<?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-532114961708867535</id><updated>2011-11-12T09:39:17.755+08:00</updated><category term='Chinglish'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='lint'/><category term='reading'/><category term='lost in translation'/><category term='Evian'/><category term='weight gain'/><category term='Starbucks'/><category term='weight loss'/><category term='books'/><category term='spam'/><category term='magazines'/><category term='Newsweek'/><category term='household tip'/><category term='epiphany'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Marks and Spencer'/><category term='Tim Gunn'/><category term='Zara'/><category term='Mercury retrograde'/><category term='sale'/><category term='Anna Wintour'/><category term='Crocs'/><title type='text'>The Crazy Diarist's Little Corner</title><subtitle type='html'>"The difference between an artist and a person that's crazy is that the artist has a two-way ticket and the crazy person only has a one-way."
                     -Javier Bardem quoting someone else</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-267474525145392180</id><published>2009-10-29T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:59:49.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinglish'/><title type='text'>Today's Bank Queue Made Bearable</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/267474525145392180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=267474525145392180' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/267474525145392180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/267474525145392180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2009/10/todays-bank-queue-made-bearable.html' title='Today&apos;s Bank Queue Made Bearable'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SumfJeHlq-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/jodlC2ALF8I/s72-c/IMG_0048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-3846808430998884170</id><published>2009-10-23T21:29:00.044+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:24:43.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thoughts on Marriage: The Lowdown</title><summary type='text'>For the record, I have nothing against marriage. True I have always been vocal about my lack of interest in getting married but that doesn't mean I disapprove of it. If a friend decided to get married, I will not threaten her with a knife and it won't be the end of our friendship. Marriage, like many things, is a choice. Well, except of course for those who get married with guns pointed to their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/3846808430998884170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=3846808430998884170' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/3846808430998884170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/3846808430998884170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-thoughts-on-marriage-lowdown_23.html' title='My Thoughts on Marriage: The Lowdown'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SuKius1wxHI/AAAAAAAAAK0/WhBiwIDuwzs/s72-c/bridget_jones_withdiary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-4573749348599286123</id><published>2009-09-25T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T20:57:21.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinglish'/><title type='text'>Beware of This Kind of Inconvenience</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/4573749348599286123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=4573749348599286123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/4573749348599286123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/4573749348599286123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2009/09/beware-of-this-kind-of-inconvenience.html' title='Beware of This Kind of Inconvenience'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/Sry9MmnR9SI/AAAAAAAAAKU/SSZFHVbo0H8/s72-c/IMG_0044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-563652135485160071</id><published>2009-09-18T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T15:02:21.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinglish'/><title type='text'>The Consequences of Using a Dictionary</title><summary type='text'>
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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/563652135485160071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=563652135485160071' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/563652135485160071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/563652135485160071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2009/09/consequences-of-using-dictionary.html' title='The Consequences of Using a Dictionary'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SrMJjgSOqrI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/d9KcY8vFyiY/s72-c/Preordain2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-6765145323874694835</id><published>2009-08-02T22:04:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:45:21.487+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newsweek'/><title type='text'>Newsweak</title><summary type='text'>Newsweek wants a share of the pie that The Economist has always enjoyed which is a small but loyal readership that does not mind paying the expensive subscription rate. So it decided to raise its subscription rate this year to purposefully drive away poor readers like me who can't afford it as part of a grand scheme to make the affluent ones stay and target the wealthier group as new or potential</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/6765145323874694835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=6765145323874694835' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/6765145323874694835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/6765145323874694835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2009/08/newsweak.html' title='Newsweak'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SnWBphMj8TI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tEp7GeIpXDw/s72-c/page12_blog_entry124_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-913422130374466414</id><published>2009-04-16T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:35:03.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Fine Day at the Park</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I visited Lu Xun Park and this greeted me in the washroom. Now this is the pièce de résistance at the park's entrance which is actually found in all other parks in the city. (Click photo to see larger image)I just love living in Middle Kingdom.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/913422130374466414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=913422130374466414' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/913422130374466414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/913422130374466414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-fine-day-at-park.html' title='One Fine Day at the Park'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/Secs9SpJPGI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6NkjuTnFyW4/s72-c/Defecate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-541012809004592704</id><published>2008-11-21T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:53:35.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanity Issues and Recession Chic — NOT</title><summary type='text'>Somebody please help me get a copy of the November issue of Vanity Fair.                               
I've practically scoured all bookstores I know but with no success. I've been having sleepless nights because of this. Seriously. I don't get how bookstores here can't be consistent with their magazine supply. One month they have it, the next they don't. Out of frustration I've decided to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/541012809004592704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=541012809004592704' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/541012809004592704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/541012809004592704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/11/vanity-issues-and-recession-chic-not.html' title='Vanity Issues and Recession Chic — NOT'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SSaOTZjx0jI/AAAAAAAAAHE/zmlQv9HE-34/s72-c/Amy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-4220235504178466631</id><published>2008-10-30T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:20:23.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, Myself and My Cellphone</title><summary type='text'>What kind of absentmindedness is worse than throwing one's cellphone into the washing machine and not realizing it until the machine started sounding like it was tearing itself in half?Nothing.What's the likelihood of it actually happening?Perhaps one in a million probabilities.What brainless person would commit such act of retardation?Me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/4220235504178466631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=4220235504178466631' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/4220235504178466631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/4220235504178466631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/10/me-myself-and-my-cellphone.html' title='Me, Myself and My Cellphone'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-4550594029156897393</id><published>2008-10-17T18:38:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:57:32.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Deluxe: How Luxury Lost Its Luster</title><summary type='text'>An engrossing and entertaining book by Dana Thomas on the history of luxury, and how its definition and accessibility has changed over the years.
Find out, among other interesting discoveries, how the big fashion names started in the business, and how they're more concerned with making heaps of money by resorting to assembly-line production than individual handcraftsmanship like they used to do.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/4550594029156897393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=4550594029156897393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/4550594029156897393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/4550594029156897393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-luxury-lost-its-luster.html' title='Deluxe: How Luxury Lost Its Luster'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SPhdoMY_ZWI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZJ5KbHdVXUQ/s72-Rc/De+Luxe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-4690897431500592357</id><published>2008-10-16T21:39:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:10:37.435+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><title type='text'>Another Shoe-Lusting Episode and La Lola Brings Sexy Back</title><summary type='text'>It was supposed to be just another bank errand. I should've gone back to the office after and not walk into the Zara store --- again. Now I am coveting this pair of cutout bootie. I tried them and they're not comfortable to walk on; and at 999 yuan, more uncomfortable for the wallet.So I walked away but couldn't get it off my mind. I think I'll have to settle for this other pair of platform </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/4690897431500592357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=4690897431500592357' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/4690897431500592357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/4690897431500592357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-sentiments.html' title='Another Shoe-Lusting Episode and La Lola Brings Sexy Back'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SPn-BS_u28I/AAAAAAAAAGg/1VjM7SXGKUU/s72-Rc/Ankle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-375998406690738971</id><published>2008-10-15T20:56:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:36:34.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Random Truths I Believe In</title><summary type='text'>1. Random acts of kindness - Be kind, especially to people who deserve it. It does not take a lot to do good or help others. Sometimes even a smile or a word of thanks could mean a lot to the harried waitress who's had a long day with thankless, demanding customers.

2. The power of the high heels - For all the discomfort that usually outweighs the comfort, there's no denying that a pair of heels</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/375998406690738971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=375998406690738971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/375998406690738971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/375998406690738971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/10/10-random-truths-i-believe-in.html' title='10 Random Truths I Believe In'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-6796901723506955007</id><published>2008-10-14T18:05:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:56:33.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spam'/><title type='text'>Dear Spammers:</title><summary type='text'>It has come to my attention that my mailbox has been largely flooded with more letters from you than friends or people I know. I wish to air my displeasure to make sure you are aware of it so that you may stop giving me the illusion that I get a lot of mails every day. It strikes me as a great insult that you should continually sell me Viagra when my chances of suffering from erectile dysfunction</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/6796901723506955007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=6796901723506955007' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/6796901723506955007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/6796901723506955007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/10/dear-spammers.html' title='Dear Spammers:'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-6167108858091580325</id><published>2008-10-13T18:57:00.041+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:22:11.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mercury retrograde'/><title type='text'>Blame It on the Mercury</title><summary type='text'>I never believed in the Mercury retrograde.
But a series of recent events that took place within the period of this year's second (September 24 -October 15) of three retrogrades is making me think that there's some truth to it:

Emails never reaching some recipients in spite of correct address.

The fax/printer mysteriously acting up causing delay in faxing an important document.

My brother </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/6167108858091580325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=6167108858091580325' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/6167108858091580325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/6167108858091580325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/10/blame-it-on-mercury.html' title='Blame It on the Mercury'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-4500292634482757421</id><published>2008-10-07T18:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:56:12.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marks and Spencer'/><title type='text'>Marks and Spencer</title><summary type='text'>

Photo from: www.oxfam.org.uk
Marks and Spencer opened its first China store (and its largest in Asia) in Shanghai last October 2.
Three days later, a customer fell to his death from an escalator.

Bad feng shui or simply a freak accident?

I had plans to go back after my first visit last Saturday because I wanted to try the food at their cafe. Now I am fearful especially if the urgency to use </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/4500292634482757421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=4500292634482757421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/4500292634482757421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/4500292634482757421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/10/marks-and-spencer.html' title='Marks and Spencer'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SOsuoA5tZoI/AAAAAAAAAFo/gxX9ZSyk53M/s72-c/mands-798746.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-7057326917063434128</id><published>2008-10-05T18:47:00.033+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:00:54.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magazines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epiphany'/><title type='text'>Epi-funny</title><summary type='text'>Months before the weeklong national holiday which was last week, I'd mentally committed myself to do nothing but get down to reading my latest magazine issues —something which I've never done. A lot of periodicals lie on my bedside table practically unread, and if at all, only by way of skimming. It is not something that I am happy about because I'd every intention of reading them which is why I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7057326917063434128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=7057326917063434128' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/7057326917063434128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/7057326917063434128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/10/epi-funny.html' title='Epi-funny'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SOidb-vCsXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/adXr_a-Zk3I/s72-Rc/Mags.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-4288165689193699929</id><published>2008-09-28T16:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:10:44.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On my mind today</title><summary type='text'>heartbreakVanityFairaromatherapysleep
fallseasonlaptoprepairbookstore
Starbuckstoiletcleaning
ChristmasshoppinglistDVDmarathonMarks&amp;Spenceropeningbankerrands
peanutbuttermeaningoflifeandliving
grammarselfloathing
eyebrowtrimmingacne
peeptoebootsdepression</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/4288165689193699929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=4288165689193699929' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/4288165689193699929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/4288165689193699929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-my-mind-today.html' title='On my mind today'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-910040897230428920</id><published>2008-09-25T17:32:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T16:10:08.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evian'/><title type='text'>An Inconvenient Truth</title><summary type='text'> Whenever I go on out-of-town trips, I try not to use anything from the mini bar (unless it's complimentary) in hotel rooms because everything costs ten times more than its regular price. If I ever take anything at all, I make sure to replace it right away by buying from the nearby stores.

On a recent trip to Hong Kong with my father, I found out one day that he opened a bottle of Evian water. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/910040897230428920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=910040897230428920' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/910040897230428920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/910040897230428920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/09/inconvenient-truth.html' title='An Inconvenient Truth'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SNss4nAIzaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jk6ceP7vyIg/s72-Rc/evian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-7673721737244188523</id><published>2008-09-24T20:51:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T12:25:39.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other</title><summary type='text'>I do not know who, or what, lives upstairs right above us. In the first two of nearly three years that we've moved in our house, we've had to deal with daily sounds of drilling, hammering, screeching and all sorts of other noises that suggest house renovation or repair; causing us not a few distress. Since we worked at night and slept during the day during those times, we had to alternate between</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7673721737244188523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=7673721737244188523' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/7673721737244188523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/7673721737244188523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/09/other.html' title='The Other'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-4734714301386588183</id><published>2008-09-24T16:24:00.031+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:47:03.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>The first step</title><summary type='text'>to losing weight is to break my daily Starbucks habit.


Come to think of it, it's not all that hard since I'm not really big on coffee itself (except that whenever I order, I usually go for the cold, flavored ones which overflow in calories). I go here for the quiet and cozy environment to read which is a bit ironic because the place can get very noisy too, especially during busy hours.




It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/4734714301386588183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=4734714301386588183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/4734714301386588183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/4734714301386588183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-step-to-losing-weight.html' title='The first step'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SNn5yKiVwvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/P6EY-hlObfI/s72-Rc/latte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-886203500013145236</id><published>2008-09-23T14:29:00.046+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:10:10.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anna Wintour'/><title type='text'>The Devil Wears Prada...and Sunglasses</title><summary type='text'>


Anna Wintour — WTF?
by Joel Stein
http://time-blog.com/live/2008/09/anna_wintour_wtf.html










I knew she was the fashion lady with the sunglasses who apparently is a lot like the devil and enjoys Prada. That much I knew.


What I did not know is that she's absolutely crazy.

I've seen her at just about every event I've been to for three days and I offer this as evidence of her insanity:
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/886203500013145236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=886203500013145236' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/886203500013145236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/886203500013145236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/09/anna-wintour.html' title='The Devil Wears Prada...and Sunglasses'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SNiaDIsHgrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/tfLi7sq4jBE/s72-Rc/Anna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-5488114810264563612</id><published>2008-09-17T15:57:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T18:28:30.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zara'/><title type='text'>Veni Vidi Zara</title><summary type='text'>I do not understand why I continue to get lured to the shopping trap that is Zara when oftentimes the quality of their items leaves a lot to be desired. I'd swear it off each time I spot yet another one of those recurring defects that usually come in the form of holes.

And then there are the shoes that are mostly pretty to look at but practically unwearable if you consider the calluses, blisters</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5488114810264563612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=5488114810264563612' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/5488114810264563612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/5488114810264563612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/09/veni-vidi-zara.html' title='Veni Vidi Zara'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-7650712989803054873</id><published>2008-09-14T16:42:00.031+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T16:41:54.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='household tip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lint'/><title type='text'>LINT, LINT GO AWAY</title><summary type='text'>One of my major household peeves is lint, especially in clothing. Nothing is more pesky than finding most of my favorite clothes lint-infested. Worse is when a newly-purchased sweater pills after one wear. The lack of remedy is not much of a comfort. I've tried using lint rollers, lint sheets, and even shavers, all to no avail.

I read somewhere that friction is one reason why some clothes pill. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7650712989803054873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=7650712989803054873' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/7650712989803054873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/7650712989803054873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/09/lint-lint-go-away.html' title='LINT, LINT GO AWAY'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-186298746855016705</id><published>2008-09-13T21:07:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:42:37.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight gain'/><title type='text'>Weighing ScaRe</title><summary type='text'>Seven pounds heavier + full panel pants + elephant-size thighs + disappearance of collarbone + frightfully huge appetite + lack of/little exercise = WEIGHT DISASTER

No one can help me but myself.

I am hopelessly helpless, and helplessly hopeless.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/186298746855016705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=186298746855016705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/186298746855016705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/186298746855016705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/09/full-panel-pants-elephant-size-thighs.html' title='Weighing ScaRe'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-5781980704411561142</id><published>2008-09-13T00:36:00.034+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T14:42:44.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinglish'/><title type='text'>What They Meant</title><summary type='text'>Not Regular Nor Diet
Stir Fried Crushed Garlic Written In a More Creative WayBeefs Don't Have Forks, Or Porks for that MatterIn Short, Don't Order These</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5781980704411561142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=5781980704411561142' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/5781980704411561142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/5781980704411561142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-regular-not-diet-but-normal-or.html' title='What They Meant'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMqahKBDP0I/AAAAAAAAACs/80pIOp1H_D0/s72-Rc/Normal.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-5073814099940641369</id><published>2008-09-05T19:18:00.041+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T13:43:42.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost in translation'/><title type='text'>Lost in Translation</title><summary type='text'>Last night, in the cab on my way home, the driver suddenly spoke to me in Shanghainese reacting to something said over the radio.

I cut him short and asked "what did you say" in Mandarin hoping he'd understand that I don't speak Shanghainese and shift to Mandarin.

But he seemed to take my question for incomprehension of what he said earlier and went on to talk animatedly in between laughs. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5073814099940641369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=5073814099940641369' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/5073814099940641369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/5073814099940641369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-night-inside-cab-on-my-way-home.html' title='Lost in Translation'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-532114961708867535.post-5596550979106355875</id><published>2008-09-04T21:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:00:14.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tim Gunn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crocs'/><title type='text'>Croc-ism</title><summary type='text'>No offense to those who love Crocs — to each his own — but I was delighted when Tim Gunn had this to say about the shoe I found most hideous from the start:It looks like a plastic hoof. How can you take that seriously? I know it's comfortable; I understand that. But if you want to dress to feel as though you never got out of bed, don't get out of bed.I've never seen Project Runway. But I love Tim</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5596550979106355875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=532114961708867535&amp;postID=5596550979106355875' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/5596550979106355875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/532114961708867535/posts/default/5596550979106355875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dvyu.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-offense-to-those-who-love-crocs-to.html' title='Croc-ism'/><author><name>Girl Interrupted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01668918659930955131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nSEDOIaDchU/SMFEK5CDOuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/x6iPurleS3g/S220/Amelie2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
