<?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-8629411181942344662</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:42:48.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goddamn these 20's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629411181942344662/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>M_SF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358882827913180546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx1IMuekN0A/SfD4183oQKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/XMq0TbT3fuE/S220/mug_sketch_BW.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629411181942344662.post-2566230922611678029</id><published>2009-06-26T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:07:10.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MJ Is Dead, But He'll Never Stop Touching Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/MJ02.jpg" mce_href="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/MJ02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-7637" src="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/MJ02.jpg" mce_src="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/MJ02.jpg" alt="Michael Jackson -Scrapbook" height="338" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Facebook screamed with puns immediately following the news of Michael Jackson's death.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"His heart just couldn't 'Beat It,' or 'Do You Remember the Time,' when he was alive."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Beyond the immediate responses, people on the streets and in the bars Thursday night had many things to say about the King of Pop. It was a night to recollect our first memories of MJ.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;His old videos, including the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LbvP7dT3Dx0" mce_href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LbvP7dT3Dx0"&gt;Bollywood &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hMnk7lh9M3o" mce_href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hMnk7lh9M3o"&gt;Phillipine's prison&lt;/a&gt; versions, not to mention &lt;a href="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/41193000/jpg/_41193019_jackson_bubbles_203ap.jpg" mce_href="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/41193000/jpg/_41193019_jackson_bubbles_203ap.jpg"&gt;Bubbles the monkey&lt;/a&gt;, the rhinestone &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/Michael-Jackson-Thriller-Rhinestone-Glove-Necklace-OLD_W0QQitemZ120440511226QQcmdZViewItemQQptZLH_DefaultDomain_0?hash=item1c0ad05afa&amp;amp;_trksid=p3286.c0.m14&amp;amp;_trkparms=65%3A12%7C66%3A2%7C39%3A1%7C72%3A1205%7C240%3A1318%7C301%3A0%7C293%3A1%7C294%3A50" mce_href="http://cgi.ebay.com/Michael-Jackson-Thriller-Rhinestone-Glove-Necklace-OLD_W0QQitemZ120440511226QQcmdZViewItemQQptZLH_DefaultDomain_0?hash=item1c0ad05afa&amp;amp;_trksid=p3286.c0.m14&amp;amp;_trkparms=65%3A12|66%3A2|39%3A1|72%3A1205|240%3A1318|301%3A0|293%3A1|294%3A50"&gt;glove&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.curbplaces.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/neverlandfront.jpg" mce_href="http://www.curbplaces.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/neverlandfront.jpg"&gt;Neverland Ranch&lt;/a&gt;, the awkward fatherhood, and the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jZnUI8tfKjg" mce_href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jZnUI8tfKjg"&gt;Pepsi commercial of fire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But it was really about just wanting to hear Michael. Forget his problems: the marriages, the surgeries, the accusations.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Smooth Criminal," "Dirty Diana," "Thriller," and that badass knee twist thing he did that we could never quite recreate.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here's a collection of thoughts from bargoers on MJ's day of death.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Scrapbook photos from DJ Bunnystyle&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/06.jpg" mce_href="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-7638" src="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/06.jpg" mce_src="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/06.jpg" alt="Michael Jackson - Scrapbook" height="338" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"It was 1982. I was in 2nd grade and Thriller was the record that I was listening to. I remember looking at him with his baby tiger and seeing his ligament in his arm and just thinking 'wow, he's skinny!' But I still loved him. I danced to his album nonstop over and over again." - Beth Schuenemann&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"The first time MJ came into my life. I was seven years old. My older brother was ten. This was 89'. One day I was going through the couch cushions and found his Jackson 5 cassette and I stole it. For two weeks I listened to it nonstop. My brother cried everyday because he couldn't find it. I think it broke a few weeks later."  - Marisa Lehnert&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I remember my little sister listening to it, but I was totally into different shit. I was ten years old listening to Pink Floyd. But all my friends were obsessed with the jackets and shit." Jerome Broussard - Age 30 Doorman Lipo in Chinatown&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/05.jpg" mce_href="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-7641" src="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/05.jpg" mce_src="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/05.jpg" alt="MJ Scrapbook" height="338" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"My theory is that everyone from 18 to 40 has an MJ story. Mine goes back to when I was five years old. I wanted to be like the guys in his "Bad," video, the one where they're doing backflips at the end of the song, so I started trying the backflips. That was the first time I knocked the wind out of myself. I balled my eyes out." - DJ D.A.V.O aka David Richardson&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"If I lost Prince today, I would take tomorrow off. Not MJ, though. It's Prince's raunchiness that does it for me." - Simone Grudzen&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I took badminton in high school and our coach made us listen to an MJ medley every practice. It was kind of traumatizing."  - Ashley Pheil - Age 23&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/IMG_0789.jpg" mce_href="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/IMG_0789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-7640" src="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/IMG_0789.jpg" mce_src="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/IMG_0789.jpg" alt="MJ - Scrapbook" height="338" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I didn't know him, but I bet he would like us dancing in his honor." - Kim @ Lipo's in Chinatown&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"My brother worked for MJ. He did productions for Jackass, too. He said 'he was a nice guy, well mannered, very skinny'." - Man at Buddha on Grant Street&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"The way that he danced. The way he sang. The moonwalk was cool. He was only fifty. 'He he he, Ow!!!' " - Mark, Bartender at Buddha on Grant Street&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"There isn't a person in this bar who hasn't danced to the Thriller record. He's part of our DNA. There was a time in this country when everyone felt good." - Anonymous @ Buddha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I was obsessed with him last summer. It was all about the gravity lean. I think they put holes on the stage and used pegs on their shoes to do it." - Peter @ Jack's on 24th Street&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I was involuntarily committed to a psyche ward because I thought MJ was a modern messiah. Live and die in the public eye. It's all a metaphor." - Lindsey @ Jack's on 24th&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"RIP Mike. He gave you the 'durty soul.' He's the greatest. All the way from Jackson 5." - Man @ Jack's on 24th&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Black Michael, I'm not so sad about. He died a long, long time ago." - Girl @ Jack's&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I just think the whole thing is totally lame." - Dude at Jack's on 24th&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"My roommate is obsessed. Thriller jacket, all the videos, Billie Jean jacket. He broke every dish today. His hands are fucked up." - Roger at Jack's on 24th&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"First thing I remember I was in my basement. It was 'Heal the World.' I felt like I was in a stadium." - Mike Graef&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/MJ03.jpg" mce_href="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/MJ03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-7639" src="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/MJ03.jpg" mce_src="http://www.thebaybridged.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/MJ03.jpg" alt="Michael Jackson - Scrapbook" height="400" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629411181942344662-2566230922611678029?l=goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/feeds/2566230922611678029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/2009/06/mj-is-dead-but-hell-never-stop-touching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629411181942344662/posts/default/2566230922611678029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629411181942344662/posts/default/2566230922611678029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/2009/06/mj-is-dead-but-hell-never-stop-touching.html' title='MJ Is Dead, But He&apos;ll Never Stop Touching Us'/><author><name>M_SF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358882827913180546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx1IMuekN0A/SfD4183oQKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/XMq0TbT3fuE/S220/mug_sketch_BW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629411181942344662.post-2225259065960382936</id><published>2009-05-21T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:04:15.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in Mission is rad... except for that coke dealer downstairs</title><content type='html'>I usually don't mind the druggies, drunks, and general debaucherous douche bags in my hood, but when shit turns up missing  from my apartment complex, I get aggro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I went downstairs to take a bike ride a couple weeks ago and found that my unlocked bike was missing its wheels I was heated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo!!!! I decided to stalk the downstairs walk way where the crime occurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, during my nightly stalk, I saw a shadowy figure lurking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran upstairs, grabbed a flash light, and a knife, and proceeded (with the help of my roommate) to slyly go below from the fire escape. When I reached the ground level, I rushed the entrance with the light beaming in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAhhhh. I man started running. I started chasing. He stopped and turned around repeating, " Keys!! Keys!! I have Keys!!" He kept making short sniffing sounds. He was dancing with the white lady I presumed. I couldn't help but to feel sorry for the coke-head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where the fuck are my wheels!!!" I demanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know. I have keys," he repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the area a little more satisfied, but nonetheless troubled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629411181942344662-2225259065960382936?l=goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/feeds/2225259065960382936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/2009/05/living-in-mission-is-rad-except-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629411181942344662/posts/default/2225259065960382936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629411181942344662/posts/default/2225259065960382936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/2009/05/living-in-mission-is-rad-except-for.html' title='Living in Mission is rad... except for that coke dealer downstairs'/><author><name>M_SF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358882827913180546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx1IMuekN0A/SfD4183oQKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/XMq0TbT3fuE/S220/mug_sketch_BW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629411181942344662.post-317397630351895186</id><published>2009-04-28T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:16:07.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping on a couch bed is about as great as it sounds. For serious</title><content type='html'>I love my couch bed because it's soo comfortable. I mean when I want to sit on a couch I can, and when I want to sleep on a bed I can. Thanks Ikea!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:popLargeImageWindow('en_US','color:','','Size','%C2%A0',%20'close%20window');"&gt;&lt;img id="productImg" src="http://www.ikea.com/PIAimages/45647_PE141902_S3.jpg" alt="SOLSTA Sofa bed" border="0" height="250" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/70087108&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629411181942344662-317397630351895186?l=goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/feeds/317397630351895186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/2009/04/sleeping-on-couch-bed-is-about-as-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629411181942344662/posts/default/317397630351895186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629411181942344662/posts/default/317397630351895186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/2009/04/sleeping-on-couch-bed-is-about-as-great.html' title='Sleeping on a couch bed is about as great as it sounds. For serious'/><author><name>M_SF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358882827913180546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx1IMuekN0A/SfD4183oQKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/XMq0TbT3fuE/S220/mug_sketch_BW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629411181942344662.post-6122481924830792906</id><published>2009-04-28T21:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:16:46.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These rich kids suck, too</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!!! Wanna come party at my million dollar home in Noe Valley? What? No? C'mon. Even the NYTimes wants to kick it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MF'as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2009/04/23/garden/23sanfran-600.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="380" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/04/23/garden/23sanfran.html?_r=1&amp;amp;hpw"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2009/04/23/garden/23sanfran.html?_r=1&amp;amp;hpw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629411181942344662-6122481924830792906?l=goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/feeds/6122481924830792906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/2009/04/these-rich-kids-suck-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629411181942344662/posts/default/6122481924830792906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629411181942344662/posts/default/6122481924830792906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/2009/04/these-rich-kids-suck-too.html' title='These rich kids suck, too'/><author><name>M_SF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358882827913180546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx1IMuekN0A/SfD4183oQKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/XMq0TbT3fuE/S220/mug_sketch_BW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629411181942344662.post-1460367458449494531</id><published>2009-04-28T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:09:07.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why people suck....</title><content type='html'>To the person who stole my bicycle tires: I hope you catch swine flu after you buy the crack that my wheels afforded you. Wait... i just hope you get hit by a car, seeing as how my bike was parked in the apt. complex... Which neighbor was it...hmmmm I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and you're an idiot. My bike wasn't even locked up!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629411181942344662-1460367458449494531?l=goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/feeds/1460367458449494531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-people-suck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629411181942344662/posts/default/1460367458449494531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629411181942344662/posts/default/1460367458449494531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-people-suck.html' title='Why people suck....'/><author><name>M_SF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358882827913180546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx1IMuekN0A/SfD4183oQKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/XMq0TbT3fuE/S220/mug_sketch_BW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629411181942344662.post-7259007583454704840</id><published>2009-04-28T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:06:47.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate corporations</title><content type='html'>A quick list of corporations that can suck my N-U-Tzzz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verizon Wireless!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turned off my phone on Monday! Bastard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to pay two months of overdue bills at once: $206. Then another $15  to turn it back on!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zipcar!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sooo evil but everyone thinks you're sooo great. I hate you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My card didn't work today, so what did you say to me: "Sorry sir, but all we can do is cancel your reservation." Well WTF else was going to happen if the card that is needed in order to drive the car didn't work, do you ACTUALLY charge people for their reservation when a zipcard doesn't work after only the 4th time!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the customer service beotch: Jennifer!!!!!! You're a complete idiot!!!! I hope you lose your job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629411181942344662-7259007583454704840?l=goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/feeds/7259007583454704840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-corporations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629411181942344662/posts/default/7259007583454704840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629411181942344662/posts/default/7259007583454704840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-corporations.html' title='I hate corporations'/><author><name>M_SF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358882827913180546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx1IMuekN0A/SfD4183oQKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/XMq0TbT3fuE/S220/mug_sketch_BW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629411181942344662.post-5819740825039768325</id><published>2009-04-28T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:00:46.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why being broke, 25, a journalist, and broke, sucks</title><content type='html'>Pros of being a journalist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Papercuts fo' free!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Meet rad people!!!&lt;br /&gt;Spend all day thinking about better ways to say stuff!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons of being a journalist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journalism's 150 year old business model is dead!!! FUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nobody has paid work for an entry level reporter!!! Aargh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8629411181942344662-5819740825039768325?l=goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/feeds/5819740825039768325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-being-broke-25-journalist-and-broke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629411181942344662/posts/default/5819740825039768325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8629411181942344662/posts/default/5819740825039768325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goddamnthese20s.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-being-broke-25-journalist-and-broke.html' title='Why being broke, 25, a journalist, and broke, sucks'/><author><name>M_SF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08358882827913180546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bx1IMuekN0A/SfD4183oQKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/XMq0TbT3fuE/S220/mug_sketch_BW.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
