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	<description>The deranged ramblings of a suburban soccer mom on the edge.</description>
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		<title>The Fit</title>
		<description>Last night, my child threw a fit of epic proportions.  We were having a perfectly lovely evening, cuddling on the bed together while watching that cinematic gem "The Wizards of Waverly Place Movie", when she innocently dropped a bomb into the conversation.

"Oh, I got in trouble at lunch today," ...</description>
		<link>http://www.dailydiatribes.com/?p=937</link>
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		<title>What??  A Blog???</title>
		<description>Wow, this is the longest I have EVER gone without blogging, since I started the dumb thing!  Lots of things have prevented me from blogging. We went to New Orleans, the kids started school, I started school, the planets were not properly aligned, my Bejeweled Blitz scores have gone ...</description>
		<link>http://www.dailydiatribes.com/?p=936</link>
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		<title>Why I DON&#8217;T (or SHOULDN&#8217;T) Cook</title>
		<description>I sit before the computer screen, gazing blearily at it through a haze of chocolate.  You see, in a fit of domesticity, I decided to make a pie.  It's the easiest possible kind of pie you can make, the kind of pie your average five year old could ...</description>
		<link>http://www.dailydiatribes.com/?p=933</link>
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		<title>Pop Tarts??</title>
		<description>Last night I was sitting at the computer in a fog of exhaustion, listening to the noise ebb and swell around me.  Someone, who never once touched the piano during the entire two years of lessons that she took, was pounding away at the piano behind me like Liberace ...</description>
		<link>http://www.dailydiatribes.com/?p=932</link>
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		<title>the neglected blog&#8230;</title>
		<description>Once upon a time there was a little blog.  It started out small and was very cute, as many small things are.  it was a place where its creator could air her views on serious issues.  like condoms.  and vacuum cleaners.  and vomiting children.  ...</description>
		<link>http://www.dailydiatribes.com/?p=931</link>
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		<title>What Not To Say When Interviewing For a Teaching Position</title>
		<description>Tomorrow I have a job interview. I have always known that this "back-to-school" nonsense would eventually lead to gainful employment.  My husband, somewhat unreasonably, thinks that if you spend $15,000 to get a degree you should seek gainful employment upon graduation.  Myself, I think I could do with ...</description>
		<link>http://www.dailydiatribes.com/?p=926</link>
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		<title>Hey Lady!</title>
		<description>This morning I was sitting here at my computer when, unbidden by me, the song "I've Never Been To Me" popped into my head, fully formed, begging to be sung.  If only I lived in Japan, where surely there would be a karaoke bar open at 10:00 a.m. on ...</description>
		<link>http://www.dailydiatribes.com/?p=924</link>
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		<description>I received this today....OH NO!!!  MY ACCOUNT AS BEEN LOCK!!!  Who in the Hell sent this???  Pepe LePew????  I'm wondering if I should click the link and let the Nigerians have their way with me!


!! Your Account As Been lock !! Update Your Account Now !!!!!!!! ...</description>
		<link>http://www.dailydiatribes.com/?p=919</link>
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		<title>Well&#8230;.Um&#8230;.Yeah!!</title>
		<description>I have nothing to say.  Less than nothing.  My mind is actually a Void of nothingness, devoid of anything inspirational or funny, full of absolutely NOTHING!!  But I'll try.  For you, my faithful, the last handful of pilgrims who still trek through the dust of the ...</description>
		<link>http://www.dailydiatribes.com/?p=918</link>
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		<title>Mail Order Bride</title>
		<description>My friend Sylvia, who lives in Germany, contacted me a few weeks ago and asked me if Napoleon would be interested in corresponding with a German pen-pal.  The daughter of a friend of hers was looking for an American pen-pal because she wanted to practice her English.  Since ...</description>
		<link>http://www.dailydiatribes.com/?p=917</link>
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