<?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-4508983581070534097</id><updated>2012-02-08T13:53:34.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recession, Depression, and Netflix</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellsbells.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508983581070534097/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellsbells.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>earnest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12703380763387709226</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>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508983581070534097.post-7294231022490533324</id><published>2012-01-14T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T18:10:50.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day on couch</title><content type='html'>Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did&lt;br /&gt;Nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up at 11am, because my "wife" was up, and I was actually awake. Unusual for me at this time of day, but it is saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned on the TV and started to watch a movie, and played a war game on my iphone that passes the time. I'm in my 40's so thats pretty pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter came downstairs earlier, and we watched TV together and talked some. I teased her about her little boyfriend. She's 14. We also talked about other random things, I forget what. She was waiting for me to get up and showered so we could go get some lunch. her mom went out to do errands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally toldher to get something to eat at home, which she did. I did the same. Then plopped abck on the counch. its not 9pm as I write this,and Ive done nothing all day but watch TV and play a game on my iphone and dwell on things in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josey Wales is on now. I love that movie evn though ive seen it about 100 times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a little irritated at my daughter before she left with her mother to go to a borthday party this evening. She had her phone in one back pocket and ipod in the other. I thought it looked tacky, and told her so. Girls wear these tight jegging things now, so anything in the pockets are essentially form fitting. She took the phone out of her back pocket and put it in her front. I said "NO!" get a purse or something, thats just tacky. The phone was sticking halfway out of her front pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least she didnt stuff it in her Uggs like she apparently does at school. That just sickens me. Makes me think of something that Snookie person would do. Ive never seen the show, but know ebough about it and her that she makes me sick to my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she and her mother left i continued to watch TV and eat some more. &amp;nbsp;Finally decided to do this to pass the time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508983581070534097-7294231022490533324?l=wellhellsbells.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellsbells.blogspot.com/feeds/7294231022490533324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellsbells.blogspot.com/2012/01/today-what-i-did-nothing-got-up-at-11am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508983581070534097/posts/default/7294231022490533324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508983581070534097/posts/default/7294231022490533324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellsbells.blogspot.com/2012/01/today-what-i-did-nothing-got-up-at-11am.html' title='Day on couch'/><author><name>earnest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12703380763387709226</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></feed>
