110996141982936214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/03/aisle-12.html' title='Aisle 12'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-110983157045300410</id><published>2005-03-03T01:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T13:37:46.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 12</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 12: MedicineI'm sick. I hardly ever admit that, so when I say I'm sick I'm very sick. I'm also stressed out. I have way too much on my plate right now, and I lost a week some how and now everything is due. I'm quickly becoming a wreak. I need a vacation to get better and then go back to working on stuff. My thesis is just about done. It's not actually finished I just need to write up one or</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/110983157045300410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=110983157045300410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110983157045300410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110983157045300410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/03/aisle-12_03.html' title='Aisle 12'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-110929602164778373</id><published>2005-02-24T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T13:38:53.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 23</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 23: French Philosophy (again, modern)I have this paper due in my modern french philosophy tomorrow, and well yeah, no clue how to write it. The interesting thing is that the school will most likely be closed tomorrow, due to snow. So what the heck am I suppose to do? I might not be able to get to school to email the paper to the professor but I'm not sure I'll beable to write it out tonight</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/110929602164778373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=110929602164778373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110929602164778373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110929602164778373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/02/aisle-23.html' title='Aisle 23'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-110900565604349420</id><published>2005-02-21T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T13:39:37.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 6</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 6: Bargin Insanity AsileIt is snowing outside. The school should be closed. Well it is closed, but the library's open. I'm the only student worker in at the moment, also the only circulation worker in the whole building. I leave in an hour. My brain is bubbling just like my stomach is. I've been in this institution for four years. Four years. Four years with the same job, with the same bull</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/110900565604349420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=110900565604349420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110900565604349420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110900565604349420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/02/aisle-6.html' title='Aisle 6'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-110894339017092993</id><published>2005-02-20T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T13:40:05.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 27</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 27: The Best Seller/Stationary AsileSo I have decided never to say the phrase, "Can I help you?" while working at the circ. desk, the reserves section yeah, but not at circ. It's just that every time I ask some one that they just stare blankly and thrusts books towards me. What would they like me to do with these books? Check them in, check them out, eat them? It makes so little sense. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/110894339017092993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=110894339017092993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110894339017092993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110894339017092993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/02/aisle-27.html' title='Aisle 27'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-110844656185484130</id><published>2005-02-15T00:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T13:40:32.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 34 and 3/4</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 34 and 3/4: Bargin Music BinCurrent song in brain...Where is my mind?~The PixiesOoooooh - stopWith your feet in the air and your head on the groundTry this trick and spin it, yeahYour head will collapseBut there's nothing in itAnd you'll ask yourselfWhere is my mind [3x]Way out in the waterSee it swimmin'I was swimmin' in theCarribeanAnimals were hiding behind the rockExcept the little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/110844656185484130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=110844656185484130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110844656185484130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110844656185484130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/02/aisle-34-and-34.html' title='Aisle 34 and 3/4'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-110834271116490658</id><published>2005-02-13T19:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T13:41:14.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 10</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 10: Soft Goods (tee hee)Today soft goods relates to asses. Why? Because I need to rant about something, and for the most part asses are soft and would be found in the soft good department.What do I have against the prosteriors of those around me? Nothing really. It is more that I have this need to rant about sweat pants. Sweat pants which have various words written on the ass of the wearer.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/110834271116490658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=110834271116490658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110834271116490658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110834271116490658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/02/aisle-10.html' title='Aisle 10'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-110833684275825280</id><published>2005-02-13T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T13:41:40.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 15</title><summary type='text'>Aisle 15: The Lost Asile of the Abdura IslandsDay sixty-five. Found a letter wedged in between a grouping of three rocks, over by the ambula grove. I'm in the process of trying to decode the letter, however the hand writing is sloppy. I believe it to be some form of cry for help. The author of the text went to great lenghts to cover both sides of the paper in scrawl. What could it mean?In other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/110833684275825280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=110833684275825280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110833684275825280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110833684275825280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/02/aisle-15.html' title='Aisle 15'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-110809565268602707</id><published>2005-02-10T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T23:20:52.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Asile Two</title><summary type='text'>Asile Two: http://www.weebls-stuff.com/toons/55/Look at the mess in asile two. Asile two, that's where we saw the Rague! There's so much Rague!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/110809565268602707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=110809565268602707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110809565268602707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110809565268602707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/02/asile-two.html' title='Asile Two'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-110771310952495523</id><published>2005-02-06T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T13:05:09.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Asile 7</title><summary type='text'>A return to Asile 7: Baking NeedsRock on! I roasted a chicken!! It was tastey and it wasn't burnt. Moist and juicy, and now I have food for a few days. First chicken experience was a-ok! Now it's time to step it up a few notches and make more intense chicken! Chicken a la Southern Comfort!!! There must be a recipe, there simply must!I think Tuesday I'll make a curry.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/110771310952495523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=110771310952495523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110771310952495523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110771310952495523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/02/asile-7.html' title='Asile 7'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-110763230783409415</id><published>2005-02-05T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T14:38:27.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Asile 34 and 3/4</title><summary type='text'>Asile 34 and 3/4 the Bargin Music BinDid a first run of my show "Dead Air." Went kind of well had a lot to play, some stuff to talk about. Felt as good as when I was working at the other station. I don't know I just love three hour slots. So much music. So much opertunity to switch into several genres and cover a hell of alot of musical tastes.I've noticed that my musical tastes have changed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/110763230783409415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=110763230783409415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110763230783409415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110763230783409415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/02/asile-34-and-34.html' title='Asile 34 and 3/4'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-110718124605345076</id><published>2005-01-31T09:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T09:20:46.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Asile 10</title><summary type='text'>Asile 10-Soft GoodsPlease don't squeeze the baby, he's not ripe yet.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/110718124605345076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=110718124605345076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110718124605345076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110718124605345076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/01/asile-10.html' title='Asile 10'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-110713436622392561</id><published>2005-01-30T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T20:19:26.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Asile 3</title><summary type='text'>Asile 3 the empty asile.The empty asile that is my cuboard. I need to go grocery shopping yet I need a bigger pay check to do that. Oddly enough I'd be fine if I didn't have to pay off school bills. Darn you school for sucking my money away! So, it's rice and pasta for the next few days. Could be worse. I haven't had to crack open that can of SPAM yet. Woe onto me  when that day comes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/110713436622392561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=110713436622392561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110713436622392561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110713436622392561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/01/asile-3.html' title='Asile 3'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-110678703949235580</id><published>2005-01-26T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T19:50:39.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Asile 23</title><summary type='text'>Asile 23-French Philosophy (Modern that is)Same great taste, NOW 35% less fat! 100% Real Fruit Juice! Completely frustrating.Taking a modern french philosophy class seemed like a great idea. I like french culture. I can read (some) french. I love the existential thought and the theory of absurdity. However, I have never taken an actual philosophy course what-so-ever. No intro just classes that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/110678703949235580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=110678703949235580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110678703949235580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110678703949235580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/01/asile-23.html' title='Asile 23'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-110545317563172953</id><published>2005-01-11T09:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T13:38:24.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aisle 7</title><summary type='text'>What do we find down good old aisle seven? Well seems like it's baking needs. Harumph. Really wish I had time to bake, or just cook for that matter. I have all the esentials for my kick ass stir fry, steak, a wide aray of vegetables and... soup. I just need some reason to cook, aside from hunger. Like a dinner party or just some one to come over and eat food with. A good dinner deserves good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/110545317563172953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=110545317563172953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110545317563172953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110545317563172953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2005/01/aisle-7.html' title='Aisle 7'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-110435541507646311</id><published>2004-12-29T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T10:59:58.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's going to Disney Land!!!</title><summary type='text'>Yup you guessed it some one is going to Disney Land in Florida! And the lucky person is.... my ex-girlfriend!!! Her loving new boyfriend is sweeping her off to the land of Mickey Mouse. Interesting news. Found out from her little sister, who still IMs me from time to time. Oh this ex-girlfriend. Messed me up beyond repare, more so than the ordinary exs of the world.Here's the background:We met</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/110435541507646311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=110435541507646311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110435541507646311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110435541507646311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2004/12/guess-whos-going-to-disney-land.html' title='Guess who&apos;s going to Disney Land!!!'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9824988.post-110426642632067576</id><published>2004-12-28T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T15:40:26.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Specialty Aisle!</title><summary type='text'>I'm just going to hit this running. Changes will happen as soon as I get a second to breath.Who am I? I'm a undergraduate theatre major who'd rather be some where else.Where would I like to be? Possibly in New York, or Chicago, or prehaps Philidelphia, most likely I'd rather be in another country all together. Ireland, Scotland, and England are three prime places that I'd rather be at right </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/feeds/110426642632067576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9824988&amp;postID=110426642632067576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110426642632067576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9824988/posts/default/110426642632067576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lost-in-a-super-market.blogspot.com/2004/12/welcome-to-specialty-aisle.html' title='Welcome to the Specialty Aisle!'/><author><name>HairballofDoom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14286347870179440143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1079/634251136_c51f2f1d19_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
