<?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-7845952408593403100</id><updated>2011-08-03T07:47:39.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday in the Single Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everydayinthesinglelife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7845952408593403100/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everydayinthesinglelife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mikael</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845952408593403100.post-6260423346985644994</id><published>2008-04-10T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T13:44:01.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>Today was a strange day. In a good and bad way. So, I'm at work (my real job) and this qt is standing there biting her finger, trying to decide what DVD to buy. Being the go-to-guy for movies at work, I casually walk over and ask, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Anything I can help you with?"&lt;/span&gt; She turns and looks up at me, still with her perfectly manicured pink and tanned digit in her full-lipped mouth, smiles and says, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Only if you think you can handle it."&lt;/span&gt; My jaw dropped. What can I tell you. She was a little Goddess. What do you say to a girl that says something like that to you while you're at work and off guard? I did my best to compose myself quickly. She knew she was fully in control of the situation and giggled as she watched me fumbling for the ultimate  reply.  This is the shitty part:  Just when I open my mouth to say something, over walks her boyfriend! UNREAL!! Why do women do such things? Because they can? You see now? This is why I'm single by choice. For one thing this little hottie was probably around 21-22, so she's certainly not girlfriend material for me, anyway. But, that's not the point. The point is I get looks from girls like her more than from women my own age. It's a catch 22. Drop-dead hotties with no brains look my way. This type is nothing but trouble. I know all too from experience. If I could find a woman my own age with brains and looks again, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; give it a shot. But, then again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7845952408593403100-6260423346985644994?l=everydayinthesinglelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everydayinthesinglelife.blogspot.com/feeds/6260423346985644994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everydayinthesinglelife.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-3.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7845952408593403100/posts/default/6260423346985644994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7845952408593403100/posts/default/6260423346985644994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everydayinthesinglelife.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Mikael</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845952408593403100.post-345676294112980313</id><published>2008-04-07T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T08:04:44.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I've started a new blogsite called 'Blog Hog 24/7'. It's about celebrity dirt, gossip, etc. that everyone loves to hear. Hopefully it will take off and I'll get tons of sponsors and make millions! It must be nice living that kind of life; waking up in the morning/afternoon and not having to worry about how close it is to rent day or dreding clocking in at a dead end job. But, I can't complain too much. I'm not starving and I have a roof over my head. I'm single and can do as I please, more or less. It's a beautiful day and I think I'll get out and enjoy it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7845952408593403100-345676294112980313?l=everydayinthesinglelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everydayinthesinglelife.blogspot.com/feeds/345676294112980313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everydayinthesinglelife.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7845952408593403100/posts/default/345676294112980313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7845952408593403100/posts/default/345676294112980313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everydayinthesinglelife.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Mikael</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7845952408593403100.post-663963609010218639</id><published>2008-04-04T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T11:53:54.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, here I am again. Blogging on yet another new site where I can share my inner world with the outside world and see if anyone can make sense of it for me. I've been single for quite some time, BUT it's my choice. I got tired of jumping from relationship to relationship. This is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;"me time"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I've missed it, and I'm having fun alone. If you're out there thinking to yourself, "Gee, I'm lonely. I can't go on another day without a boy/girl friend." I'm here to say BULLSHIT! Snap out of it, and realize what you now possess. You can do, go, spend, say, ask, look, be, wherever, whatever, whenever you like! That's powerful stuff, my friends! Enjoy it now, because before you know it, some beautiful stranger will come into your life and take it all away.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7845952408593403100-663963609010218639?l=everydayinthesinglelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everydayinthesinglelife.blogspot.com/feeds/663963609010218639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everydayinthesinglelife.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7845952408593403100/posts/default/663963609010218639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7845952408593403100/posts/default/663963609010218639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everydayinthesinglelife.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Mikael</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
