<?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-4072422</id><updated>2011-10-10T14:02:18.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bedroom Window</title><subtitle type='html'>Inside this room, all of my dreams become realities, and some of my realities become dreams.
~Willy Wonka</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072422.post-117520867629704011</id><published>2007-03-29T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T16:51:16.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>boys, consider yourself warned...we come at a price.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/117520867629704011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=117520867629704011&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/117520867629704011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/117520867629704011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2007/03/boys-consider-yourself-warned.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072422.post-116811841481712740</id><published>2007-01-06T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T14:21:53.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i said yes to a blind date.and then reneged.why? because when it rains, it pours.too many changes between saturdays, specifically today and the last one. in the last week, i've had to redefine 3 relationships- to myself, to them. realized that priorities for others, and for myself, can change in a matter of 15 mins. realized that there are things for my life that i want now that i didn't want </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/116811841481712740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=116811841481712740&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/116811841481712740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/116811841481712740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-said-yes-to-blind-date.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072422.post-116795307694166337</id><published>2007-01-04T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T20:21:50.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Death of a Salesman,revisited.rolling home on tired wheels,choking back tears of fatigue and disappointment,out turned pockets....again- God, third time this week,filthy, yellowed hands- wrinkling to 50 a tender 25,belly full of heartache (a cultivated taste),weary eyes, worn red- to match a weary heart,20 cents from empty, 40 to a bed...It's a powerful kind of lonelythat's holding me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/116795307694166337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=116795307694166337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/116795307694166337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/116795307694166337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2007/01/death-of-salesman-revisited.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-116745524875670192</id><published>2006-12-29T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T22:07:28.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>done.now what?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/116745524875670192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=116745524875670192&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/116745524875670192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/116745524875670192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2006/12/done.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-116711544883884381</id><published>2006-12-25T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T23:44:08.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in phoenix, it's pretty hard to tell it's winter leave alone that it's christmas.  no snowmen, no fir trees, no carolers, mittens or ear muffs.  There are the few, random, sniffly noses, but they’re hardly noticed in a sea of t-shirts and shorts.   What is noticed is that whole “good will towards men” thing- thick and delicious in the air, and of course, all the holiday shopping.  Tis’ the season</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/116711544883884381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=116711544883884381&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/116711544883884381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/116711544883884381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-phoenix-its-pretty-hard-to-tell-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-116132395876227021</id><published>2006-10-19T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:40:31.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sadhu.blogspot.com presents.....news of the weird:2:00 pm, at work, conversation in an elevator:elevator doors open.. i step in side, smile and nod at the guy already in therehim: Rene, how's it going?me: Sadhana, done for the day- so extremely well, how're you?him: OH my god! that is so amazingme: um, pardon?him: your name, you look exactly- EXACTLY- like i'd picture a sadhana to look!!(gay?)...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/116132395876227021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=116132395876227021&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/116132395876227021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/116132395876227021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2006/10/sadhu.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072422.post-116037431810182122</id><published>2006-10-08T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T19:25:22.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm dead tired- 7 some odd hours of dance today have left my feet burning and my eyes heavy.My bed is looking mighty fine right now, plush and cool to the touch, but before i enjoy it i'd like to write for a moment or two about inspiration, the elusive mistress.A breath of fresh air, at it's most basic level. People starve, gasp, beg- kill to know her. Elusive, musical- speaking to each of us in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/116037431810182122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=116037431810182122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/116037431810182122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/116037431810182122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-dead-tired-7-some-odd-hours-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-115934072591837655</id><published>2006-09-27T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T00:06:29.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>23...best friends with darling children, new beginings filled with promise and joy, pressure to succeed running parallel with the will to achieve, a time of heartbreaks, of mending, of forgiveness and of love, the sunrise of my future peaking over the horizon- beckoning me to rise early and greet it with a warm cup of coffee in hand......and suddenly here i am, 24.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/115934072591837655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=115934072591837655&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/115934072591837655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/115934072591837655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2006/09/23.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072422.post-115810956248279753</id><published>2006-09-12T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T18:06:02.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>on a lighter note- there's a couple sitting next to me in the computer lab i'm in...um, grinding?  i guess that's the best way to put it.  he's nuzzling her neck and she's sitting on his lap, dancing.eww...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/115810956248279753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=115810956248279753&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/115810956248279753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/115810956248279753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2006/09/on-lighter-note-theres-couple-sitting.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-115810779627596271</id><published>2006-09-12T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T17:51:31.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wasn't going to blog yesterday, feeling i hadn't words nearly as poised or eloquent as the day deserved- then i realized that that would be the easy, cowardly way out. So here it is, a few random thoughts in yesterday's memory and a few questions towards hopeful tomorrow.I found out on a public bus- riding the 72 up to campus. the couple infront of me was listening to the news on their handheld</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/115810779627596271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=115810779627596271&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/115810779627596271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/115810779627596271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-wasnt-going-to-blog-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072422.post-115761092290881858</id><published>2006-09-06T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T23:35:22.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is sooo weird.(Preface: I LOVE green tea! more specifically, i love Arizona brand diet green tea with ginseng.  Twice a week i'll head into Safeway- think Kroger with a better bakery for you eastcoasters- and grab a large bottle before going in to work. This one particular morning (yesterday) i was doing just that- there i stood, flipping through a copy of Time, with the bottle on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/115761092290881858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=115761092290881858&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/115761092290881858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/115761092290881858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-sooo-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072422.post-115717821497950260</id><published>2006-09-01T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T01:22:20.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As a tribute to all of the bad dates i've been on:For men, 10 things you should know about women1) On pick up lines..."What time is it?" is not an adequate pick up line.  Ever.  Seriously, think back- when was the last time that you asked a woman what time it was and she responded with "well, it's 5:30 and you can pick me up in 2 hours for dinner".(This msg goes out the the fool who asked me what</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/115717821497950260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=115717821497950260&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/115717821497950260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/115717821497950260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2006/09/as-tribute-to-all-of-bad-dates-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072422.post-115685756157996896</id><published>2006-08-29T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T06:26:09.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love the New York Times!! largely because of articles such as this:ham for yuppies, a "delicious" article covering humanity's latest feat- the $1000 ham.honestly, a $1000 dollar ham?!?+1 for the vegetarians ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/115685756157996896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=115685756157996896&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/115685756157996896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/115685756157996896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-love-new-york-times-largely-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-115623560935639046</id><published>2006-08-22T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T20:46:39.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's been a while....welcome back.so, i know it's damn frustrating that i haven't written in a while, and i don't have any excuse for why...actually, i did write, a few entries, they just never made it to the publising level- condemmed to be forever suspended in "draft" form.  an incomplete life.i spent some time tonight wondering when i'll find a guy that cares more about me than he does about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/115623560935639046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=115623560935639046&amp;isPopup=true' title='49 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/115623560935639046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/115623560935639046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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>49</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072422.post-112216049552489628</id><published>2005-07-23T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T16:14:55.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a juju burrito</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/112216049552489628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=112216049552489628&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/112216049552489628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/112216049552489628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/07/juju-burrito.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-112215817280583777</id><published>2005-07-23T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T15:36:12.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the perfect biodata pic ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/112215817280583777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=112215817280583777&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/112215817280583777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/112215817280583777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/07/perfect-biodata-pic.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072422.post-112215806886963571</id><published>2005-07-23T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T16:09:25.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>vibha looking coy, and doing it rather well :)last year, at this time, vibha and i were stressed to the max. practicing 8+ hours a day, eating bowls of oatmeal with sides of brocolli- yuck. Last year at this time we were waiting for our guru to join us in phoenix, waiting for her to come sprinkle magic dancing dust to transform us from awkward teenagers into women she could be proud of. last year</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/112215806886963571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=112215806886963571&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/112215806886963571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/112215806886963571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/07/vibha-looking-coy-and-doing-it-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072422.post-111799918919677977</id><published>2005-07-22T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T15:56:50.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rach and i :)Charismatic, delicate and graceful- truly my better half. our friendship is one of smiles, tears, hugs and random- corny- jokes ;) I'm not entirely sure how we became friends or really when we did, but it happened, and now i have a sister (a twin!), a best friend, a confidante, a dance partner for stage and for life... i am blessed.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/111799918919677977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=111799918919677977&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111799918919677977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111799918919677977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/07/rach-and-i-charismatic-delicate-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-111980708336602948</id><published>2005-06-26T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T10:31:23.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>She walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and starry skies,And all that's best of dark and brightMeet in her aspect and her eyes;Thus mellow'd to that tender lightWhich heaven to gaudy day denies.One shade the more, one ray the less,Had half impair'd the nameless graceWhich waves in every raven tressOr softly lightens o'er her face,Where thoughts serenely sweet expressHow pure, how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/111980708336602948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=111980708336602948&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111980708336602948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111980708336602948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/06/she-walks-in-beauty-like-night-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072422.post-111864047659691025</id><published>2005-06-12T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T22:27:56.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.wholeearthmag.com/ArticleBin/111-5.pdf</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/111864047659691025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=111864047659691025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111864047659691025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111864047659691025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/06/httpwww_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-111863851563119484</id><published>2005-06-12T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T21:55:15.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.nydailynews.com/front/story/317296p-271224c.htmlhehehe....breathe easy boys, there's hope for all of you yet ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/111863851563119484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=111863851563119484&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111863851563119484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111863851563119484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/06/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-111821004613107306</id><published>2005-06-07T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T22:54:06.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my darling nimbus....nimbu kuti!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/111821004613107306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=111821004613107306&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111821004613107306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111821004613107306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-darling-nimbus.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-111777670578158300</id><published>2005-06-02T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T23:05:51.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today is my darling kuti pa's birthday- and this is his present, a little brother.  introducing Nimbus 2005!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/111777670578158300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=111777670578158300&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111777670578158300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111777670578158300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/06/today-is-my-darling-kuti-pas-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-111761069571390076</id><published>2005-06-01T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T22:29:36.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel the need to write something...but i'm not sure what about. it's midnight, i have to get to work by 7 am, for which i have to wake up earlier still.and i'm tired.but i want to write- something, though i'm not sure what, so i'll keep typing and hopefully words will come and you, dear reader, will have another entry to comment about.here goesi listened to a lot of music tonight, and chatted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/111761069571390076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=111761069571390076&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111761069571390076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111761069571390076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-feel-need-to-write-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072422.post-111436835565355493</id><published>2005-05-28T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T01:08:49.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Summer reading listThe Namesake~ Jhumpa LahiriThe Interpreter of Maladies ~ Jhumpa LahiriA Suitable Boy ~ Vikram SethThe Golden Gate ~ Vikram SethGod of Small Things ~ Arundati RoyGood Omens ~  Neil Gaiman, Terri PratchettThe God Gene ~ Dean H. HamerThe Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time ~ Mark HaddonArrowsmith~ Sinclair LewisI suppose I'll share my experiences with each of these with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/111436835565355493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=111436835565355493&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111436835565355493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111436835565355493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/05/summer-reading-list-namesake-jhumpa.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-111669478663675140</id><published>2005-05-21T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T09:59:46.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yes, i know i've been slacking with my posts....but i intend to slack for a bit longer, so amuse yourselves:bands worth checking out-www.reliquary.comfav song:  Lakmewww.calcuttamusic.com fav song:  Driving onaiight, i'll post...soon, i'm promise, but till then, may peace and good music be with you all ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/111669478663675140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=111669478663675140&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111669478663675140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111669478663675140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/05/yes-i-know-ive-been-slacking-with-my_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-111497840123986453</id><published>2005-05-01T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T13:13:53.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm on a quest...a quest for a word that rhymes with purple.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/111497840123986453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=111497840123986453&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111497840123986453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111497840123986453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-on-quest.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072422.post-111456634879143429</id><published>2005-04-26T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T18:45:48.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And I say that life is indeed darkness save when there is urge,And all urge is blind save when there is knowledge,And all knowledge is vain save when there is work,And all work is empty save when there is love;And when you work with love you bind yourself to yourself, and to one another, and to God.And what is it to work with love?It is to weave the cloth with threads drawn from your heart, even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/111456634879143429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=111456634879143429&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111456634879143429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111456634879143429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/04/and-i-say-that-life-is-indeed-darkness.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072422.post-111256945413479383</id><published>2005-04-03T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T16:04:14.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sengamalam: so what have you been up to?sengamalam: i hear you've started looking for a boysengamalam: ewwwwwwwwsengamalam: boys have cootiestofurkey101: lordtofurkey101: not reallytofurkey101: i think my mother is just a little boredtofurkey101: it'll passtofurkey101: i hopesengamalam: it'll pass after your wedding</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/111256945413479383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=111256945413479383&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111256945413479383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111256945413479383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/04/sengamalam-so-what-have-you-been-up-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072422.post-111248854913987543</id><published>2005-04-02T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T17:35:49.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/111248854913987543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=111248854913987543&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111248854913987543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111248854913987543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/04/happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-111079055815962293</id><published>2005-03-14T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T01:57:07.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>spring break :)i finally have time to turn my mind to things having nothing to do with my career, academics, etc...and apparently so does my mom. Randomly- quite randomly- last friday, my mother very casually asks me, over the phone no less, if it would be ok for her to start "looking".Oh yes, that's right- "LOOKING".Lord, i'd rather deal with biophysical chem anyday. She's insane. No one is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/111079055815962293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=111079055815962293&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111079055815962293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111079055815962293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/03/spring-break-i-finally-have-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-111066445168990125</id><published>2005-03-12T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T14:54:11.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sure, girls from NY, they are tough. And girls from GA, they are sweet. But those born and bred feisty Kentucky girls, they are the ones you have to look out for. We have sugar and fire in our blood. We can ride a horse, be a debutant, throw a left hook and tell you the entire UK line up all while making sweet tea. And if we have an opinion, you get to know it. We're both the pride and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/111066445168990125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=111066445168990125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111066445168990125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/111066445168990125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/03/sure-girls-from-ny-they-are-tough.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-110957081038560854</id><published>2005-02-27T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T23:07:30.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In human anatomy, the most mysterious and intriguing part of the body happens to be Adam's Rib. No medical school can teach its true importance for one's physical and even emotional health, nor what one can do when it acts up capriciously. While an especially high occurrence of the inflammation of Adam's Rib has been noted in young, single men of a certain age group, it remains a perennial </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/110957081038560854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=110957081038560854&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/110957081038560854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/110957081038560854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/02/in-human-anatomy-most-mysterious-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-110892355020002208</id><published>2005-02-20T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T11:19:10.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>would you believe today is the first time in forever that i've had time to just chill?? aaaaaaaaaaaah! how crazy- there still tons of stuff to be done, but now with an extra day on no running around to do it in, it'll get done a little bit easier. i hope....but for now, i'm going back to chillaxin'.that's right, CHILLAXIN'.....ya, you'll use it too.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/110892355020002208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=110892355020002208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/110892355020002208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/110892355020002208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/02/would-you-believe-today-is-first-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-110615220328911569</id><published>2005-01-19T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T09:30:03.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this semester is going to rape me.i have no time! this SUCKS- 4 classes, research, work, dance class, along with other commitments.  so i sign up for classes then turn that schedule over to work (ohh, btw, working at gammage...want tixs? i got the hook up) so work fills in much of the afternoon, in fact they schedule me about 10 mins post the end of my last class.  lovely people.  this modified</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/110615220328911569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=110615220328911569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/110615220328911569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/110615220328911569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-semester-is-going-to-rape-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-110499782756385701</id><published>2005-01-06T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T00:51:46.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think it's time. time to update.2004 is over: gou's married, pooju's gifted the world a perfect little bundle of love, viv adopted a fiesty ball of energy, sheesha's married now :), as is sharu...twice. Ya, twice- one for god, the other for me. the world's lost hundreds of thousands of lives, and gained a few as well. oooh and i burned my first CD, played the interior decorater, built and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/110499782756385701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=110499782756385701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/110499782756385701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/110499782756385701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-think-its-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-109581940453889400</id><published>2004-09-21T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T19:16:44.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thank god for phi 103 :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/109581940453889400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=109581940453889400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/109581940453889400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/109581940453889400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2004/09/thank-god-for-phi-103.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-109163880793214146</id><published>2004-08-04T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T10:00:07.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everything great in the world comes from neurotics. They alone have founded our religions and composed our masterpieces.- Proustthere is hope for me yet...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/109163880793214146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=109163880793214146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/109163880793214146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/109163880793214146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2004/08/everything-great-in-world-comes-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-108985877955108991</id><published>2004-07-14T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T19:33:43.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>El Kento: you've had your fair share of weird boytoystofurkey101: thanks, always nice to have your life put into prespective for youEl Kento3: theres a good one out there... i'll put $$$ on ittofurkey101: i hope so, or else i'm becoming a nunEl Kento3: catholic huh... i dont know about thattofurkey101: it's a stretch, but i can't handle the gay route, too much pmsEl Kento3: ...quote of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/108985877955108991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=108985877955108991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108985877955108991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108985877955108991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2004/07/el-kento-youve-had-your-fair-share-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-108749218099026216</id><published>2004-06-17T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T10:09:40.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bangalore is FABULOUS!  Spent the weekend there, I love it!! Big city- lots to do/see- but still has that small town feel. And the weather is perfect- think phx in October but with a light drizzle of rain  ?Speaking of doing and seeing- we did and saw a lot. I’ll try to be to the point about it, but eh…you know how that goes.  Part I:   The garden cityWe arrived on a Friday afternoon- my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/108749218099026216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=108749218099026216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108749218099026216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108749218099026216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2004/06/bangalore-is-fabulous-spent-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-108686353549465249</id><published>2004-06-10T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T03:32:15.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thought for the day:Eating- India's natonal pastimeVocab for the day:tiffin-  a meal(anyone whos says it's just a snack is fooling themselves): not quite lunch, not quite dinner, but very filling and apparently an essential part of the day.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/108686353549465249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=108686353549465249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108686353549465249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108686353549465249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2004/06/thought-for-day-eating-indias-natonal.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-108663365838238007</id><published>2004-06-07T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T11:40:58.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So today- today for me, tomorrow for you as I am in India and about 12.5 hrs ahead of AZ time- is my sister’s 19th birthday and my parents 24th wedding anniversary. Cool huh ?   We’re celebrating vibha’s birthday here in grand south Indian style- my grandmother will wake her at 6 am, soak her from head to toe in oil and then line her feet with manjal (haldhi, turmeric).  Then, after we’ve </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/108663365838238007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=108663365838238007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108663365838238007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108663365838238007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2004/06/so-today-today-for-me-tomorrow-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-108663363067645837</id><published>2004-06-07T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T12:11:15.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Convo in Nalli-We come in, a nice attendant (Attendant #1) approaches us: “what would you like to see madam?”Us (me, vibha and my grandmother): “we’re looking for plain cotton organdy sari material” (notice HOW specific we were)Attendant #1: “Printed silk sari’s are on the 3rd floor”Us: “um, no, PLAIN ORGANDY.”Attendant #1: “oh yes yes, that’s on the 2nd floor…take the elevator up”….and so up we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/108663363067645837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=108663363067645837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108663363067645837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108663363067645837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2004/06/convo-in-nalli-we-come-in-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-108637236374302102</id><published>2004-06-04T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T11:06:03.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to the beach today- I haven’t been to see the ocean since my last visit to India…5 yrs back.  It was SUCH fun; Vibha, my grandmother and I went.  We spent the evening walking along the shore, reading, talking, giggling at what people were wearing…you would not believe how short shorts can be here.   Speaking of clothing- so many of the women at the beach get in to the water fully clothed…</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/108637236374302102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=108637236374302102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108637236374302102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108637236374302102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2004/06/went-to-beach-today-i-havent-been-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-108628881795266419</id><published>2004-06-03T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T11:02:12.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yestterday was juju’s birthday- my kuti pa is 3 yrs old!  I miss him so much- I actually sang “happy birthday” to his picture….TWICE.OK, so I’m crazy. Not like you people didn’t know that already</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/108628881795266419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=108628881795266419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108628881795266419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108628881795266419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2004/06/yestterday-was-jujus-birthday-my-kuti.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-108611460940097695</id><published>2004-06-01T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T11:30:09.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bombay.  Mumbai.  Call it whatever you want, the city’s damn fun.  And incredibly diverse- interspersed amongst the millions of Indian faces are dots of virtually every conceivable ethnicity.  This city amazes me- it’s not very large space-wise, yet it sustains (taking into account the mind boggling number of people and add to that India’s run of the mill urban wildlife) an unbelievable amount of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/108611460940097695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=108611460940097695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108611460940097695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108611460940097695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2004/06/bombay.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-108604098861249696</id><published>2004-05-31T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T15:03:08.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh yes, and since he will never check his email- Happy belated birthday vikram, I hope it was memorable.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/108604098861249696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=108604098861249696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108604098861249696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108604098861249696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2004/05/oh-yes-and-since-he-will-never-check.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-108604086732880578</id><published>2004-05-31T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T12:00:01.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I find incredible, more so than man's ability to forgive, man's ability to forget.I have forgotten a lot in my 21 years: appointments, events, names, faces...punctuation. But today I add one more to the list- Pain. I looked at a bag of tea leaves earlier today- in the Duty free shop at the Mumbai international Airport- and someone came to mind. I think of that person enough, and quite fondly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/108604086732880578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=108604086732880578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108604086732880578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108604086732880578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-find-incredible-more-so-than-mans.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-108500871885638023</id><published>2004-05-19T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T16:18:38.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FIRST off, happy belated birthday ED and GOUji :) hope they were wonderful!We arrived in india safe and sound :) all is well!tomorrow we leave for bombay, so that will be fun, i'll update you all when i get back ...in about a weeks time.4 AM thought for the day:one of my favorite things about india- the foodone of my least favorite things- going to the bathroom...unfortunately, they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/108500871885638023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=108500871885638023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108500871885638023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108500871885638023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2004/05/first-off-happy-belated-birthday-ed.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-108468246504115835</id><published>2004-05-15T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T21:41:05.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh ya- latoya london was voted off american idol?  i'm inclined to side with simon cowell on this one- the american audience is utterly tone deaf. SIGH.Seacrest, OUT!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/108468246504115835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=108468246504115835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108468246504115835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108468246504115835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2004/05/oh-ya-latoya-london-was-voted-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-108468233431050737</id><published>2004-05-15T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T12:04:46.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>arrived yesterday in singapore,safe and sound :)my family here is AWESOME, so much fun! vibha and i are still trying to get over jet lag, it may take longer than the one day we expected it to take. singapore is incrediblhy beautiful- very VERY clean. we're going site seeing tomorrow and tuesday, today we're hanging out with family. We're staying with my grandmother's cousin (kala auntie)...who's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/108468233431050737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=108468233431050737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108468233431050737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108468233431050737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2004/05/arrived-yesterday-in-singaporesafe-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-108382422602051839</id><published>2004-05-05T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T12:05:47.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finals are upon us again- for those of you who are no longer in school, don't worry, they still suck...nothing's changed.I have 6 finals this semester, meaning I'm probably going to be a brat and general biznatch- appologies to all of you in advance. 7 days till I go to india! i'll probably be better at keeping all this updated from there~ so when you're missing me terribly ;)...look to the blog.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108382422602051839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108382422602051839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2004/05/finals-are-upon-us-again-for-those-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072422.post-108174850231690144</id><published>2004-04-11T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T22:45:29.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunday used to beA day of restNow it's just another dayFor progress</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/108174850231690144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=108174850231690144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108174850231690144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/108174850231690144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2004/04/sunday-used-to-be-day-of-rest-now-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-107993651784375038</id><published>2004-03-21T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T23:25:17.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damn...anyone who really knows me knows that i don't normally curse- but come on, when was my last blog? halloween?!?!damn, that's curse worthy.a lot has happened since then~ i'd like to say i've grown a little taller, but wider is more like it.  my sister and i have a photo shoot on saturday for out dance preformance later on this year, so i was trying on my outfits...and the blouses are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/107993651784375038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=107993651784375038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/107993651784375038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/107993651784375038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2004/03/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106762287782053830</id><published>2003-10-31T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T10:54:48.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>~As she lay there dozing next to me, one voice inside my head kept saying, "Relax... you are not the first doctor to sleep with one of his patients, " but another kept reminding me, "Howard, you are a veterinarian."~hahahahah ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106762287782053830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106762287782053830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106762287782053830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106762287782053830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/10/as-she-lay-there-dozing-next-to-me-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106615270177685624</id><published>2003-10-14T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T10:31:41.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yo sadhu, get it together~sincerely,LIFE</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106615270177685624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106615270177685624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106615270177685624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106615270177685624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/10/yo-sadhu-get-it-together-sincerely.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106608076500162590</id><published>2003-10-13T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T14:32:44.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"good afternoon, university of phoenix testicle support, how may i help you?"ahh, suhrid, never a dull moment, is there?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106608076500162590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106608076500162590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106608076500162590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106608076500162590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/10/good-afternoon-university-of-phoenix.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106607913828485127</id><published>2003-10-13T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T14:05:38.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thank god it's friday!wait...it's monday.damn.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106607913828485127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106607913828485127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106607913828485127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106607913828485127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/10/thank-god-its-friday-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106539400002773761</id><published>2003-10-05T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T15:48:22.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cinderella got in at 12 am, i got in at 3:30 amnot built for this, getting old</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106539400002773761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106539400002773761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106539400002773761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106539400002773761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/10/cinderella-got-in-at-12-am-i-got-in-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106502508034303297</id><published>2003-10-01T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T09:18:36.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know me.  I'm the same as you.  It's two in the morning, and I don't know nobody.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106502508034303297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106502508034303297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106502508034303297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106502508034303297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/10/you-know-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106498073235803121</id><published>2003-09-30T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T09:18:06.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so obvious,yet so oblivious</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106498073235803121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106498073235803121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106498073235803121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106498073235803121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/09/so-obviousyet-so-oblivious.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106496768011546590</id><published>2003-09-30T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T17:21:20.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm having a dipole moment</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106496768011546590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106496768011546590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106496768011546590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106496768011546590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/09/im-having-dipole-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106477853853831412</id><published>2003-09-28T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T12:48:57.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>love thy neighbor...just don't get caught</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106477853853831412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106477853853831412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106477853853831412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106477853853831412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/09/love-thy-neighbor.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106464261239779965</id><published>2003-09-27T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T23:12:46.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The time at our disposal each day is elastic; the passions we feel dilate it, those that inspire us shrink it, and habit fills it. - Marcel Proust21 today.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106464261239779965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106464261239779965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106464261239779965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106464261239779965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/09/time-at-our-disposal-each-day-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106464134436892071</id><published>2003-09-26T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T22:42:23.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence on society." - Mark Twain </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106464134436892071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106464134436892071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106464134436892071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106464134436892071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/09/clothes-make-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106461381025637475</id><published>2003-09-26T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T15:03:30.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i can't stop smiling....:)!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106461381025637475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106461381025637475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106461381025637475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106461381025637475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/09/i-cant-stop-smiling.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106461243443471267</id><published>2003-09-26T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T14:40:34.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have had the most amazing day! happy navaratri! i was trying to register for this class in a community college...long story short- had to take the class this sem so i could take it's followup next sem so that i could go to gouri's wedding in india!!!  all week i've been trying for this class, and all week i've been told that it's impossible to get in to that there is no space, etc... and today-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106461243443471267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106461243443471267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106461243443471267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106461243443471267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/09/i-have-had-most-amazing-day-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106454539520320998</id><published>2003-09-26T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T15:03:48.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;~*~*~*~happy navaratri!!!!!~*~*~*~&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106454539520320998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106454539520320998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106454539520320998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106454539520320998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106454639557436378</id><published>2003-09-25T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T20:19:55.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there is nothing like knowing that you are the only one who understands you. knowing that you're your own best friend....that your mirror reflects a familiar face. nothing. nothing except....except chocolate cake.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106454639557436378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106454639557436378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106454639557436378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106454639557436378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/09/there-is-nothing-like-knowing-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106464142603314378</id><published>2003-09-23T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T22:44:24.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm sure everyone's seen this by now...Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is  taht the frist and lsat ltteer be at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a total mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106464142603314378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106464142603314378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106464142603314378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106464142603314378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/09/im-sure-everyones-seen-this-by-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106461428633181882</id><published>2003-09-03T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T15:38:07.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i don't believe this- you knowi try- i try my very best to be good.a good daughtera good frienda good studenta good....lover? ha, please.good at what i do...maybe that's the problem, i don't do anythinghow depressing.i need something to do.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106461428633181882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106461428633181882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106461428633181882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106461428633181882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/09/i-dont-believe-this-you-know-i-try-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106464202146995718</id><published>2003-08-26T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T22:53:40.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>back to school back to school, to show my dad i'm not a fool</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106464202146995718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106464202146995718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106464202146995718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106464202146995718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/08/back-to-school-back-to-school-to-show.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106461622815972275</id><published>2003-08-24T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T15:44:26.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You've got your ballyou've got your chainTied to me tight tie me up againWho's got their clawsin you my friendInto your heart I'll beat againSweet like candy to my soulSweet you rockand sweet you rollLost for you I'm so lost for youYou come crash into meAnd I come into you,I come into you~DMB, crash in to me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106461622815972275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106461622815972275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106461622815972275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106461622815972275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/08/youve-got-your-ball-youve-got-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106461643883421423</id><published>2003-08-09T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T15:47:18.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Staring at the world through my rearviewJust looking back at the world, from another level yaknowhatImean?Starin.......I'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin trueWhile I'm starin at the world through my rearview~Tupac, Staring Through My Rearview</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106461643883421423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106461643883421423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106461643883421423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106461643883421423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/08/staring-at-world-through-my-rearview.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106454523924984246</id><published>2003-07-27T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T15:05:00.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>letters from england...Dear all,What’s up? How are you guys doing? Well, I hope. Sorry I haven’t written in a while- in a long while-, the internet has been down at the office- and the laptop, AND desktop AND phone at home broke. It’s been a crappy time here lately for anything electronic. But now that it’s up and running again, I get to send out my ridiculously long emails once again….</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106454523924984246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106454523924984246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106454523924984246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106454523924984246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/07/letters-from-england.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106454497319190112</id><published>2003-07-09T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T19:56:12.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>letters from england....Hieeeeee! How are all of you doing? It’s so nice to hear from all of you- I check my mail first thing when I get in to the office here, and your emails completely brighten my day...even if it's just a forwarded joke ;) I have so much to tell you guys! I know, I know, I ALWAYS have so much to tell, huh?So, monday night these english ladies- kate, gillian and caroline-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106454497319190112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106454497319190112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106454497319190112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106454497319190112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/07/letters-from-england_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106454511656160353</id><published>2003-07-09T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T19:59:01.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>letters from england...hi all,this is just a quick hello to find out how all of you are doing.  vibha and i are off to a workshop at  local college here (like a community college) in a bit. tomorrow we're all off to wales for the llangollen (pronounced land-lock-lan) festival.  so we have to be up by 5:30, and driving by 6:30 :( ohhhh yesterday was So amazing-we picked nikhil, my guruji's son</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106454511656160353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106454511656160353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106454511656160353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106454511656160353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/07/letters-from-england_106454511656160353.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106446977972554712</id><published>2003-07-03T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T23:05:37.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>letters from england...hi! what's up.  i just got done with a dance rehearsal for this preformance next week- next thursday- these little kids, 3rd graders are dancing! so cute.  yesterday, vibha and i taught dance at this little school in this village faaaar from where we live in bradford.  we taught for 5 one hour sections, 35 students in each section.  it was such an experience, i've never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106446977972554712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106446977972554712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106446977972554712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106446977972554712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/07/letters-from-england_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106446958044071328</id><published>2003-06-30T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T23:00:12.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>letters from england...good morning everyone! just wanted to wish you all a wonderful day... i'm at work now :( doing boring computer stuff........ :(:(:( danced for the past 4 hours, now working, will dance again in one hour for another 3 hours :(. i shouldn't complain, this is what we came for- but that room we dance in is sooooo depressing and gray. oh! the preformance went so well yesterday</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106446958044071328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106446958044071328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106446958044071328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106446958044071328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/06/letters-from-england.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106446932468696210</id><published>2003-06-28T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T23:05:11.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>letters from england...hi everyone,how are all of you doing?  doing well, i hope. what are you up to? anything new and exciting? vibha and i saw jhanak jhanak payal bhaje....so surprising, there were more caucasians attending than indians!  it's a very very good movie, watch it if you get a chance too.  what else? hmm, we're practicing as usual- we (by "we" i mean vibs and myself) have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106446932468696210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106446932468696210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106446932468696210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106446932468696210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/06/letters-from-england_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106461569202317126</id><published>2003-06-28T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T15:35:21.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know death.why fear him?he will come, bearing no special vengeance against meBut I am afraidnot of dying, only that i wouldn't have lived enough to have agood tale to tell him, on the long walk back home.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106461569202317126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106461569202317126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106461569202317126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106461569202317126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/06/i-know-death.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106446911176848103</id><published>2003-06-25T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T22:52:40.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>letters from england....Dear ones, so, my email's haven't been going through...apparently british computers hate me as well.  i hope this one gets through though.  i miss all of you very much, though it's been only a week. how've you been, what're you up to? i have SO much to tell all of you- we arrived on monday safe and sound.  our dance classes started the next day....my aunt wastes no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106446911176848103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106446911176848103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106446911176848103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106446911176848103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/06/letters-from-england_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-87341460</id><published>2003-01-12T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-01-12T23:51:46.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i had such a wonderful time today, and, like Gou said, "we're gonna feel how much fun we had tomorrow". i think the aches and pains are well worth it though. i woke up around 9:30 today, then cat napped till 11.....ok, so i guess i actually woke up at 11, technicalities. by 1:40, my pseudo-bf, Sharu, came to get me and we went to get "the boys" and then proceeded to camelback mountain.  the hike </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/87341460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=87341460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/87341460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/87341460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/01/i-had-such-wonderful-time-today-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-87286936</id><published>2003-01-11T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-01-11T23:16:51.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>no blog today :(...oh wait, that's what this is.lucky you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/87286936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=87286936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/87286936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/87286936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/01/no-blog-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-87238465</id><published>2003-01-10T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T15:50:40.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i really don't know what i'd do without my girls.  around them i feel so at ease, so completely myself- a more complete self. yesterday was truly wonderful. it could have only been made better if P and G were with us, to compensate we talked about them all night so even if not in body, they were there in sprit..or in gossip ;) j/k. we scarfed down enough pizza to make any normal person explode, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/87238465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=87238465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/87238465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/87238465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/01/i-really-dont-know-what-id-do-without.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-87184405</id><published>2003-01-09T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T15:43:51.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today promises to be lovely!  it's sunny out- which is always nice, was so rainy yesterday that vibha's school got flooded. i woke up late today, but went to bed pretty late too~ talking to my pseudo bf, awww...in a few hours i'm going to go dance (my butt is so sore as is, can't wait to see how much worse it's going to get), then off to spend time with my girls! it's so nice to have a group of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/87184405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=87184405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/87184405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/87184405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/01/today-promises-to-be-lovely-its-sunny.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-87099266</id><published>2003-01-07T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-01-09T15:01:23.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunday~i had such a fabulous day, hiked up South Mountain with some friends and family (including juju).  was so relaxing, and more than relaxing, it was comforting.  i remember hiking a lot when i was younger- when i lived in Albuquerque.  I wonder if i spelt that correctly, hmm...lived there for 3 years, guess it never sunk in.  anyway, i remember hiking when i lived there- almost every </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/87099266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=87099266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/87099266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/87099266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/01/sunday-i-had-such-fabulous-day-hiked.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-87099232</id><published>2003-01-07T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-01-09T14:15:30.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i know, i know, i've been a bit lazy with this blogging lately, but i'm making up for it now. the last few days have been interesting enough, not saturday though- MAD uneventful- but the last few days have been pretty ok.  i ate my way through half a pan of brownies (thanks babe), been going to bed sooo late and sleeping in soo late.  i've developed this habit over the past few days of going to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/87099232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=87099232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/87099232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/87099232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/01/i-know-i-know-ive-been-bit-lazy-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-86869500</id><published>2003-01-03T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-01-04T22:51:07.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>She's come undoneAre you happy? I opened my mind,and then my heart,and now, have opened my diary too.The offspring of thought and emotion- a vulnerable nude.Please, be kind to this lovechild.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/86869500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=86869500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/86869500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/86869500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2003/01/shes-come-undone-are-you-happy-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106461504350311495</id><published>2002-06-03T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T22:56:06.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>-What are you doing?i'm doing some math and reading old poetry-You can do both of those at the same time?:)-Guess so. Very nice, very impressive.just reading, math problem...read, solve, read solve-poetry and math- very similar in some respects......WHAT AM I DOING???????do i really know?hmm...?-I beg your pardon?do i? or am i the professor of nothing- the queen...no king...(in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106461504350311495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106461504350311495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106461504350311495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106461504350311495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2002/06/what-are-you-doing-im-doing-some-math.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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-4072422.post-106461553869633355</id><published>2001-06-21T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T15:32:58.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pitch black, leave the light from the computer screensitting here, i'm scarcely moving, barely breathing- god forbid I disturbsuch tranquility.i feel...so much from so littlea tremorsteadily, it grows, evolves, takes shape- a pulse, throbbing against my lipswhose is it?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/feeds/106461553869633355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072422&amp;postID=106461553869633355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106461553869633355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072422/posts/default/106461553869633355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sadhu.blogspot.com/2001/06/pitch-black-leave-light-from-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>Sound &amp;amp; Sense</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></feed>
