<?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-14178207</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:23:43.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Did This Today</title><subtitle type='html'>These are all true.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-6980205874405264647</id><published>2008-01-03T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T19:10:39.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I got pissed off when I read a snippet from what I thought was Roger Ebert's review of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;There Will Be Blood&lt;/span&gt;, but which turned out to be his review of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I Want Someone to Eat Cheese With&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-6980205874405264647?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6980205874405264647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=6980205874405264647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/6980205874405264647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/6980205874405264647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-i-got-pissed-off-when-i-read.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-4043891248362885471</id><published>2007-09-26T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T09:40:34.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I drove past a man reading a newspaper outside of a café who was wearing a shirt that said, "Does this condom make me look fat?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-4043891248362885471?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4043891248362885471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=4043891248362885471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/4043891248362885471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/4043891248362885471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-i-drove-past-man-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-116024458062425332</id><published>2006-10-07T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T11:09:40.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I went home and heard my father say "Bless America" in place of "God damnit" while watching a football game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-116024458062425332?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/116024458062425332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=116024458062425332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/116024458062425332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/116024458062425332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-i-went-home-and-heard-my-father.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-115829718534047991</id><published>2006-09-14T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:13:05.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I received a graded assignment that had points marked off for my decision to label a picture "strangler" instead of "stranger".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-115829718534047991?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/115829718534047991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=115829718534047991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/115829718534047991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/115829718534047991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-i-received-graded-assignment.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-114782878702450390</id><published>2006-05-16T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T20:48:06.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I went to a concert, purchased the band's album after the show, got on a bus to go home and looked out the window to see the bassist weeping in a phone booth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-114782878702450390?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-114773357302473818</id><published>2006-05-15T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T20:48:36.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I received an e-mail from an individual falsely claiming to be selling root beer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-114773357302473818?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/114773357302473818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=114773357302473818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/114773357302473818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/114773357302473818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-i-received-yet-another-e-mail.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-114435906174268941</id><published>2006-04-06T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T14:31:01.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I used the bathroom at a local Borders, and on the wall of my stall was written, "the serious issue of sexual abuse + harassment of women + girls by men + youths must be addressed by society.  people we must organize to fight the sexual pervert menace."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-114435906174268941?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/114435906174268941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=114435906174268941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/114435906174268941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/114435906174268941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-i-used-bathroom-at-local-borders.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-114427625176359054</id><published>2006-04-05T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T15:30:51.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I played a free game of pinball after a man walked up to the machine I was sitting next to, inserted two coins, and immediately walked away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-114427625176359054?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/114427625176359054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=114427625176359054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/114427625176359054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/114427625176359054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-i-played-free-game-of-pinball_05.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-114337739530792720</id><published>2006-03-26T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T04:49:55.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I went to the library to write a paper on Edmund Burke and the computer lab was so quiet that I could hear the person across from me listening to the Mortal Kombat theme on their headphones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-114337739530792720?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/114337739530792720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=114337739530792720' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/114337739530792720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/114337739530792720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-i-went-to-library-to-write-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-114140200363921608</id><published>2006-03-03T07:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T08:09:08.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I contributed to a two-hour discussion of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Troilus &amp; Cressida&lt;/span&gt; by choosing to offer up the phrase, "Yeah, Fleetwood Mac."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-114140200363921608?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/114140200363921608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=114140200363921608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/114140200363921608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/114140200363921608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-i-contributed-to-two-hour_03.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-113995237404944202</id><published>2006-02-14T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T14:21:29.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I ate at KFC and the kid's meal toy was an "Amazing Secret Box".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-113995237404944202?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/113995237404944202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=113995237404944202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/113995237404944202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/113995237404944202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-i-ate-at-kfc-and-kids-meal-toy.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-113995222770155910</id><published>2006-01-11T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T13:25:07.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I stole an old, hardened rubber band from a box of microfiches in a public library.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-113995222770155910?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/113995222770155910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=113995222770155910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/113995222770155910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/113995222770155910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2006/01/today-i-stole-old-hardened-rubber-band.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-113414414066890192</id><published>2005-12-09T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T08:02:20.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I got into an argument with a woman from France about the official title of a Dracula film from 1958, and at the end of the conversation she called me a "fuckhead".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-113414414066890192?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/113414414066890192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=113414414066890192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/113414414066890192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/113414414066890192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-i-got-into-argument-with-woman.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-112940904000249656</id><published>2005-10-15T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T13:44:00.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I ate dinner with a cousin I hadn't seen in over ten years at a restaurant that delivered the food on conveyor belts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-112940904000249656?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112940904000249656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=112940904000249656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112940904000249656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112940904000249656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2005/10/today-i-ate-dinner-with-cousin-i-hadnt.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-112835412631059356</id><published>2005-09-17T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T08:42:06.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I moved to a different country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-112835412631059356?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112835412631059356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=112835412631059356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112835412631059356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112835412631059356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-i-moved-to-different-country.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-112663371500154503</id><published>2005-09-13T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T10:48:35.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I retired the shoes I'd been wearing since the summer after 8th grade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-112663371500154503?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112663371500154503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=112663371500154503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112663371500154503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112663371500154503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-i-retired-shoes-id-been-wearing.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-112621627404867644</id><published>2005-09-08T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T14:51:14.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I lied to a man about attending a college basketball game while he felt my testicles for lumps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-112621627404867644?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112621627404867644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=112621627404867644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112621627404867644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112621627404867644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-i-lied-to-man-about-attending.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-112604838926268904</id><published>2005-09-06T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T16:13:09.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today my 4th grade teacher gave me a hug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-112604838926268904?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112604838926268904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=112604838926268904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112604838926268904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112604838926268904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-my-4th-grade-teacher-gave-me-hug.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-112395174278054981</id><published>2005-08-13T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T20:49:29.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I sat in someone's house, took care of their dog, and gave myself a stomachache from eating so many bowls of cereal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-112395174278054981?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112395174278054981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=112395174278054981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112395174278054981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112395174278054981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2005/08/today-i-sat-in-someones-house-took.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-112378001371270728</id><published>2005-08-11T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T10:06:53.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I used exfoliating facewash that was provided in the public bathroom of a Christian bookstore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-112378001371270728?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112378001371270728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=112378001371270728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112378001371270728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112378001371270728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2005/08/today-i-used-exfoliating-facewash-that.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-112295804869197209</id><published>2005-08-01T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T20:49:47.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I stayed in an apartment alone and read David Mamet plays out loud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-112295804869197209?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112295804869197209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=112295804869197209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112295804869197209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112295804869197209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2005/08/today-i-stayed-in-apartment-alone-and.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-112285772774591254</id><published>2005-07-31T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T20:51:01.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today a policeman came to my door asking whether I knew a Carlos Rodriguez, to which I replied no, and then later realized that the friend of a friend who had previously been staying in my apartment for a few days had been named Carlos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-112285772774591254?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112285772774591254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=112285772774591254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112285772774591254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112285772774591254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-policeman-came-to-my-door-asking.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-112256940284981976</id><published>2005-07-28T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T09:50:15.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I watched a movie that mildly touched on the ethics of stem cell research, and at the end the scientist-villain was hanged by a wire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-112256940284981976?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112256940284981976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=112256940284981976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112256940284981976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112256940284981976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-i-watched-movie-that-mildly.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-112249776499787941</id><published>2005-07-27T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T13:56:05.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I watched a mentally handicapped man stroke the neck and earlobes of a boy sitting in front of him for over an hour on my ride home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-112249776499787941?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112249776499787941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=112249776499787941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112249776499787941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112249776499787941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-i-watched-mentally-handicapped.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-112241130277998340</id><published>2005-07-25T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T20:51:39.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I went to a water park, and every fifteen minutes a whistle blew, signalling for everyone to get out of the wave pool so the lifeguards could sift for dead bodies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-112241130277998340?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112241130277998340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=112241130277998340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112241130277998340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112241130277998340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-i-went-to-water-park-and-every.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-112173444287867964</id><published>2005-07-18T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T17:54:02.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I quit my job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-112173444287867964?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112173444287867964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=112173444287867964' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112173444287867964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112173444287867964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-i-quit-my-job.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-112157126015825459</id><published>2005-07-16T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T20:34:20.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today a mosh pit formed around me at a concert and I was thrown to the ground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-112157126015825459?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112157126015825459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=112157126015825459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112157126015825459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112157126015825459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-mosh-pit-formed-around-me-at.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-112147824346091769</id><published>2005-07-15T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T18:44:03.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I got a job canvassing for a state-wide enviromental group, and when the interviewer asked what the biggest problem in society is and how to solve it, I said "environmental issues" and "by informing people."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-112147824346091769?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112147824346091769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=112147824346091769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112147824346091769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112147824346091769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-i-got-job-canvassing-for-state.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-112133065166661746</id><published>2005-07-13T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T13:33:02.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I ate a Quarter-Pounder after having not eaten at McDonald's for 5 years, and later shit blood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-112133065166661746?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112133065166661746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=112133065166661746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112133065166661746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14178207/posts/default/112133065166661746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-i-ate-quarter-pounder-after.html' title=''/><author><name>James Naismith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05311726406557768173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-112103497039651129</id><published>2005-07-10T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T15:36:10.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I almost passed out in a boat thinking about licking the edge of a piece of paper and getting a papercut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-112103497039651129?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14178207.post-112046985981135818</id><published>2005-07-03T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T12:04:56.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I found white gooey cones and green fungus in the back of my throat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14178207-112046985981135818?l=ididthistoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ididthistoday.blogspot.com/feeds/112046985981135818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14178207&amp;postID=112046985981135818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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