<?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-5913698</id><updated>2011-08-30T22:06:35.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NINA FARINA</title><subtitle type='html'>Poetical Rants, Political Rants, Romantic Rants, Not so romantic rants...Yahoo messanger screenname is ninanuyorican...email is ninanuyorican at yahoo dot com </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nina</name><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>436</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913698.post-3090129593322960046</id><published>2007-04-29T09:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T10:08:34.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Goeeyist (and most boring) Post I Will Write in a WhileYesterday was ordinary.  The night before I had gone out with a girlfriend for a little bit just so that I could wake up early.I got up early so that I could grade finals, lots of finals.  I made us brunch.  I graded more finals and then we went to Office Depot.  We have to buy a new printer and invitations so that I can make invites for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/3090129593322960046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=3090129593322960046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/3090129593322960046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/3090129593322960046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2007/04/goeeyist-and-most-boring-post-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-858439505118003638</id><published>2007-03-26T06:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T07:02:39.632-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On dogs and grandchildren.This past week I have become fixated on getting a dog.   I've been wanting a  dog for while and I have researched what breed  I want thoroughly.  Yes, I  am willing to get  a mutt but since my husband is not a dog lover I want to make sure I know what I am getting.  I saw a flyer for Shiba Inus and my heart jumped out of me.  It was a few months ahead of schedule but I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/858439505118003638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=858439505118003638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/858439505118003638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/858439505118003638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2007/03/on-dogs-and-grandchildren.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-3350025471331945879</id><published>2007-03-15T07:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T07:42:48.818-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Beware the Ides of MarchMy past few days have been strange.  On the plus side I've made some resolutions.  Wish me luck achieving them.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/3350025471331945879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=3350025471331945879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/3350025471331945879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/3350025471331945879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2007/03/beware-ides-of-march-my-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-172431670642245589</id><published>2007-03-11T18:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T18:21:35.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eventually I will write. This is just a link to an article that is a follow up of an earlier post.See we're not the only ones </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/172431670642245589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=172431670642245589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/172431670642245589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/172431670642245589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2007/03/eventually-i-will-write.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-7782227075361308302</id><published>2007-02-25T15:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T16:04:01.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As a teacher, as a poet, and as a citizen that wants a more connected world, i beg you to watch this.Save the Internet | Rock the Vote</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/7782227075361308302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=7782227075361308302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/7782227075361308302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/7782227075361308302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2007/02/if-you-value-freedom-you-have-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-117172103218688978</id><published>2007-02-17T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T11:20:43.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My new life (and why I don't share a bed with my husband)I never understood why people pretend the week begins on Sunday.  Anyone that exist in a mildly grown up world knows the week begins Monday.  For the past few weeks I've been trying to find a schedule that balances out my new life and gets everything done and here it is.Most days I wake up at 6 and go to bed at 10:30.  I try to get an ab/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/117172103218688978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=117172103218688978' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/117172103218688978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/117172103218688978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-new-life-and-why-i-dont-share-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913698.post-117093594710509425</id><published>2007-02-08T06:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T06:59:07.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been a long timeand will continue to be a bit longer.It's cheap to post that you plan on posting soon but I do.  I could post now but I don't want my first post in two weeks to be whiney. So for the friends that use this to "keep track" of me -- I'm alive and doing well.  I'm happy and peaceful.  And that is all.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/117093594710509425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=117093594710509425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/117093594710509425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/117093594710509425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2007/02/been-long-time-and-will-continue-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116939340333425231</id><published>2007-01-21T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T10:30:03.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I could give you a massive list of what I have been doing But, u don't  care -- so here is a short hodge podge of what I've been up to and if you want me to elaborate ask...The new job is hard to describe and I'm not allowed to talk about what I do anyway. However, I do like my new co workers.Southbeach is the most overrated overpriced place I have ever been and I am sure it is one of the most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116939340333425231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116939340333425231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116939340333425231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116939340333425231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-could-give-you-massive-list-of-what.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116825886191383537</id><published>2007-01-08T07:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T11:23:48.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Teachers/ArtistsMaybe this is  only a Southern phenom, but is anyone else catching wind of teachers being fired for their art? Two examples that quickly come to mind, but I have heard more.A woman who was a porn actor ten years ago, under a different name, when she looked completely different is fired from her school when "someone" links her old stage name to her new identity.  This comes with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116825886191383537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116825886191383537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116825886191383537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116825886191383537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2007/01/teachersartists-maybe-this-is-only.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116782937270545789</id><published>2007-01-03T07:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T10:12:01.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holiday Wrap UpI have a feeling 2007 is going to be a big year--before I get there let me tell you where I've been. John and I decided not to spend Christmas together.  We have never spent a Christmas together.  I don't want to take him from his grandmas and I want to spend it with my siblings.  We decided that once third parties are introduced folks can come to our house, till then we will each </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116782937270545789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116782937270545789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116782937270545789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116782937270545789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2007/01/holiday-wrap-up-i-have-feeling-2007-is.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116653411054489325</id><published>2006-12-19T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T10:28:02.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Comic I have followed For Better of For Worse for years.   Certain events in the characters lives have actually mirrored events in my own (ie April coming along out of nowhere and being about eleven years younger than Elizabeth like Dianna and me; their dog died when my dog died; I could go on).Michael is a writer.  And, as silly as it seems, my heart is in my throat that Michael doesn't go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116653411054489325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116653411054489325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116653411054489325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116653411054489325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-comic-i-have-followed-for-better-of.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116637015156057080</id><published>2006-12-17T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T10:42:31.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yuck yuck yuck read this article. my opinion--when people who are married for  YEARS get separated they both deteriorate rapidly.  I can empathize with the fact that elder care is very difficult BUT unless he was abusing her I think there had to be a better way for the state to handle it than putting her in a home.  Maybe a rotational nurse that goes amongst families that are attempting to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116637015156057080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116637015156057080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116637015156057080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116637015156057080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/12/yuck-yuck-yuck-read-this-article.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116636532466907479</id><published>2006-12-17T09:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T13:11:12.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RANDOMLYThe Joneses are stupid      I don't get people who are very into "stuff".  It perplexes me when someone who can complain that they are having problems making their ends meet can buy and/or lease a ridiculously expensive car when something a lot cheaper and practical will meet their needs. I don't get people who are hooked on a designer cause of the designer.  I do understand generally </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116636532466907479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116636532466907479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116636532466907479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116636532466907479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/12/randomly-joneses-are-stupid-i-dont-get.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116611119556069272</id><published>2006-12-14T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T10:46:35.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wowstarting Jan 8th, for the first time in ten years, i will have a full time job where i have to report to an office and work a set schedulei am not giving up the night teaching gig eitherpray for me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116611119556069272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116611119556069272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116611119556069272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116611119556069272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/12/wow-starting-jan-8th-for-first-time-in.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116567357928646668</id><published>2006-12-09T09:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T09:12:59.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's a matter of faith.So, not many people know this, or maybe they do, I am a very spiritual devout Christian.  I read Scripture daily and pray often and do my best to incorporate Christ teachings into my everyday life. I am having an insane amount of trouble finding a Church.  Oh yeah, I'm also a Buddhist, and I also follow an African Philosophy.  Either way.  Lots of Christians would think I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116567357928646668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116567357928646668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116567357928646668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116567357928646668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-matter-of-faith.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116552715565420468</id><published>2006-12-07T16:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T08:48:21.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First, Happy 30th Birthday to the most wonderful husband ever!!!Second,  what do you do with a writing project that has gotten to the point where it scares you?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116552715565420468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116552715565420468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116552715565420468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116552715565420468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/12/first-happy-30th-birthday-to-most.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116472166027218519</id><published>2006-11-28T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:45:32.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ChangeI'm cutting my hair today.  I haven't gotten a short hair cut since 2001.  I just want it to graze my shoulders which, for me, is short.  I think my hair looks better long but every four years or so I cut it short.  I've only lasted this long because each time I wanted to cut my hair I got a new tattoo.  I have decided to accept this cycle.  I am going to cut out all the dyed parts of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116472166027218519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116472166027218519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116472166027218519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116472166027218519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/11/change-im-cutting-my-hair-today.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116404367388895989</id><published>2006-11-20T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T12:27:53.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel like starting something.What are your five best decisions?  Mine1.  At 14 i choose to give up all late after school activities so my baby brother and sister would not have to stay in extended daycare.  (any loss I experience was far outweighed by their gain)2.  Going to Wellesley3.  Using birth control4.    Going to law school in New York City (since I got to do law school and experience a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116404367388895989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116404367388895989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116404367388895989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116404367388895989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-feel-like-starting-something.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116344740024075736</id><published>2006-11-13T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T21:32:42.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An article by me, and an article about me...all in the same dayso a few months ago someone contacted me about writing an article on me.  i thought the idea had been dropped after the interview but apparently the author just forgot to tell me it was runningso here it is  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116344740024075736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116344740024075736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116344740024075736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116344740024075736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/11/article-by-me-and-article-about-me.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116343027488911381</id><published>2006-11-13T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T08:50:33.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm a published lawyerFunny--I don't have a subscription the the journal I am published in.  You can see my name and a snippet of the article if you click here. I'm soooo excited.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116343027488911381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116343027488911381' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116343027488911381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116343027488911381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-published-lawyer-funny-i-dont-have.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913698.post-116283282056146724</id><published>2006-11-06T12:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:41:00.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FellowshipAs much as I like to be alone, and as much as I need this as an artist--I have realized that, contrary to my logical beliefs, I am happier when I am around people.  This past birthday weekend was fabolous.  I acted like I was turning about 14 instead of 27 and maybe that is what made it so great.The Lewis family joined me at the fair and it was soooo nice to spend time with the little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116283282056146724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116283282056146724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116283282056146724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116283282056146724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/11/fellowship-as-much-as-i-like-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116222645719825864</id><published>2006-10-30T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T11:40:57.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AdmissionsI am lactose intolerant, ocassionally I go into a state of denial and I drink cafe con leches.  No more.  It hurts  :-(I have a blood disorder.  It's why I was never the party animal, it's why I sneak out of parties were I am enjoying myself.  My legs cramp up, and I become exhausted.  I am not THAT anti-social.  I don't want sympathy, I'm not a sick puppy.  And, to all the people who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116222645719825864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116222645719825864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116222645719825864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116222645719825864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/10/admissions-i-am-lactose-intolerant.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116103422366092211</id><published>2006-10-16T17:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:54:36.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GrowthToday, we give big big props to my dad.  Why you ask?Because my father realized he had a problem, has gotten help and has grown incredibly as a human being (as recent events have proved).Seeing as I used to put him on blast via my poetry, in his pre-help days, I felt the need to shout out that my dad has just grown incredibly.  I am soooo proud!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116103422366092211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116103422366092211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116103422366092211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116103422366092211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/10/growth-today-we-give-big-big-props-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116074776468756269</id><published>2006-10-13T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T11:21:59.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A writing exercise.I have given myself a writing exercise (and maybe I have phrase it in legalese).  The purpose of the exercise was to give my new voice some direction.  However, I would really appreciate other's input/answers to this question.What are a writer's duties and/or obligations?Feel free to email me or post your answer as a comment.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116074776468756269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116074776468756269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116074776468756269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116074776468756269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/10/writing-exercise.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116065425023716213</id><published>2006-10-12T07:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T14:18:58.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Unintentionally Race Post 3I just wrote a post where I said I wasn't going to post about race.  I changed my mind.  Today is a two post for one day.  The Daily News has done a write up of a piece I saw in GMA about a 16 year-old Harlem girl redoing Dr. Kenneth Clark's "doll" experiment.  Click here When I was growing up my nickname was Negra fea (ugly black girl).  It is hard to explain to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116065425023716213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116065425023716213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116065425023716213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116065425023716213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/10/unintentionally-race-post-3-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116065184177959460</id><published>2006-10-12T06:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T13:43:23.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The race post are taking a time out.  I am dealing with some rather heavy cases at work, emotionally heavy and difficult cases, and so my race experiences are taking a back seat. Instead you will get a random post about my hair cut. My hair cut is not as much of a change as Mireille, who is single-handedly bringing sexy back, but it is a change.   I cut about four or five inches off of my hair.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116065184177959460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116065184177959460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116065184177959460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116065184177959460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/10/race-post-are-taking-time-out.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116014589497777661</id><published>2006-10-06T10:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T17:03:55.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i miss poetry like i used to know itlike i used to have itwhen i was surrounded by itand submerged in itwhen it feel from all of my friends tonguesi miss poetry like i used to write iti still speak in mourning poemsmy heart has not healed andsometimesi don't think it ever willand so a part of me has been ripped outand i haven't found a home filled with prosea home that makes me want to speak in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116014589497777661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116014589497777661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116014589497777661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116014589497777661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-miss-poetry-like-i-used-to-know-it.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-116006117843981428</id><published>2006-10-05T11:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T10:43:37.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The phone number has changed.  If you want it IM me or email mein other news malia tagged me so here it goesWhat were you doing 5yrs ago?1. studying for the LSAT2. quitting my job3. writing poetry4. living with three amazing people5. wonderingYesterday?1. wasted three hours in cingular2. went to the office3. saw the Lost premiere (so awesome)4. fell asleep watching Colbert Report (like I do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/116006117843981428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=116006117843981428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116006117843981428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/116006117843981428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/10/phone-number-has-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115928224391445585</id><published>2006-09-26T10:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T10:50:43.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Side notes (light and dark)Light-- in a few weeks my phone number will be changing.  i will send it out via text message or if you need my number email.  i check my email several times a day.Dark--sometimes when I am reviewing files or studying genocide I think, what was I doing on that day.  sometimes i can remember.  my days are never as bad as the days i read about for other people.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115928224391445585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115928224391445585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115928224391445585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115928224391445585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/09/side-notes-light-and-dark-light-in-few.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115921237712829545</id><published>2006-09-25T15:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T15:58:49.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Race Post #2...Race v. EthnicityApologies to those who actually thought I would post every other day.  I decided to let the other post sit for a while to see what comments I received. In New York, and most places in the Northeast I am Puerto Rican.  It gets left at that.  Once I had to explain to the attorney I worked for that Puerto Rican is not a race it is an ethnicity.  We had a client and, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115921237712829545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115921237712829545' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115921237712829545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115921237712829545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/09/race-post-2.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913698.post-115860087573544850</id><published>2006-09-18T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T17:13:01.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Race post 1I've decide to make the race post a series and even though I am busy this week hopefully I'll post every other day till I get it out.  Today's post is the Native post (and maybe these will be posted out of order).My mother's family is mostly Taino, a good chunk Yoruba, a good chunk Portuguese (not Spanish as people assume), a bit Spanish and a tiny bit Irish.  When my uncle died a year</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115860087573544850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115860087573544850' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115860087573544850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115860087573544850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/09/race-post-1-ive-decide-to-make-race.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913698.post-115807843949008032</id><published>2006-09-12T12:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T12:27:19.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Little Things Sometimes when I am running late in the morning John makes my peanut butter and jelly sandwich  (I eat them for lunch about 3x per week).  Then when lunch time comes the sandwich always taste better than if I had made it, 20x better.  And, that makes me happy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115807843949008032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115807843949008032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115807843949008032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115807843949008032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/09/little-things-sometimes-when-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115798510322976070</id><published>2006-09-11T10:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T11:13:12.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things that have been occurring to me....Race is a concept so elastic that it is stupid (more on this later).You CAN pick your family, you just can't pick your relatives.My bar needs to be stocked...today...maybe this afternoon evenSewing may be harder to learn that I think it will be, but the designing has been funI am scared I am going to fail my driving test because I am not good at driving </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115798510322976070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115798510322976070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115798510322976070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115798510322976070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/09/things-that-have-been-occurring-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115710860009155269</id><published>2006-09-01T07:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T08:48:29.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UpdateIf you went to  my photographer's blog  yesterday,  go again, you have to scroll down but she added more photos.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115710860009155269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115710860009155269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115710860009155269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115710860009155269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/09/update-if-you-went-to-my-photographers.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115703988804533171</id><published>2006-08-31T11:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T11:58:08.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WellIf you would like to see a picture of me on the wedding day click here.  The link goes to my photographers blog.  If you would like to see more photos email me personally and I will give you the website and password.  You'll get to see the good AND the bad.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115703988804533171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115703988804533171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115703988804533171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115703988804533171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-if-you-would-like-to-see-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115688984850839863</id><published>2006-08-29T18:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T14:12:09.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm married and it feels like someone took the beauty that was already there and sprinkled magic alllllll over it. I am very happy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115688984850839863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115688984850839863' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115688984850839863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115688984850839863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-married-and-it-feels-like-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913698.post-115477078961107259</id><published>2006-08-05T05:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T05:39:49.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boy George and 13 Bags of Cocaine.....WTF!!So Boy George calls the police to report a break in in his house and the police find 13 bags of coke.  Read hereI have clients who have done a hell of a lot less facing a hell of a lot more time.  A good chunk of my week was actually spent on precisely that issue.  Now how the hell does Boy George get 5 days COMMUNITY SERVICE@@#&amp;$(*!@ for 13 bags Coke?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115477078961107259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115477078961107259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115477078961107259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115477078961107259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/08/boy-george-and-13-bags-of-cocaine.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115358184246860176</id><published>2006-07-22T11:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T11:24:02.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Listen to thisIf you like Pachelbel's Canon you must listen to/watch this  some guy arranged and played it on electric guitar.  Even if you don't like it listen because is one of the most awesome arrangments of anyhing I have ever heard.   Click here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115358184246860176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115358184246860176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115358184246860176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115358184246860176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/07/listen-to-this-if-you-like-pachelbels.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115340686068693239</id><published>2006-07-20T10:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T12:11:39.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Black and MildToday when picking up coffee from the gas station I scanned the items behind the clerks counter.  They were typical behind the counter items and by the time my eyes reached the boxes of Black and Mild cigars all I could think was that that name sounds like a type of pornography.Black and Mild Videos for Retirees of Color</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115340686068693239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115340686068693239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115340686068693239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115340686068693239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/07/black-and-mild-today-when-picking-up.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115324200448522284</id><published>2006-07-18T12:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T13:00:04.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is a cheap post but it is a meme i got from Poppy Z. Brite's page1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says:Our eyes, our hearts, will be scorched by what we see.2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can...what do you touch first?nothing3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?the news4. WITHOUT LOOKING, what time is it?12:50 pm5. Now look </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115324200448522284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115324200448522284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115324200448522284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115324200448522284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-is-cheap-post-but-it-is-meme-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115254715121090103</id><published>2006-07-10T11:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:23:22.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Please noteIf you are a coca-cola  fan and grew up near a 7-11 a Pepsi-Freeze WILL NOT satisfy your craving for a coke slurpee.  It won't even come close. :-(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115254715121090103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115254715121090103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115254715121090103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115254715121090103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/07/please-note-if-you-are-coca-cola-fan.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115241124925016735</id><published>2006-07-08T22:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T10:39:00.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>weirdest injury ever I cut up my leg and foot swimming into a tree</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115241124925016735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115241124925016735' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115241124925016735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115241124925016735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/07/weirdest-injury-ever-i-cut-up-my-leg.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115189187778983413</id><published>2006-07-02T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T21:57:57.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The lesson of the week When you don't understand something because you haven't lived itdon't try to shove it into your spectrum of how life should beNot everything is as cookies and milk as you think.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115189187778983413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115189187778983413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115189187778983413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115189187778983413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/07/lesson-of-week-when-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115158797444087101</id><published>2006-06-29T09:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T09:54:23.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm writing again / thinking about writing / still writing lots of mourning poems but it's different now somehow.  Below are two works in progress.  They're all works in progress.  Creative commons and such, though I would like to be advised if someone decides to use them. _______________________For JuanI"ve been trying to hold my breathto get past the in betweenthese caught in cages moementswhen</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115158797444087101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115158797444087101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115158797444087101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115158797444087101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-writing-again-thinking-about.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115129041233325414</id><published>2006-06-25T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T22:53:32.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From Salome's blog...consider yourself tagged as well5 things in my refrigerator:1. a grapefruit2. low fat plain organic yogurt3. left over chicken4. apple sauce5. cheeses5 things in my closet:1. stuff from goodwill2. shoes3. dresses4. stuff5. scarves5 things in my purse (i normally don't carry a purse but i have a lil bag that comes with me on long days):1. an extra pair of contact lenses2. lip </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115129041233325414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115129041233325414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115129041233325414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115129041233325414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/06/from-salomes-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115111410485241585</id><published>2006-06-23T21:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T21:55:04.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the lesson is if i get nostalgic for the parties we had at my abuela's when i was a kidand i drinkand i danceand i log onto my computer and go to the amazon websitei will buy lots of bomba y plena cds before i realize what i am doingbut i won't cancel my orderi won'ti won'ti won't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115111410485241585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115111410485241585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115111410485241585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115111410485241585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/06/lesson-is-if-i-get-nostalgic-for.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115063575606022018</id><published>2006-06-18T08:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T19:27:37.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Beyonce and Fur....sort of I think the way that PETA confronted Beyonce is brilliant.  However, I think they should do one more thing--if they paid for a dinner with Beyonce and if she ended the dinner before the meal was through I believe they should sue her for breach of contract.  Not that I love PETA, but they paid for her company throughout a dinner and she did not keep her end of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115063575606022018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115063575606022018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115063575606022018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115063575606022018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/06/beyonce-and-fur.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115048103987399634</id><published>2006-06-16T14:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T14:03:59.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OccasionallyI need to remind myself that I may not make much money but,I do good work--in both its nature and its quality.I believe in what I do.And most of the time I love what I do. I have a goal and I am pretty sure I am getting there. These are all good things.  You know, aside from the making a lil money.  ;-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115048103987399634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115048103987399634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115048103987399634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115048103987399634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/06/occasionally-i-need-to-remind-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115036795856178601</id><published>2006-06-15T06:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T06:39:18.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is it just me or is Cassie freakishly like Aaliyah?Body shape and everything...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115036795856178601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115036795856178601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115036795856178601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115036795856178601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/06/is-it-just-me-or-is-cassie-freakishly.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-115013524927781676</id><published>2006-06-12T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T14:00:49.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friends and Loved OnesPlease email me your mailing addresses so that I can replace/update my lost address book.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/115013524927781676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=115013524927781676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115013524927781676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/115013524927781676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/06/friends-and-loved-ones-please-email-me.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114997884461699742</id><published>2006-06-10T18:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T18:34:04.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>At the intersection of law and artWhen do artist have the duty to intervene?  Outside of the art world, in most areas, there is no duty intervene, no good samaritan law...no matter how much we don't like it it is legal to watch someone get murdered and not do anything about it (okay there are exceptions but law always has exceptions).Recently Diane Sawyer has drawn a lot of heat for a segmet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114997884461699742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114997884461699742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114997884461699742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114997884461699742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/06/at-intersection-of-law-and-art-when-do.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114970150904800164</id><published>2006-06-07T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T13:31:50.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happiness is Finding out popcorn is a whole grain. But seriously when I gradauted college one of my older wiser friends told me that, for women, aging doesn't happen gradually it happens in spurts.  Boy she wasn't kidding.  When I was 21 I became lactose intolerant and my metabolism slowed.I turned 26 in November, gained 5 pounds in two months, dietted from January till I think about two weeks </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114970150904800164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114970150904800164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114970150904800164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114970150904800164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/06/happiness-is-finding-out-popcorn-is.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114909498054420904</id><published>2006-05-31T12:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T19:02:31.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BeautifulSo we flew out to the Bay Area friday night.  Saturday was spent tromping around San Fran, had lunch with some people who I truly adore and it was more than lovely. Saturday night was chill, having pizza and wine with old friends. Sunday we caught X-Men 3 gotta say I loved it, cause I did. Spencer and Stephanie's wedding Sunday afternoon was gorgeous.  I was so happy I cried.  And I get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114909498054420904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114909498054420904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114909498054420904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114909498054420904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/05/beautiful-so-we-flew-out-to-bay-area.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114857597791145684</id><published>2006-05-25T12:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T04:14:07.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RegistrySo apparently I hate shopping so much and am so frugal that I am having trouble registering.Fine china or not $130 for a five piece place setting?!and I may want the 300 thread count sheets but $80 for a set.Maybe if folks could just give me the money I could get twice the stuff and have four times the fun.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114857597791145684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114857597791145684' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114857597791145684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114857597791145684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/05/registry-so-apparently-i-hate-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114849240437213384</id><published>2006-05-24T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T13:40:04.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maybe my standards are low but My definition of a good day is two loving functional conversations with my parents.I'm smiling</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114849240437213384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114849240437213384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114849240437213384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114849240437213384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/05/maybe-my-standards-are-low-but-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114848754334266033</id><published>2006-05-24T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T12:19:03.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Artist Beware?So John points out on the 23rd that they are not letting MIA into the country.I am more scared of the fact that they are not letting Richard Kelly (director of Donnie Darko) out of the country.And on an inspirational note I've been a fan of the Dixie Chicks since I heard the song Goodbye Earl, but the new song...love it so much. They're trying to be viewed as adult contemporary </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114848754334266033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114848754334266033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114848754334266033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114848754334266033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/05/artist-beware-so-john-points-out-on.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114833528486248849</id><published>2006-05-22T17:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T22:46:13.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ChallengesMaybe I am too goal oriented but I have been doing some personal reflection and I am okay with that.  I have realized that my life goals have typically been intellectual.  I think the Wellesley/Columbia combo has satisfied my urge for intellectual hurdles.  It's not as if I have turned my brain off, but the things I am doing don't feel as challenging.Creatively I had goals but I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114833528486248849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114833528486248849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114833528486248849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114833528486248849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/05/challenges-maybe-i-am-too-goal.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114805369245665904</id><published>2006-05-19T11:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T12:00:18.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GrowthSo I just got off the phone with my dad.  It is interesting how our relationship has developed.  We spent two years not talking because of "an incident".  Before that our relationship was ______, let's just say my dad has/had issues.Since he has admitted that he has had issues we have started to develop a new relationship.  It has its bumps (see two posts prior).  There are times were old </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114805369245665904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114805369245665904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114805369245665904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114805369245665904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/05/growth-so-i-just-got-off-phone-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114804073310341827</id><published>2006-05-19T08:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T08:12:13.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Every once and a whileI get reminded how talented my friends are (not that I needed reminding). Watch these.  First watch the one on the bottom then watch the one on top. If you have more time on your hands watch this too.The second link is way longer and the page has links to other short films.I also got an email from a friend who has just published a children's book and is sending me a copy.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114804073310341827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114804073310341827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114804073310341827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114804073310341827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/05/every-once-and-while-i-get-reminded.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114771724244581060</id><published>2006-05-15T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T14:20:42.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's  a rough dayWhen you realize that if you  ate the way  you used to do when you were in college you will get sick (AND gain weight) ....   :-(getting older stinks</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114771724244581060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114771724244581060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114771724244581060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114771724244581060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-rough-day-when-you-realize-that-if.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114763754264670443</id><published>2006-05-14T16:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T16:12:22.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i'm not a mom and happy mother's day to all of you who are....but apparently I am a good Professor.  I got an email congratulating me on my student evaluations.  Per the department chair, they are really good, particularly since I have never taught at a college before.  He wants me to teach my Genocide class in both the fall and the spring with the possibility of a second class in the spring.I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114763754264670443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114763754264670443' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114763754264670443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114763754264670443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-im-not-mom-and-happy-mothers-day-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114719086171526817</id><published>2006-05-09T12:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T12:07:41.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woohoo So the invites are ordered.  Hopefully they come back all right.  Now I have to get the addresses I don't have but need.  Sigh</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114719086171526817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114719086171526817' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114719086171526817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114719086171526817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/05/woohoo-so-invites-are-ordered.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114674547930798430</id><published>2006-05-04T08:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T08:24:39.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Opinions PleaseI am self-employed and I have been looking into getting my own health insurance--here is what I have been finding.  Maternity coverage is optional, which means I would have to pay about 50-70 extra per month if I wanted maternity coverage. Figure this.1.  Having a baby cost about 10,0002.  The insurance coverage will only give me between 1,500-2,500 in maternity coverage.3.  John </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114674547930798430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114674547930798430' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114674547930798430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114674547930798430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/05/opinions-please-i-am-self-employed-and.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913698.post-114653497249151563</id><published>2006-05-01T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T21:56:12.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I tried to be a poet this eveningI was alone and thought I could turn 14 months worth of grief into artit is not artit is big tearsand lots of snotand some words on a page that come out just as shitty as a I feel when I think about how much I miss them all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114653497249151563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114653497249151563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114653497249151563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114653497249151563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-tried-to-be-poet-this-evening-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114606959794916204</id><published>2006-04-26T12:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T12:39:57.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at workI get told I look too young to be an attorney fairly often.  Generally people put it rather politely (my client this morning was really cute about it).  And, generally, I say thank you, tell them it is good genetics and assure them that I am in fact a licensed attorney. Occasionally the person goes on and on about how I look so young blah blah blah...I look like a little girl etc. etc. and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114606959794916204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114606959794916204' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114606959794916204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114606959794916204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/04/at-work-i-get-told-i-look-too-young-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913698.post-114589605330234948</id><published>2006-04-24T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T12:27:33.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So as John  said, the wedding plans are literally "falling into place". We have to meet with Judge Benton soon to plan the ceremony (and can I tell you how much I LOVE Judge Benton) but all the dresses are bought and the caterer is lined up and friends are volunteering to do things and it is all just coming along like I had faith it would.  I am sure our wedding is going to be nothing like people</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114589605330234948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114589605330234948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114589605330234948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114589605330234948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-as-john-said-wedding-plans-are.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114557874001873143</id><published>2006-04-20T20:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T20:19:00.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ConfessionI regret not stripping my way through law school.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114557874001873143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114557874001873143' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114557874001873143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114557874001873143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/04/confession-i-regret-not-stripping-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913698.post-114544135909322978</id><published>2006-04-19T06:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T06:09:19.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Conversations in my Mom's House Sister (15) -- Nina if John was a girl do you think you would be a lesbian?Me-- Yes...If I found a woman that I clicked with as deeply as I clicked with John I would have to be a lesbian.My mom--What did she ask you?Me--IF John was a girl would I be a lesbian.  I said yes, because he is my soul mate.My mom (as if this was just ridiculously obvious)--If John was a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114544135909322978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114544135909322978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114544135909322978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114544135909322978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/04/conversations-in-my-moms-house-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114505715144710788</id><published>2006-04-14T19:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T19:25:51.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SighWake upDrive an hour to the  mega huge palisades mall (and i mean HUGE)Go through every store that sells formal wore in an attempt to find two blue (who gives about the shade of blue) dressesfind nothinggo to nyack mall, check out macy's and another store and another store find nothingtry to recoup at cheesecake factory but not really cause you are tiredyou thought this would be easierdrive </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114505715144710788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114505715144710788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114505715144710788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114505715144710788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/04/sigh-wake-up-drive-hour-to-mega-huge.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114467063022253053</id><published>2006-04-10T07:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T08:03:50.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dust in the WindSo, I haven't really been writing.  And when I say I haven't been writing, I haven't been writing in my journal, I haven't been writing poems and in the last few months I haven't even been working on all the academic essays I want to write (which are typically the easiest things for me to write as they require little emotion). I think it has all gotten to me.  The four deaths in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114467063022253053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114467063022253053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114467063022253053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114467063022253053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/04/dust-in-wind-so-i-havent-really-been.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114376208449705508</id><published>2006-03-30T18:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T18:41:24.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I teach about genocideI do not think genocide should be taught like this</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114376208449705508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114376208449705508' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114376208449705508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114376208449705508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-teach-about-genocide-i-do-not-think.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114350002356259775</id><published>2006-03-27T17:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T17:53:43.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From tattoos to politics This annoys me. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114350002356259775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114350002356259775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114350002356259775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114350002356259775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/03/from-tattoos-to-politics-this-annoys_27.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114342651139968778</id><published>2006-03-26T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T21:28:31.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the problem is My back piece,  the tattoo that i started low on my ass so that it could slowly take over my back with time...well i figured out what i want phase 2 to be about five years too soon. I also have an idea for what i want to put on the inside of my left ankle.  And I really really need to have my own damn law firm before I start covering my legs. And when I am and old retired lawyer I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114342651139968778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114342651139968778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114342651139968778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114342651139968778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/03/problem-is-my-back-piece-tattoo-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114296572359443041</id><published>2006-03-21T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T13:28:43.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love is Realizing that there is no way in hell you are going to miss one of your best friend's weddings and deciding that even though you swore you were never going to use that credit card again charging a weekend in California and all the expenses that that entails.I am soooooo excited to watch Spencer and Stephanie celebrate their love.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114296572359443041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114296572359443041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114296572359443041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114296572359443041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/03/love-is-realizing-that-there-is-no-way.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114268917723737202</id><published>2006-03-18T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T08:39:37.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>She-HulkI realize that there were only like four issues of the She-Hulk comic.  And I realize she was never a huge character in her own right.  BUT What do I have to do to get my hand on She-Hulk stuff, poster, T-shirts, action figures.Anyone have any clue where I can find it?And, if you have to ask why, She-Hulk was an attorney.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114268917723737202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114268917723737202' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114268917723737202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114268917723737202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/03/she-hulk-i-realize-that-there-were.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913698.post-114234339574354813</id><published>2006-03-14T08:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T08:36:35.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wedding StuffIs this my first wedding post?  I have no idea.  The big day is in a lil over five months and yesterday I bought my wedding dress. I got such a great deal that I don't feel guilty about also buying a new mp3 player.  Combined total for both items with tax-- less than $500.   Go me!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114234339574354813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114234339574354813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114234339574354813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114234339574354813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/03/wedding-stuff-is-this-my-first-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114185364686108125</id><published>2006-03-08T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T16:34:06.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>note If you think you will be filing a lawsuit do not  go through your documents highlighting them and making notes all over them.  Opposing counsel will most likely be entitled to the documents and you will either help them out or appear like a psycho.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114185364686108125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114185364686108125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114185364686108125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114185364686108125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/03/note-if-you-think-you-will-be-filing.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114184465434842423</id><published>2006-03-08T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T14:04:14.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And What?!So I am 26.  I know that.  So I left my family to come to Florida to help expand the Marks' family.  I know that too but....When I was little my Tio Raymond lived in the apartment that took up the top floor of my parents house.  He treated me like a princess when I was little, had the coolest cars, took me for rides on his motorcycle.  The summer before law school I lived in the bottom </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114184465434842423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114184465434842423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114184465434842423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114184465434842423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/03/and-what-so-i-am-26.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114168378219981475</id><published>2006-03-06T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T17:23:02.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On Heaven Today would've been my grandmother's birthday.Today was John's grandfather's funeral (it was lovely).Heaven is getting filled with some truly wonderful people.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114168378219981475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114168378219981475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114168378219981475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114168378219981475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/03/on-heaven-today-wouldve-been-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114062129707353268</id><published>2006-02-22T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T10:14:57.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UpdateYou guys must pray hard.  I called a doctor for a follow up to yesterday's news and miraculously she had an opening that day.  It is not an utter emergency, in fact there may not be anything wrong besides having to adjust the hormones I use. Reality is, I need to take better care of myself.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114062129707353268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114062129707353268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114062129707353268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114062129707353268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/02/update-you-guys-must-pray-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-114046314571946093</id><published>2006-02-20T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T14:19:05.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you're the praying sort,please add me to any  praying list you may maintain as I am having some medical issues.  I'll fill in the details when there are details to fill in.Thanks</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/114046314571946093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=114046314571946093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114046314571946093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/114046314571946093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/02/if-youre-praying-sort-please-add-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-113957161422551001</id><published>2006-02-10T06:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T06:40:14.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have figured out what is wrong with my cat My cat is an utter attention whoreif you are writing she tries to steal your pen (John thinks she wants to tell us something)If she wants something from us and we aren't writingshe does all these super cute things to get attentionAnd if I am sleeping and she wants my attention she wacks on my glasses on the nightstand.She is also very talkative and it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113957161422551001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113957161422551001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113957161422551001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113957161422551001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-have-figured-out-what-is-wrong-with.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-113932790138262492</id><published>2006-02-07T10:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T10:58:21.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NOTICE If your boss overpays you,  you have to give the money back.Eventually they will notice.Pay attention to how much you get direct deposited.Have a nice day</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113932790138262492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113932790138262492' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113932790138262492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113932790138262492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/02/notice-if-your-boss-overpays-you-you.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913698.post-113923428026203918</id><published>2006-02-06T08:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T08:58:00.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sigh SO I want this wedding.  I really really do.  I have this vision in my head that I think matches John's vision and I just want to show up on August 19th and have it all be a reality.ButButThere is the planning.    In the midst of trying to start my own legal research business, attempting to get used to a        new boss AND attempting to get write/publised so I can be a tenured track </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113923428026203918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113923428026203918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113923428026203918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113923428026203918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/02/sigh-so-i-want-this-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-113865503534591282</id><published>2006-01-30T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T16:03:55.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Random thoughts   1.    The other night at a friend's house we got into a discussion over men's crazy bitch quota.  The crazy bitch quota is this thing most men have at some point in their lives where they have to have a certain number of crazy bitches around.  Maybe the crazy bitch makes them feel desired.  Maybe they are fascinated by her crazy.  I've always been intrigued by this phenomena.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113865503534591282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113865503534591282' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113865503534591282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113865503534591282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/01/random-thoughts-1.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5913698.post-113822348083456429</id><published>2006-01-25T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T16:11:20.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>While you were on your coffee breakI got to have sex....God i love working from home</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113822348083456429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113822348083456429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113822348083456429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113822348083456429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/01/while-you-were-on-your-coffee-break-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-113803357249792892</id><published>2006-01-23T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T11:26:12.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Food Network + Gym = Bad CombinationSo I am at the gym on the elliptical trainer, you see I have put on a few pounds in the last couple of months and I want to beat the issue before it becomes a real problem.  So the goal is to get my waist down to its pre law school size (3 inches) and my weight to its pre bar exam zone (so I need to lose about ten pounds).  Good thing is a still fit in my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113803357249792892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113803357249792892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113803357249792892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113803357249792892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/01/food-network-gym-bad-combination-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-113778445053512759</id><published>2006-01-20T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T11:26:30.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wedding invite stress begins....sighdivorce makes shit a whole lot more complicated than it ought to be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113778445053512759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113778445053512759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113778445053512759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113778445053512759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/01/wedding-invite-stress-begins.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-113769689739000880</id><published>2006-01-19T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T13:54:57.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel like a cinnamon bun I knew that the day was going to be difficult when I opened the refrigerator this morning and an egg fell out onto the floor.  I cleaned it and moved on.  Then I called a cab to be taken to the office, John was teaching so he couldn't take me.  After 45 minutes no cab and when I called the company they told me they didn't have any available (only in Tallahassee!).  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113769689739000880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113769689739000880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113769689739000880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113769689739000880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-feel-like-cinnamon-bun-i-knew-that.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-113736062480076148</id><published>2006-01-15T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T16:30:24.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need A band to roll through Tallahassee.  A band that I can put on gobs of black eyeliner &amp; mascara and blood red lipstick for.  A band where I can let my hair down and have it be knotted and crazy.  BUT I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE THESE SHOWS ARE!  John doesn't listen to that type of music.  I want to put on big black boots and stomp around and have a beer and just a drag i swear just a drag of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113736062480076148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113736062480076148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113736062480076148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113736062480076148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-need-band-to-roll-through.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-113724868852902148</id><published>2006-01-14T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T09:24:48.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Saturday I was going to blog about something completely different when I read thisHilariousjust really hilarious</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113724868852902148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113724868852902148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113724868852902148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113724868852902148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-saturday-i-was-going-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-113673128399257682</id><published>2006-01-08T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T09:41:24.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Suggestions pleaseAs some of you know I will be teaching a class on Genocide starting next week.  If you could please email me, poems, songs, short stories or even quotes written by genocide survivors, or about genocide, I would greatly appreciate it.  These pieces can be about the Holocaust, Bosnia, Rwanda, Darfur, Cambodia, the Dirty Wars (which was politicide but I am doing a small section on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113673128399257682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113673128399257682' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113673128399257682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113673128399257682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/01/suggestions-please-as-some-of-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-113655854399244520</id><published>2006-01-06T09:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T09:42:24.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good newsWhile I still technically work for myself I have found a mentor here in Tallahassee that I am going to be working for at least two days a week.  I am really excited because he works in the areas I want to work in, civil rights  and employment discrimination.   He also takes court appointed criminal defense cases which is not something I planned on but which should be interesting. I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113655854399244520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113655854399244520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113655854399244520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113655854399244520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2006/01/good-news-while-i-still-technically.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-113607725450582385</id><published>2005-12-31T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T20:01:02.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last Post of the Year John is going to get mushrooms so I can make tonights dinner and, in the meanwhile, my brain is going over the last year.  While it sometimes feels like the most awful year ever there were so many times when I felt sublimly blessed.When I handed in my last law school paper tears were streaming down my face. Sometimes I can't believe I made it through and I really feel I have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113607725450582385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113607725450582385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113607725450582385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113607725450582385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-post-of-year-john-is-going-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-113475249342340299</id><published>2005-12-16T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T12:01:33.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Only in a household of two lawyersDisagreements in my houseMe:  You didn't put up the lights.   Whenever you tell me you'll do something later you don't do it.John:  You started doing it though.Me:  I gave up and asked you to do it.John:  Well, we had a novation because you started doing itMe:  ???!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113475249342340299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113475249342340299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113475249342340299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113475249342340299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2005/12/only-in-household-of-two-lawyers.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-113457924913484363</id><published>2005-12-14T11:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T11:54:09.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know that the world really isn't completely full of sick fucks but the past week I have cried almost every day. You see I am co-authoring an article on the legal remedies thatare available to students that have been sexually abused/harassed by their teachers. And more importantly, the remedies that SHOULD be availabl to those students.  I've read a ton of fact patterns that would make your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113457924913484363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113457924913484363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113457924913484363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113457924913484363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-know-that-world-really-isnt.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-113457842897844861</id><published>2005-12-14T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T11:40:28.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holiday/Tax DonationsAs the holidays get closer I know some of you readers are of the type that donate money to your favorite causes.  As the tax season draws to an end I know some of you want write offs.  I just want to remind my dear readers that even though Katrina hit almost four months ago the gulf coast is still very jacked up.  There are still lots of needs not being met.  So, even though </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113457842897844861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113457842897844861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113457842897844861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113457842897844861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2005/12/holidaytax-donations-as-holidays-get.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-113450933186682884</id><published>2005-12-13T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T16:30:53.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Day in the Life of My KittiesClick on the pics to see them full size Watching mom work all day is rather exhaustingAnd the printer makes way too much noiseBut it sure is interesing to watch</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113450933186682884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113450933186682884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113450933186682884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113450933186682884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2005/12/day-in-life-of-my-kitties-click-on.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-113398068967401867</id><published>2005-12-07T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T13:38:09.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A meme taken from Jesse's page (see link on the right), here is the first sentence of the first post of every month for the past year:I've been having recurring dreams about my friend Kevin, who is serving in the Middle East. I haven't heard from him in a few weeks.Being a Latina and a future lawyer a lot of people are asking me if I think it is a good thing that a Latino is the nominee for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113398068967401867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113398068967401867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113398068967401867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113398068967401867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2005/12/meme-taken-from-jesses-page-see-link.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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-5913698.post-113380930994437265</id><published>2005-12-05T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T14:01:49.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you could have three living poets write a blurb for your first book who would it be?1.  Marjorie Agosin2.  Martin Espada3.  Nikki GiovanniPass it on...And speaking of poetry I feel a surge coming on, I am very excited for it.  It's kinda like when you KNOW you are about to orgasm.  God I hope it is good</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/feeds/113380930994437265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5913698&amp;postID=113380930994437265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113380930994437265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5913698/posts/default/113380930994437265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninanuyorican.blogspot.com/2005/12/if-you-could-have-three-living-poets.html' title=''/><author><name>nina</name><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></feed>
