<?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-3240878271665495376</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:51:31.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>learn a little.....bitch a little</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnalittlebitchalittle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3240878271665495376/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnalittlebitchalittle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kristin Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153397081662590324</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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3240878271665495376.post-4125946206682899818</id><published>2009-04-30T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T07:28:52.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get real!!</title><content type='html'>I am so sick of people never saying what they mean and rarely meaning what they say!! Why is it so taboo to blatantly speak your mind! Why do we always have to consider every last feeling of every last person! At least if we were all honest we would all know where the other stood; which in my mind sounds like a much less complicated and happier existence!! Why must I always have my filter on and be tactful, it's boring and fake! Can't I exclaim that I don't like someone and not be a bitch, or on the opposite end of the spectrum, say that I love someone without being over emotional??? I think in this instant I have resolved to do exactly that, and possibly alienate everyone that I know :) ..........but at least I will always be honest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3240878271665495376-4125946206682899818?l=learnalittlebitchalittle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnalittlebitchalittle.blogspot.com/feeds/4125946206682899818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://learnalittlebitchalittle.blogspot.com/2009/04/get-real.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3240878271665495376/posts/default/4125946206682899818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3240878271665495376/posts/default/4125946206682899818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnalittlebitchalittle.blogspot.com/2009/04/get-real.html' title='Get real!!'/><author><name>Kristin Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153397081662590324</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-3240878271665495376.post-5542724240987027296</id><published>2009-04-22T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T13:18:41.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a total copy and paste...but cool info all the same!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Embryonic stem cells can survive being spun into polymer threads – a technique that could be used to weave flexible synthetic tissues able to adapt to any transplant environment, say UK biophysicists. The approach could be a step towards the production of artificial organs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;There are a number of competing techniques for shaping living cells into custom-made tissue, including one based on ink-jet printing&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;and another that uses air pressure to pull a cell solution into long threads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;That technology is able t&lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/article/mg18925366.500-missing-a-few-brain-cells-print-new-ones.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o weave networks of thread containing live brain cells without damaging them. Now, &lt;a href="http://www.mecheng.ucl.ac.uk/staff/?staff_id=sj" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the team at University College London has shown that a similar technique can be employed to create threads of embryonic stem cells. The group say this is the first time such cells have been printed using any technique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3240878271665495376-5542724240987027296?l=learnalittlebitchalittle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnalittlebitchalittle.blogspot.com/feeds/5542724240987027296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://learnalittlebitchalittle.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-total-copy-and-pastebut-cool.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3240878271665495376/posts/default/5542724240987027296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3240878271665495376/posts/default/5542724240987027296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnalittlebitchalittle.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-total-copy-and-pastebut-cool.html' title='This is a total copy and paste...but cool info all the same!!'/><author><name>Kristin Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153397081662590324</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-3240878271665495376.post-7020176618684635438</id><published>2009-04-22T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T12:55:45.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why the F do people think it is o.k. to invite themselves along??? If I want to hang out with you I would mention it or invite you.......it's not rocket science! Social bomber mistake numero uno!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3240878271665495376-7020176618684635438?l=learnalittlebitchalittle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnalittlebitchalittle.blogspot.com/feeds/7020176618684635438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://learnalittlebitchalittle.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-f-do-people-think-it-is-o.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3240878271665495376/posts/default/7020176618684635438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3240878271665495376/posts/default/7020176618684635438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnalittlebitchalittle.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-f-do-people-think-it-is-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristin Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153397081662590324</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-3240878271665495376.post-1452630941811611601</id><published>2009-04-21T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T12:57:12.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ambassodor of fun...as it were (and there he is behind me doing what he does best....making magic!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_Y_SYHbce8/Se6OXbhEfbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LtMFcW0Zo1g/s1600-h/IMG_0263%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_Y_SYHbce8/Se6OXbhEfbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LtMFcW0Zo1g/s320/IMG_0263%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327351942400474546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I met "the ambassador of fun" as he called himself! Who knew someone of such stature was employed at a Mexican restaurant in Kennesaw Georgia?? Whatever his employment woes.....he was, without a doubt, exactly who he exclaimed to be! I have never laughed so hard at such an awkward slash completely awesome experience! As my friend and I watched, he proceeded to pull out a variety of balloons from an apron and make balloon animals for us at the table!! He pumped his air pump in a aggressive manner right at crotch level and did so with such enthusiasm that it exploded. Upon his next try he pumped it right off the air feed! Finally on a third try of pumping his air pump back and forth he successfully created, of all things, a balloon replication of DNA!!! Man, if only I were single.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3240878271665495376-1452630941811611601?l=learnalittlebitchalittle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnalittlebitchalittle.blogspot.com/feeds/1452630941811611601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://learnalittlebitchalittle.blogspot.com/2009/04/ambassodor-of-funas-it-were.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3240878271665495376/posts/default/1452630941811611601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3240878271665495376/posts/default/1452630941811611601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnalittlebitchalittle.blogspot.com/2009/04/ambassodor-of-funas-it-were.html' title='ambassodor of fun...as it were (and there he is behind me doing what he does best....making magic!)'/><author><name>Kristin Rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14153397081662590324</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0_Y_SYHbce8/Se6OXbhEfbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LtMFcW0Zo1g/s72-c/IMG_0263%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
