<?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-5497713</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:46:07.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bodie's Soliloquy</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm a 29 (almost 30) yr old male. These are the daily thoughts and observances of my life and the world around me, Particularly of my experiences during Nursing School.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bodie</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>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-111799099512063033</id><published>2005-06-05T12:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T13:03:15.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I've been in the midst of a six-week summer semester at school. Psychiatric Nursing and Microbiology...in 6 weeks! Needless to say I've been in hell. I'm not sure if I've shared this before (considering my posts span two years i'm not surprised i don't remember whats in them!) but i've never been a particularly good student. The school environment just never really worked well for me. I think</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/111799099512063033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/111799099512063033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111799099512063033' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-111542838227863002</id><published>2005-05-06T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T21:13:02.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holy Crap! It's been almost a year since my last entry. I really stink at this bloggin thing! haha. looking over my last few entries is so interesting. I have finished my first year of Nursing school now, and I was right on at least one point. It was one of the most difficult undertakings of my entire life. In fact, Monday is the begining of a hellish whirlwind summer session that will last only </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/111542838227863002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/111542838227863002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111542838227863002' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-108802819726796121</id><published>2004-06-23T17:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T18:03:17.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've worked 8 eight hour shifts in the last 5 days. I have at least 4 more left to go over the next 4 days unless more overtime comes available and I somehow convince myself I am capable of doing it. I will of course. I'm pretty tired right now but I must admit I still find myself energized and intrigued about being at the hospital and seeing all the things I see here in the intensive care unit.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/108802819726796121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/108802819726796121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108802819726796121' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-108699720860437735</id><published>2004-06-11T19:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T19:51:22.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Following is a piece written by Larry Kramer, A hero in my eyes and a villan in others I suppose. He has a wicked tougne, but that is his power and he weilds it with fierce consistency and determination. I admire him and agree with him.Following that piece is an email exchange regarding the piece. I have not heard the issues (or my feelings) so well described as in these pieces. Enjoy and think</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/108699720860437735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/108699720860437735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108699720860437735' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-108605530634419168</id><published>2004-05-31T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T22:01:46.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well. it's been quite a while since my last entry. I know.Lots of things have happened since then. I decided to stay in NYC. I took a job at a hospital thinking that I would gain a lot of experience prior to Nursing school and the union will also help pay for school! In theory it has came out as I hoped it would, but the reality of taking a 60% pay cut is still painfully setting in. I am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/108605530634419168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/108605530634419168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108605530634419168' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-106261317950602098</id><published>2003-09-03T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T14:26:57.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you notice the links to the right, you will see that I have added some new links of note. Baghdad Burning and Dear Raed are bloggers from Iraq. Their stories of life in Iraq are mesmerizing to say the least. I admit though that they are difficult for me to read at times in that they are notably anti-american...wait, no. A more fair description is probably "anti-americanism". There abounds </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/106261317950602098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/106261317950602098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106261317950602098' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-106260477849487520</id><published>2003-09-03T11:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T13:45:21.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A new bill called the dietary Supplement Saftey act (S.722) has been introduced in the U.S. Senate. Despite it's title, it would allow no more consumer protection than the current law–the Dietary Supplement Health and Education Act (DSHEA)–provides. It would, however, significantly undermine many of the freedoms that american consumers of dietary supplements–like you or I–hold dear.Oppose this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/106260477849487520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/106260477849487520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106260477849487520' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-106200212207575193</id><published>2003-08-27T12:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T12:35:22.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, So I couldn't resist this one. I laughed out loud. I wouldn't say that I am in quite as bad of shape as the guy in this letter below, but he does have some important points. The reality is, the people on "Queer Eye" are experts, gay ones, yes, but experts all the same. I am gay, yes, but I have never claimed nor do I want to be known as an expert on any of the fabulous 5 topics covered in "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/106200212207575193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/106200212207575193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106200212207575193' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-106184376587419530</id><published>2003-08-25T16:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T16:36:05.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I took myself to the movies on Friday. I saw CAMP. I loved it.There are a dozen reasons why I loved this movie. Seeing it by yourself is the best way to see it too I think. I cried, i laughed out loud, I thought deeply about myself and my own self-worth and self-confidence. Needless to say, the direction (or lack of) that my life has been going lately, I freely admit that i needed a little </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/106184376587419530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/106184376587419530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106184376587419530' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-106132926548775663</id><published>2003-08-19T17:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T17:41:05.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, it's just 6 and 1/2 hours now until the official start of my birthday, August 20th. Whenever I tell anyone how old I will be they say "oh, that's not old", and I say "Screw you, it's the oldest I've ever been!"28. To be quite honest though, I am grateful for each birthday I have. Each one means another year that I am still alive and well. Things can happen to you in your life that make </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/106132926548775663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/106132926548775663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106132926548775663' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-106121913899141910</id><published>2003-08-18T11:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T11:05:39.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BLACKOUT CHAOS!!That was the headline seen around the world on Friday. And as much as I hate to be a party pooper, the truth must be told. I will offer this small disclaimer though -- Although my story and those I seemed to interact with during the Blackout of 2003 didn't involve and "Chaos", I will conceed that there are nearly 14 million people in the NYC area and 50 million were without </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/106121913899141910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/106121913899141910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106121913899141910' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-106071132867337995</id><published>2003-08-12T14:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T14:02:08.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, The Barbarians won the championship and the cookout was a lot of fun and a great success. My teams playoffs though was a washout and the games were cancelled. So it seems as though we finished in second place after all, which is a respectable finish considering the competition this season.I have a dentists appt. today and I'm not looking forward to it. Of course who does? it should be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/106071132867337995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/106071132867337995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106071132867337995' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-106037037032936896</id><published>2003-08-08T15:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T15:19:30.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel like I am on a stress/emotional pendulum. One day it seems overwhelming and the next it seems silly to even be bothered by it. Today, luckily is one where I feel it's silly. So I'll enjoy it while it lasts.I've been meeting a lot of new and nice people it seems lately. of course it always works that way when you are preparing to leave someplace. The potential friends start to come out of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/106037037032936896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/106037037032936896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106037037032936896' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-106027695669761396</id><published>2003-08-07T13:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T13:22:36.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I've been incommunicado for the last few days. I've been around of course (because I never really do anything) but my mind has been taking a sabatical from all the stresses and unknowns that seem to permeate my life lately. It is August 7th and my last day here at my job is September 15th. As of today I still have absolutely no idea what I will be doing on September 16th. It's a terrifying </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/106027695669761396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/106027695669761396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106027695669761396' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-105968632008675166</id><published>2003-07-31T17:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-31T17:18:40.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BLOGGER</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105968632008675166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105968632008675166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105968632008675166' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-105968396295609078</id><published>2003-07-31T16:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-31T16:50:09.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, those of you who might have been coming here over the last few weeks will notice that there are distinct changes to the Blog. First off the "Nurse" part is gone. Well, if you couldn't gather from the previous entries that my chance to go to nursing school this fall has fallen through, you are hearby notified that it has....fallen through that is.I was unable to secure enough financial aid</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105968396295609078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105968396295609078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105968396295609078' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-105950244669384413</id><published>2003-07-29T14:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T16:29:10.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mmmmm. Cheez-it's.Thanks for the HTML help Anna!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105950244669384413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105950244669384413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105950244669384413' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-105889738260803319</id><published>2003-07-22T14:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-22T14:09:42.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been in NYC for 5 years now. I fully consider myself a new yorker now. Especially after 9/11 and the things I saw that day. Time is an odd thing though. Some days it feels like I've been here forever, and then something will happen like todays thunderstorm and I'll feel as homesick for Florida as if i'd only left there days ago.The reality is I guess, that no matter how familiar you become</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105889738260803319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105889738260803319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105889738260803319' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-105854524736333512</id><published>2003-07-18T12:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-18T12:20:47.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahh. Mindless hollywood distraction entertainment. Sometimes you gotta love it. I have obviously not been feeling that great about things (see previous posts) and as much as I may have those genes I got from my mother that make me a little predisposed to seeking attention by dramatising things in my life a little to much, I really don't like being in "that place" and I've worked really, really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105854524736333512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105854524736333512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105854524736333512' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-105846290215007719</id><published>2003-07-17T13:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-17T13:28:22.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I get an email from a friend and apparent avid reader (likely my only one) calmly and ever so subtlely suggesting I blog. So here I am.Do you know that feeling when there is so many questions floating in your head, so many things going on in your life that you can't seem to get anything out. you think "I should write" and just never get around to it, or "I should really call that person </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105846290215007719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105846290215007719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105846290215007719' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-105767214521164967</id><published>2003-07-08T09:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-08T09:49:05.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, this morning I come into work feeling a little better about myself. i finally secured an apartment and move in tonight. it's not ideal (whatever that is) but it will do and I think I'll be happy and comfortable there.all the stresses that I've been whining about over the last few days have been put into perspective for me this morning. i feel a little ashamed that I've allowed myself to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105767214521164967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105767214521164967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105767214521164967' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-105761130785969527</id><published>2003-07-07T16:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T16:55:07.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am stressed out.Not the hyper, chicken-with-my-head-cut-off stressed out, but more the there-is-so-much-going-on-in-my-life-it's-overwhelming kind of stressed.I had a good weekend this 4th of July. I played a lot of softball with people from all over the country during our tournament here in the city. that was fun and i made some new friends, but as soon as Monday got here, the reality of my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105761130785969527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105761130785969527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105761130785969527' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-105709542593018229</id><published>2003-07-01T17:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T17:37:05.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today...is...not...my...day!i had just finished (on the last line) of a long and passionate posting about the day that I am having. And my computer crashes...and its all gone. Along with the moment.so here it goes again, I'll try and recreate it.I am supposed to be moving out of my current living arrangement tonight. i have a van ready and everything. That being said, this morning I get a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105709542593018229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105709542593018229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105709542593018229' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-105699436434275752</id><published>2003-06-30T13:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T13:34:44.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am so exhausted. It was a very long weekend. Gay Pride in NYC is always a lot of fun, but there are just so many people it is insane. I marched with My softball league (http://www.bigapplesoftball.com) and we carried a 200ft long rainbow flag. The flag is a piece of a 1.2 mile long flag that was created by the original creator of the 8 color gay rainbow flag and debuted in Key West. it was cut </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105699436434275752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105699436434275752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105699436434275752' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-105672659630722465</id><published>2003-06-27T11:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-27T11:11:48.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As most of you already know, Strom Thurmond passed away in Edgefield, S.C. last night.  I can't help but wonder if the Supreme Court's decision yesterday wasn't somehow the thing that sent him over the edge.What a life he led. it appeared that late in his life he began to repent or attempt to right some of the wrongs he had made. He supported legislation in his final hours in the senate to help</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105672659630722465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105672659630722465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105672659630722465' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-105672105233138025</id><published>2003-06-27T09:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-27T09:37:32.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, So my friend Anna is going to put a link to my blog on her blog so all her readers might look at mine....what pressure! She's a great, witty writer with small 2 small children. Her life must be a lot more interesting to read about then mine---and even if it wasn't i'm sure she could sell it to you better then I could mine.Well. I'll just try my best and write from the heart. I still don't</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105672105233138025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105672105233138025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105672105233138025' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-105666375784309176</id><published>2003-06-26T17:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T17:42:37.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh I forgot to mention the good news that did happen today. The supreme court put downt he anti-sodomy law in texas (and in turn the 13 other states that still have the stupid archaic laws on the books) It's a weird feeling to suddenly be told that the way you express yourself sexually is no longer illegal.... i honestly have trouble comprehending the fact that they made it illegal in the first </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105666375784309176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105666375784309176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105666375784309176' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-105666328510403722</id><published>2003-06-26T17:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T17:34:45.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, Thursday...and the weekend is almost here. it's pride weekend in NYC and a lot of things are going on. i admit i don't feel much like participating though. I am so stressed out about school. Although I have been accepted the issue of financial aid and how I am going to afford this adventure has yet to be solved. I keep flopping back and forth being the feeling that everthing is going to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105666328510403722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105666328510403722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105666328510403722' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497713.post-105614070592403745</id><published>2003-06-20T16:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T16:36:19.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, hello everyone. This is the start of such an exciting new direction in my life. I know that it will be one of the most difficult things I have ever done, but in turn I am certain it will likely be the most rewarding one as well.I will make an effort to blog my thoughts throughout this time. I know that my time to socialize and communicate with friends and family and the outside world will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105614070592403745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497713/posts/default/105614070592403745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodiessoliloquy.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105614070592403745' title=''/><author><name>Bodie</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></entry></feed>
