<?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-11715952</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:22:32.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Air</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>EthalMermon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571447402168334382</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>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11715952.post-111524377328326054</id><published>2005-05-04T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T14:56:13.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luck be THIS lady</title><content type='html'>Oh how much better can life be. COACHELLA TOTALLY ROCKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have felt the pleasure of Nine Inch Nails ripping down my back and I want more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11715952-111524377328326054?l=ethalmermon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/feeds/111524377328326054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11715952&amp;postID=111524377328326054' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111524377328326054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111524377328326054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/2005/05/luck-be-this-lady.html' title='Luck be THIS lady'/><author><name>EthalMermon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571447402168334382</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11715952.post-111455290840960735</id><published>2005-04-26T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T15:01:48.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I see spots</title><content type='html'>i have been tanning lately to go to palm springs and not fry. i look really tan and good but i have a spot right above my tailbone that just wont tan. it is as white as i used to be. now its not like I am going to be showing this part of my body to anyone but it is really annoying. I would like to be tan all over. and right under each cheek. its ok i guess. i dont understand why fat looks so much better when it is tan. what is with that. i think i am going to invest in a tanning bed. the only problem is the smell that comes off my skin after i have been cooking. it is like roasted meat. now i am a total carnivore and roasted meat is usually not a problem. And in dire conditions, i could eat a person. of course i already have my list of willing volunteers. but this is in no way dire. anywho. that is about it. blog away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11715952-111455290840960735?l=ethalmermon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/feeds/111455290840960735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11715952&amp;postID=111455290840960735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111455290840960735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111455290840960735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-see-spots.html' title='I see spots'/><author><name>EthalMermon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571447402168334382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11715952.post-111404189903999138</id><published>2005-04-20T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T17:04:59.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>testicular homicide</title><content type='html'>ex husbands need all be castrated with no anesthesia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11715952-111404189903999138?l=ethalmermon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/feeds/111404189903999138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11715952&amp;postID=111404189903999138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111404189903999138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111404189903999138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/2005/04/testicular-homicide.html' title='testicular homicide'/><author><name>EthalMermon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571447402168334382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11715952.post-111351793545410143</id><published>2005-04-14T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T15:32:15.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I cant wait</title><content type='html'>well, two more weeks and i will be in california again. i havnt been home in years and i am sooooooo excited. I dont know what to do first. there are so many things i want to show troy. i know i will be a copletly different person. very relaxed with a touch of euforia. i just want to bask in the sun on our porch and listen to the waterfall on the golf course and smeel the flowers in the air. i dont know if i will come back. that would be nice. the concert will be great too but i am a little leary about the heat .oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11715952-111351793545410143?l=ethalmermon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/feeds/111351793545410143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11715952&amp;postID=111351793545410143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111351793545410143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111351793545410143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-cant-wait.html' title='I cant wait'/><author><name>EthalMermon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571447402168334382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11715952.post-111307409484595612</id><published>2005-04-09T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T12:14:54.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yes</title><content type='html'>i am a very happy woman. i have been smiling more lately than ever. i wonder why&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11715952-111307409484595612?l=ethalmermon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/feeds/111307409484595612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11715952&amp;postID=111307409484595612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111307409484595612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111307409484595612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/2005/04/yes.html' title='yes'/><author><name>EthalMermon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571447402168334382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11715952.post-111265263588147675</id><published>2005-04-04T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T15:10:35.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage</title><content type='html'>Marriage. Marriage is what brings us together today. Love, true love.............................Anywho. I just had that on my mind. I love that movie. The days are counting down to my vacation and it cant get here fast enough. It is snowing right now and in 2 weeks I will be in 120 degree weather baking at a concert. I totally rock. Touch me  I am so cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11715952-111265263588147675?l=ethalmermon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/feeds/111265263588147675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11715952&amp;postID=111265263588147675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111265263588147675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111265263588147675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/2005/04/marriage.html' title='Marriage'/><author><name>EthalMermon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571447402168334382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11715952.post-111257959042869263</id><published>2005-04-03T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T18:53:10.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the deceitful spider</title><content type='html'>"Oh what a terrible web we weave when first we ponder to deceive." My lack of respect astounds me. The thought that I could blatently show disregard to the one thing I care so much for challenges the true nature of my self respect. Respect, for that matter allows oneself to be purely in touch with one anothers feelings and emotions. In turn, lets the lover truly embrace the lovee and furthermore can be trusted. I am sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11715952-111257959042869263?l=ethalmermon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/feeds/111257959042869263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11715952&amp;postID=111257959042869263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111257959042869263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111257959042869263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/2005/04/deceitful-spider.html' title='the deceitful spider'/><author><name>EthalMermon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571447402168334382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11715952.post-111231413461768426</id><published>2005-03-31T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T16:08:54.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex</title><content type='html'>Random word. Just like the sound of it. It must be mating season because.....damn. anywho. i am really sick of a lot of things right now. besides the rant I had yesterday. I am sick of cold weather, i am sick of horrible drivers, i am sick of nagging mothers, i am sick of empty promises, i am sick of x husbands, i am sick of worthless advances, i am sick of my business class, i am sick of wearing scrubs, i am sick of mean managers, i am sick of waking up tired, i am sick of leg hair, i am sick of my ass, i am sick of cold shoulders, i am sick of "picture", i am sick of paris hilton, i am sick of not getting any, i am sick of being lonely, i am sick of trying to dance, i am sick of driving, i am sick of trying, i am sick of being ignored, i am sick of the work, i am sick of not being touched, i am sick of wanting to touch, i am sick of having urges, i am sick of being human, i am sick of caring, i am sick of being happy, i am sick of being sick, i am sick of walls, i am sick of my skin, i am sick of Utah, i am sick of being broke, i am sick of my empty bed, i am sick of "lets just talk", i am sick of being stuck, i am sick of ignorance, i am sick of insomnia, i am sick of the color purple. that is just a few. have you ever wondered how your life would be different if you came out another gender? easier of harder? why cant a woman just have some fun sex without the fucking stereotype. and not with a complete moron. why is it that the morons are always the ones that are willing to sleep with you for the hell of it and the ones that you actually think are pretty cool, wont+-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11715952-111231413461768426?l=ethalmermon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/feeds/111231413461768426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11715952&amp;postID=111231413461768426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111231413461768426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111231413461768426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/2005/03/sex.html' title='Sex'/><author><name>EthalMermon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571447402168334382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11715952.post-111222202350671514</id><published>2005-03-30T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T14:33:43.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To all my lovely .............................</title><content type='html'>I dont care about your ailments or that you cant poop. When I ask you how you are doing today, i am just making conversation. Dont tell me that you have blood in your urine, blisters on your lips, cant stop vomiting. I dont care about your goiter, your left testicle, the fact that your prostate itches. I dont want to scratch it i have no reason to know about your ball. Dont tell me that you cant get it up, your asshole burns when you poo, your oozing rash on your inner thigh is acting up and that your hemerrhoids are about to burst. Keep to yourself your cheesy snatch, your smelly infection, flaky skin and ingrown toe nail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11715952-111222202350671514?l=ethalmermon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/feeds/111222202350671514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11715952&amp;postID=111222202350671514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111222202350671514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111222202350671514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/2005/03/to-all-my-lovely.html' title='To all my lovely .............................'/><author><name>EthalMermon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571447402168334382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11715952.post-111187053477021977</id><published>2005-03-26T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T12:55:34.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luck be a Lady</title><content type='html'>Luck, however advantageous in ones life, determines the outcome of their future. My luck, as it would be, drove me all the way across the desert, past the tallest thermometer and into the clutches of the Great Salt Lake. Six years I had speant trying to figure out who I had wronged so greatly to have been banished in this unfamiliar, unwelcoming conservative state. Then I chizzeled the chip off my shoulder (and ice off my heart) and met someone that actually deflated my ego and prevented me from acting as much of a stuck up, self gratifying californian as I had grow up to be. Thank you. Even though you dont see things as I do, please dont be completely blind. To all the native Utahns: I am sorry for stereotyping and being so negative. Where do you stand slightly shallow, Californians?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11715952-111187053477021977?l=ethalmermon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/feeds/111187053477021977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11715952&amp;postID=111187053477021977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111187053477021977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11715952/posts/default/111187053477021977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethalmermon.blogspot.com/2005/03/luck-be-lady.html' title='Luck be a Lady'/><author><name>EthalMermon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17571447402168334382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
