<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/tinkerbitch"><title>Because I Said So - Blogit</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/</link><description>What I think about any given subject on any given day.  I'm generally pretty cranky so it probably won't be sunshine and daisies and butterflies blowing out of my butt.</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/553452" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/552189" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/552113" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/551794" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/551564" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/550046" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/549805" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/549713" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/549614" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/549424" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/553452"><title>Literally</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/553452</link><description>I'm not a drama queen, necessarily... in fact, I HATE drama... but I do tend to speak with flair and use exaggeration as a means of expression. (Hey... it's valid.) Like, if I say it's a THOUSAND degrees outside (which I may or may not have said in the doctor's office today in Medford) what I...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/552189"><title>Primal Scream Therapy</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/552189</link><description>It’s the LITTLE things that irritate the crap out of me...... which I've no doubt stated before. I can shoulder a lot of BIG crap like a good little soldier... but the little stuff? Gets under my skin, festers, itches, and pretty much drives me screaming batshit crazy. I am currently being...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/552113"><title>These are my reasons WHY:</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/552113</link><description>(In no particular order of importance) 1. I felt like it. 2. I wanted to. 3. I was hungry. 4. You're an asshole. 5. 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I'm pretty sure that I was supposed to be standing in...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/551564"><title>When Karma bites the Big One...</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/551564</link><description>I love the fact that taking antibiotics to cure a potentially dangerous (read: fatal) infection can be hazardous to my health. Only two antibiotics can cure this particular infection. I, of course, am allergic to both of them. One of the allergic reactions can leave me comatose and dead, the...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/550046"><title>The Laundry Quandary</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/550046</link><description>Where the hell do my socks and bras go? And my black thermal shirt that has been missing since I wore it October 23rd, 2007? Where are my husband's tan pants? Seriously... I WANT TO KNOW. I just cleaned out my lingerie drawer and wound up throwing away about 20 socks that had no mates. Since I'm...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/549805"><title>The Name Game</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/549805</link><description>I love having one of those names that can be broken down and simplified from one long eight letter name to a mini-fied four letter one. Danielle to Dani. Both two syllables and yet? Dani seems so much SHORTER than Danielle. Dani is more fun, Dani is smaller, cuter, perkier, more likely to go out,...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/549713"><title>The Benadryl Chronicles</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/549713</link><description>*Author's note: I refuse to be held accountable for anything I write. It's not my fault, I didn't do it, you can't prove it, why does everyone blame me, and I'm rubber, you're glue. Just so you know. Remember when you were little and you'd get "a cough"? Back in The Day, when I was a Youngster...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/549614"><title>My Ridiculous Obsession With BBC America</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tinkerbitch/549614</link><description>It's like crack. I can't stop watching. How Clean Is Your House, You Are What You Eat, Bargain Hunt, Absolutely Fabulous, My Big Breasts and I, My Small Breasts and I... who can resist this stuff? Not me, not me! 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