tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73208492011-04-21T14:41:40.954-04:00Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.comBlogger541100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-74256616680576509042009-03-05T02:18:00.007-05:002009-03-05T02:56:02.139-05:00

TeethI am almost beyond giddy from packing and prepping for my DC and Austin trip, so why not wrap the evening/early morning with a blog entry?My braces are gone! Here's the first official photo of me with super straight teeth and no braces. After two years of canker sores and crazy rubber bands, I have vowed that I will wear my retainer ALWAYS. I'm so serious I have three sets to ensure

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According to my Oracle calendar, tomorrow is my mom's birthday. Her birthday is wedged between two meeting reminders, slightly emphasized by a different font color.Long before calendars lived within the ethers of the internet, I owned a personal calendar before I ever knew what a check book was all about. Much to my chagrin, I picked up a friend's checkbook thinking it was her calendar. Oops! I

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Between cleaning the bathroom, washing over seven loads of laundry and cooking, it dawned on me that my weekend was almost over. Luckily, week wasn't totally lost to drudgery. I had a fantastic adventure to Canopy Studios. My friends Emily and Jen took part in a beautiful piece titled Love. The costumes and music matched the harmony of dance and expression, making for a pretty wonderful Saturday

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August 2008 - Attended my very first An Event Apart in San Francisco. It was hands down the most advanced and applicable web conference of my career. The giddy geek in me was super-psyched to finally meet two of my web heros, Eric Meyer and Jeffrey Zeldman, after following their blogs and reading their books since 2001. While in the area, I visited my sister-in-law in Palo Alto. Among the amazing

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-16017564247096219902009-02-03T23:15:00.002-05:002009-02-03T23:58:28.004-05:00

Dear Blogosphere,I am sorry for the extended absence. I'm embarrassed that I have over three unpublished blog drafts queued, dating from October 2008 to Jan 2009. I vow to do better.Now, on to the blogging....I'm a little shocked I made it through 2008 without publishing a blog post. Here are some highlights:Jan 2008 - I campaigned for Barack Obama in Anderson, SC. Volunteering during the SC

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-25658074405162266642007-12-03T22:00:00.000-05:002007-12-03T22:26:35.771-05:00

So here's another list until I am ready...1. I finally finished my big project five hours ago. I'm looking forward to working nine hour days instead of eighteen.2. Timur Bekmambetov is too special effect happy. Night Watch reminded me a lot of the third Matrix -- lots of action, little substance.3. Marc Antony scares me almost as much as a clown.4. Jonathan and I will be hiking a small part of

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-26165058562848309382007-11-20T03:43:00.000-05:002007-11-20T04:05:36.804-05:00

After taking over a year off from blogging, I'm attempting to give it another shot.It's 3:45 am and instead of working, I'm worried about work. I should be sleeping. I should be at least watching something silly on You Tube.I have no great transition from the above paragraph, so I've started a new one. Here is an update for those who need an update.January 2007 - a 1984 LeBaron kissed the

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1152655405007274872006-07-11T17:58:00.000-04:002006-07-11T18:03:25.010-04:00

We've spent at least $100 on nice cat beds and Bruce prefers bags of bird seed. He's recently upgraded to the guitar case.Yes, I realize how sad it is that I post photos of my husband and my cat. Perhaps I will one day crack the secret of how to find time to photograph something other than Jonathan and Bruce. Wait a second...I didn't even take this photo...

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1150750225569235102006-06-19T16:48:00.000-04:002006-06-19T16:50:25.586-04:00

This picture is worth a thousand words, or a thousand blackmail dollars.You decide...P.S. Jonathan is absolutely not a cat person.

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It may be the fact I spend way too much time with Jonathan and Bruce, but Bruce is really beginning to remind me a lot of Jonathan.

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1144181237503514202006-04-04T15:53:00.000-04:002006-05-25T12:02:57.450-04:00

Who needs cable television when I have the women's bathroom? During my daily visits, I experience the soap opera drama of 20-something heartbreaks, and learn about nuggets of pop culture information, such as pop collars.Wait a second, you don't know what popped collars are?! Zut alors!Since most of you don't have my exclusive access to the women's bathroom, let me feel you in on what this

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1143738990582302662006-03-30T12:13:00.000-05:002006-03-30T12:16:30.593-05:00

Nothing beats trying to use the bathroom while your bathroom mates are on their cell phones. To my left is lady who is fighting with her boyfriend. She is so desperate to divulge the play by play of their latest spat to her very best girlfriend. To my right is woman who is bored and just got out of class. "Whatcha doing? Uh huh. Yeah, I'm just in the bathroom..."Concentrate...must...block...

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"Life imitates art far more than art imitates Life," said the great Oscar Wilde. And yet, we as a public shudder in shock when the curtain reveals that in fact, the life we thought was authentic is infact a fraud.Everytime you close your eyes (Lies, lies!)"A Million Little Lies: Exposing James Frey's Fiction Addiction" is the latest among The Smoking Gun's exposes. James Frey, a former crack

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1136520714448215432006-01-05T22:41:00.001-05:002006-01-06T16:17:07.850-05:00

Somewhere between college and adopting a cat, I've become a 72 year old woman. I'm not sure what wrinkle in time I've stumbled into, but will someone please grab me an iron?!?!Here my friends is an example of a gift I have recently received:Believe it or not, this illustration is actually much more stylish than the terry cloth seafoam (think 70's bathroom tile) number I unwrapped. Please note the

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1133881705267463782005-12-06T09:24:00.000-05:002005-12-06T10:08:25.330-05:00

Happy Holidays from the Potters. Just a note that this photo was taken in a room full of barking dogs. Bruce Lee is the bravest cat you will ever meet. If you haven't met him yet, dance card spaces are still available.

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I remember the summer of 95 when I would have wanted to begin every sentence with the phrase, "my boyfriend's in a band" or any phrase encompassing the words "boyfriend" or "band". Those were also the days when I was starstruck, and contemplated life as a groupie as my fall back career. Four years later, jaded and de-glittered, I left the Athens music scene with no forwarding address. Now the

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1128572347528002132005-10-06T00:11:00.000-04:002005-10-06T00:20:24.396-04:00

I seem to remember October 2004 being insane -- mortgage, moving, and a Halloween party in DC. This time it's wedding, wedding, and more wedding (although through the grace of karma, we have somehow graciously rsvped our way out of wedding #3 due to fatigue and lack of funds, and wedding #4 is overlapping with wedding #2). In between weddings galore, we are attempting to squeeze in some home

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1128091026906125172005-09-30T09:53:00.000-04:002005-09-30T10:44:32.146-04:00

I'm not sure if I subconsciously posted my engagement photo on Sept 27th because I knew that was the day before Jonathan proposed to me, or if it's one of those whacky coincidences. Probably a product of whack.Here's a photo of me hours before Jonathan popped the question. Do I look like I suspect? He looks a bit suspicious.I doubt I'll ever commit Sept 28th, 2002 to memory, but Sept 29th is

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1127914704502601722005-09-28T09:19:00.000-04:002005-09-28T09:40:08.853-04:00

I have to admit I haven't used Ask Jeeves in SEVERAL years, but it's still sad to see him go. I wonder if they'll mark the occasion with Jeeves and a suitcase image. Ask Jeeves to drop butler mascotSAN FRANCISCO, California (AP) -- The genteel butler that has been Ask Jeeves Inc.'s face for nearly a decade is getting ousted in a corporate takeover.Jeeves, the slightly chubby and balding English

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Here is one of our engagement photos taken in Sept 2003. I vividly remember Jonathan purchasing that very shirt. I still consider it one of his "new shirts." Time flies when you're having fun.P.S. I miss my long hair.

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A quick peek into today's inner conflict:Economically-Spoiled American Jinny vs Sustainable Growth-Support Local Business Jinny Store: Daily Grocery Store Co-op8 Organic Bananas: $1.942 Locally-grown Organic Broccoli Crowns: $2.401 2 quart container Organic Orange Juice: $5.29Sales Tax: $.67Total: $10.30Store: Wal-Mart8 Bananas: $.802 Broccoli Crowns: $1.001 2 quart container Orange Juice:

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Today I paid over $22 for a half a tank of gas. No, I don't drive a SUV. Yes, I am stunned. No, I'm not thrilled. Yes, I will be riding my bike more. No, I don't want to be reminded of how much more expensive gas is in Europe, but thank you anyway.Speaking of motor vehicles, I give Athens a big thumbs down as for being bike-friendly. I've ridden my bike to work and Dr. appointments a few times,

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Over a year ago, a quirky Canadian tourism website created a funny webpage that gained my attention long enough for me to copy and paste its url and email several of my friends. It actually had a bulleted list of the reasons why Americans should move to Canada, listing legal gay marriage and higher alcoholic content in beer to name a few. Merriment aside, I am tempted to suggest they list "George

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1125331590365562652005-08-29T11:30:00.000-04:002005-09-13T23:01:29.746-04:00

I've turned on the option to allow anyone to comment to my blog. Let's see how long this lasts, and how quickly I fall prey to comment spam.Here are my random comments on the world today:Is it possible that global warming has anything to do with the growing number of hurricanes? My friends in the radio world think the panic over global warming is crap. I haven't seen a polar icecap so I can't

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1124317659393881152005-08-17T18:27:00.000-04:002005-08-21T19:22:24.683-04:00

I'm sure Sherry could care less now that I have finally published this, but a promise is a promise, and a quick sorry that I suck at this rapid response thing:--From: SherryDate: July 06, 2005Subject: The Musical Baton: ReduxSo here's The Musical Baton: Redux. Please leave a comment with your answer and twirl that baton over to five more peeps! (Or if you have a blog, post it there and leave

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You are not alone.No, I'm not referring to aliens. I'm referring to the little known fact that you are one of many others who read my blog.Surprised? I am. I knew at least three people read it regularly, and five on occasion, but in the past week, I've had eight people bring it up in conversation or email. That brings my total audience up to 16, which I would have never of guessed. I'm four

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Dear Sub-Human(s) Who Stole My Husband's Car Stereo System,You suck.Karma exists.Sincerely,Me

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Scene: Athens, GA, 40 Watt, Popfest 2005Last night was my first show out since the state-wide smoking ban. Elekibass took the stage and blew everyone away with their brilliant use of instruments and smart showsmanship.Hmmm's in no particular order:When did cellphones infiltrated our society in such a way that grunge hippies, complete with dredlocks and no shoes, begin to not only own one, but

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1123135399260752462005-08-04T01:24:00.000-04:002005-08-05T10:21:30.306-04:00

Can you tell that Samuel Taylor Coleridge has had an influence on me? For those who do not understand the reference, shame on you, for you are missing out on one of the richest poems ever written.Back to my albatross...Hello, my name is Jinny, and I'm an introvert. In fact, I'm convinced if you were to pick up an actual paper copy of a dictionary (do they still make those?) my photo would be

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1120350342434840282005-07-02T20:13:00.000-04:002005-08-17T15:17:04.170-04:00

It was my freshman year, and the two years of high school AP English hell had paid off -- I had exempted my freshman English 101 and 102 classes, and I was able to pick any upper level English class of my choice. I fail to remember the bs name UGA assigned it, but it was multicultural English literature, and I was all about it. Finally I was able to delve into true muticulturalism, which at my

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1119704722849958172005-06-25T08:44:00.001-04:002009-02-03T23:03:16.592-05:00

It started out innocently enough...a casual email from my friend Patrick, "attached are the details of the Courteous Mass bike ride. Emily is also planning on going - it's a really easy bike ride, so if it sounds interesting, maybe you and Jonathan could plan on meeting us there."Little did I know it would be the bike ride now known as the "Courteous Mass that Kicked My Bass."My plan was to

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1119554047007130742005-06-23T15:08:00.000-04:002005-06-23T15:14:54.740-04:00

I've been entertaining the idea of going back to school. Not so much for a degree, rather for the devoted study of one thing and classroom discussion. I'm torn between exercise science (my possible fellow classmates scare me) and religion (again, my possible fellow classmates scare me). It amazes me what someone can earn a degree in UFO Investigation...www.flamelcollege.org/programs.htmOr you

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1119366737634300212005-06-21T10:55:00.001-04:002009-02-03T23:15:12.634-05:00

I find myself contemplating my belief system on a daily basis. Am I Christian, or am I an agnostic trying to cover all of my bases just in case? Without question, I do believe that good and evil exist, rather than that good and evil are merely perceptions held by different people. I also believe I don't have the capacity to understand the bigger picture, and if there is a God, my human mind

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1117843302970865332005-06-04T19:57:00.000-04:002005-06-14T10:32:39.146-04:00

Wow, I'm just a blogging maniac. It's just about the only thing I can trust myself to do while I'm on 500 mg of loratab and 20 mg of cyclobenzaprine.How you doin?Ok, so this really goes under the Germany Chronicles, but I'm not willing to figure out which chapter I am on that, so bah. To sum up and transport you...it's December 2004, Jonathan and I are in Germany visiting Sherry and Christian.

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Yes, it's true. Bruce walks on a leash, and it was totally intentional. Somewhere during his leash training, Bruce wised up that dogs walk on leashes, therefore, he must be a dog. I'm not quite sure how he came across this conclusion -- too many late night infomercials, talking to the neighborhood pets? Anyway, Bruce is 100% convinced that's he is a dog, and with the exception of using his

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Joe Nathan and Christian Rock! Originally uploaded by sherryneal. 20 glasses of wheat beer2 awesome friends3 hours of American rock.I miss Germany.

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Main Entry: stunInflected Form(s): stunned; stun·ningDefinition: to overcome especially with paralyzing astonishment or disbeliefMain Entry: surpriseInflected Form(s): sur·prised; sur·pris·ingDefinition: to cause astonishment or surpriseFrom last week's Terry College FYI:SECOND QUARTER STAFF AWARDS PRESENTED: Jinny Potter and J.K. McMullan were the recipients of the Terry College's Outstanding

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1114813796397433862005-04-29T18:16:00.000-04:002005-05-02T14:13:13.590-04:00

According to my orthopedic doctor, I have lumbar spondylolisthesis. After seven months of almost unbearable hip pain, I'm not sure what I was expecting the doctor to say to me. Perhaps something along the lines of, "just a muscle spasm you weak baby, buck up and go get a massage!" Instead, he informed me my lifelong battle with lower back pain was the culprit of my mysterious hip pain, and my

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"Look out, it's plaid and shanghai!"Comment made to Jonathan and me last weekend as we attempted to walk around a herd of frat boys.Jonathan was wearing plaid. I guess I had that Chinese city look about me.

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1114612319792168192005-04-27T07:45:00.000-04:002005-04-29T18:34:03.623-04:00

Hmm, "an incident with the chicken" sounds like a book title. I'll have to keep it in mind when I write my life's work. On to the blog!Last weekend I threw Jonathan a birthday party. Knowing that all invitees were bonified meat eaters, I bought 20 lbs of animal flesh (for grilling, not ritualistic sacrifice).Allow me to digress. A few years ago, a friend of mine gradually became a vegetarian.

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1112903696083939872005-04-07T15:46:00.000-04:002005-04-12T14:03:34.596-04:00

I'll go ahead and preface this posting with the following disclaimer, "yes I know I'm a freak."I have completed the tedious task of dusting off my desk and all of its contents. Somehow anything I own or inhabit, regardless of age, accumulates about 1/8 inch of dust every month to the point when I shuffle papers around, mini-dust bunnies begin an odd rendition of "Swan Lake." I find myself

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1112711664094049872005-04-06T08:15:00.000-04:002005-04-06T13:43:21.700-04:00

Today Greg Whitlock would have turned 35 today. I am sad, reflecting on my own selfishness that he's no longer with us. I find if still surreal that I just placed an order for a "memorial cake" for the dedication of the UGA Intramural Fields batting cages that were constructed in his honor. Greg was one of the most sincerely good hearted individuals I've ever known. It was a privilege to know

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1111684151846633142005-03-24T11:25:00.000-05:002005-03-25T12:30:52.290-05:00

Colder than Athens? -- yeah, whatever! After about 20 motor butt Jinny steps, I was soon regretting all the new thermal underwear I had layered on my body. My perspiration was soon forgotten when I finally turned around to glance back at the enormous train station we just exited. It was my favorite kind of architecture -- old and well built. No plastic, no gaudy electronic signs, and no vinyl!

Jinnyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13404343882217254431noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320849.post-1111527580524181042005-03-22T16:35:00.000-05:002005-03-22T16:41:18.713-05:00

Everyone, meet Bruce Lee Potter.Yes, Jonathan and I finally took the plunge and we're now proud parents of a pouncing baby boy of 8 months. I can't help but gush about how he's all love and without an ounce of haughty hissy cat attitude. Plus, isn't he a beauty? Jonathan had blonde hair too when he was a baby.

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After a pleasant 8 hour flight filled with free wine, free movies, and free food, Jonathan and I found our sleep-deprived shells in the spacious Frankfurt airport. We somehow found our way onto a bus, that led us to our luggage, and then finally to the train station where we desperately searched for the extra large lockers Sherry promised we'd find. We found them...all very much in use by

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I've added yet another new year's resolution to my list, although I wonder if I can technically call it a list when there are only two items on it...but I digress. New Year's Resolution #2: Instead of sitting in a chair at work, sit on a balance ball.OK, so if you're not laughing yet, you are obviously suffering for the inability to imagine this scenario. Picture a 5'2" Asian, tail wobbling

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The Northern States -- also known as anything north of Tennessee, since most of Virginia lacks the percentage of rednecks Georgia has.I'm fresh from my NJ/NY trip. As if NJ/NY wanted to impress me, it snowed the morning after I arrived. I felt like I accidentally stepped into a Pepperidge Farm commercial, minus the Milano cookie smell. Then to further dazzle me, the weather was actually warmer

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The Scene: New Year's Eve, 40 Watt Club, and me and hundreds of townies...a run in with Ed, serving up a vanilla bean epiphany: I rarely pleasure read because my nose is buried in IT books. The Realization: My brain is going to atrophy if I don't feed it something other than IT and nytimes.com. Once upon a time I read three books a month while going to school and holding down two part-time

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I have a theory that overly baggy pants originated during the days of "Please Hammer don't hurt 'em". Although all of the boys I see running around with their pants crouch down to their shins will never admit that the great M.C. may have fathered their fashion sense, I stick by my theory. However, my theory does not explain how one can comfortably get through their day in such ill-fitting

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Playing "Square dancer number #2" in Oklahoma! was such a much easier acting job that outgoing, self-assured web developer presenting in front of a crowd of peers. I'm still alive, and I can't say I remember much of what I said or did other than sweat like fried chicken under tin foil at a church supper. I find it interesting that the majority of the population thinks I'm an outtie (extrovert).

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A little over a month ago I overslept and was several hours late to work. I didn't feel an ounce of guilt about it. I reasoned that after muddling through three weeks of sleepless nights, my sleep meds were finally kicking in and dammit, I deserved the sleep! So I stumbled into work around 10ish, then began my day of being late. I was late for an appointment, I was late for lunch, I was late

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One could say I'm not sentimental, therefore the whole Bridezillia thing didn't really strike me during the wedding process (more like, "when am I going to have a life again?!?!"). I've been married for barely four months and I'm already auctioning off my wedding dress and tiara. Hey, I've kept the husband; that's more than enough wedding souvenirs, right? In addition, I sold all of my wedding

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http://edition.cnn.com/2004/WORLD/asiapcf/06/14/skorea.dumplings.ap/I know I'm an Americanized Asian, but this confuses me. Isn't kimchi rotten cabbage? Perhaps rotten radishes don't taste as good as rotten cabbage.

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