<?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-2624762</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:03:33.596Z</updated><title type='text'>Gina Snowdoll: Eeeeeks! it's a blog!</title><subtitle type='html'>Gina's musings on transgenderism, fashion, music, records, books, telly, life, the universe and everything</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2087</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-111625147735832321</id><published>2005-05-16T13:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-16T13:51:17.370Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're the high class girl. You're elegant,sophisticated, and enjoy the luxuries of life.You are confident, fair, and diplomatic. Youcould be royalty for all I know. People likeyou a lot, but be sure they don't like you foryour money or anything. That's bad. Pick outyour real friends from the crowd. What kind of girl are you? (with pix!) brought to you by QuizillaApparently, which is a bit of a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/111625147735832321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/111625147735832321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111625147735832321' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-111602485735311583</id><published>2005-05-13T22:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-13T22:59:15.563Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friday the 13th, and I'm back!Well, I suppose the closing minutes of Friday the 13th is as good as any to start writing something in the ol' blog again after my "little breakette" of the last couple of months.Not that I'm superstitious, course. I mean, I will avoid walking under ladders, but that's not superstition, that's common sense. You're liable to end up with a pot of paint tipped over you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/111602485735311583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/111602485735311583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111602485735311583' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110840702737172459</id><published>2005-02-14T18:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-14T18:50:27.373Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I got a Valentine's Day card from the cat ("I love you more than fish"), so that was a first.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110840702737172459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110840702737172459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110840702737172459' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110805022991140518</id><published>2005-02-10T15:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-10T15:58:48.306Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling crapSorry that I've not been blogging. I find it hard to get myself motivated when I'm depressed. The horrible situation with the neighbours is still ongoing. Recently we had the Environmental Health in with one of their recording devices. I just hope that the analysis of the tape comes out in our favour and those bastards get evicted. Last night they were again playing music and shouting</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110805022991140518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110805022991140518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110805022991140518' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110692320411476731</id><published>2005-01-28T14:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-28T14:46:36.110Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeee-haw!Last night, after a session at the gym I may add, I went to see a gig under the banner of "Deliverance" at the Elm Tree in Cowley Road, Oxford. It was, believe it or not, a country-themed evening, not my usual kind of music but there you go.We were there really to see the lovely Piney Gir who had a country band (guitars, bass, pedal steel, drums) backing her rather than her usual two </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110692320411476731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110692320411476731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110692320411476731' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110683466978519568</id><published>2005-01-27T14:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-27T14:07:26.480Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, I've just noticed... Simon at Simon's Skip is blogging again. Hurrah!  I thought he gave up a while back. He certainly went quiet for a long while and then announced that the blog was to be no more. When did that all change then? It's going to take me ages to catch up again!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110683466978519568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110683466978519568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110683466978519568' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110683338605430795</id><published>2005-01-27T13:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-27T13:54:58.406Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blimey...Oh, at last Blogger lets me log on! Well, a lot has been happening since last Friday when I posted last (foretting my mini birthday post).On Friday itself I went to see Julian Cope at the Royal Festival Hall. Last time I saw him (at Oxford) he was playing solo - just him and a guitar - but this time he had his whole band with him - I think I prefer it that way. It was good value for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110683338605430795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110683338605430795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110683338605430795' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110673074226716033</id><published>2005-01-25T09:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-26T09:12:22.266Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Birthday.Eeeeeks!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110673074226716033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110673074226716033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110673074226716033' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110632248516237180</id><published>2005-01-21T15:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-21T15:56:46.330Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah wellI didn't win a queerie award for best transgender weblog. Never mind. I suppose it might have had something to do with the lack of recent tranny-related content. I can't remember the last time I discussed any transgender issues on here. I got bored with all that a long time ago, to be perfectly frank. Hey, but a couple of years ago I would have won, because this was the only transgender </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110632248516237180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110632248516237180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110632248516237180' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110625444357317134</id><published>2005-01-20T20:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-28T15:16:52.453Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eeeeeks! Who's this?Well, bizarrely enough, it's me! I created this picture using this online face-transformer using this picture (which was on my profile) as the starting point. It's supposedly rendered in the style of Alphonse Mucha.I think I'll have a play with some more photos later!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110625444357317134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110625444357317134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110625444357317134' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110595581721015313</id><published>2005-01-17T09:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-17T10:07:46.060Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From the BBC News: Ex-fat cat wins pet slimmer prize - A massive moggy who lost 5kg in nine months was named Britain's pet slimmer of the year on Sunday. I was rather alarmed when I returned from Wales over the Christmas hoidays to see that my cat appeared to be much much bigger than he was when I'd left. I'd bought a whole bag of Iams cat food before I left and it was nearly finished in under </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110595581721015313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110595581721015313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110595581721015313' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110571915619619092</id><published>2005-01-14T16:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-17T10:07:28.530Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rock And Roll Confidential - Your Band Sucks: some very funny (unintentional) band photos! It's a pity about some of the homophobic "amusing" captions.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110571915619619092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110571915619619092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110571915619619092' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110555588133138410</id><published>2005-01-12T18:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-13T13:30:46.026Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just received a weird text from Nitegirrl:Hurray! I just got a smile form Alistair Campbell on Victoria Road ha ha. Gay ghetto later.What is she up to now?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110555588133138410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110555588133138410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110555588133138410' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110552201712657110</id><published>2005-01-12T09:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-12T09:32:38.760Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Message from Philo at Queerday, re: my previous post:actually, the nominations process was last week and voting for the queeries opened today and runs all week until sunday at midnight.Whoops, looks like I got the dates mixed up. I never was too good at numbers!If you wanna vote, go here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110552201712657110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110552201712657110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110552201712657110' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110545801164391380</id><published>2005-01-11T15:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-11T15:40:11.643Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eeeeeks! I've only just found out that this blog was one of those nominated in the Best Trans Blog category in the Queer Day Queeries: Queery Awards 2004. It seems that voting finished several days ago. I wonder how I got on?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110545801164391380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110545801164391380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110545801164391380' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110539714414173777</id><published>2005-01-10T22:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-10T22:49:40.003Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My religious upbringingI didn't come from a particularly religious family. I remember my sister and I as small kids singing Christmas carols with my Dad in the dark in our bedroom, illuminated only by the orange glow of the bars of an electric fire. I found that quite magical at the time, and it's one my earliest memories of Christmas.We also went to Sunday School for a brief period. Sunday </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110539714414173777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110539714414173777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110539714414173777' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110510637977894893</id><published>2005-01-07T13:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-07T14:07:13.436Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Top 10* albums of 2004Click here* OK, 11 then. Or is it 12? Or are the last few cheats and should it just be 8?There was absolutely no question about the No 1 album. It had to be Piney Gir's debut "Peakahokahoo" which is an album that I could so easily throw so many superlatives at. It features a mixture of styles - electro-pop, country, jazz, guitar pop - but it all coheres nicely into a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110510637977894893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110510637977894893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110510637977894893' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110504714056427071</id><published>2005-01-06T21:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-07T12:57:46.390Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bringing the blog into 2005I've been home for a few days now but haven't been feeling too well - I think it's the residue of this cold thing I've had over Christmas. More recently I've been suffering from non-stop headaches, feeling sick, and all that sort of lovely stuff. Fun, eh?Christmas was a bit of a strange affair to be honest. My sister and her mob didn't make an appearance with the rest</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110504714056427071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110504714056427071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110504714056427071' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110387975482377926</id><published>2004-12-24T09:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-24T09:15:54.823Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Merry Wotsit and Happy New ThingOK, I'm off to Wales in an hour or so, so I won't be posting again until the new year (not that I've been posting much anyway). Hope you all have a good one! Squeak to you in the new year, and I expect I'll be listing my fave albums of 2004, best gigs attended, that kind of thing. Ta-ra for now!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110387975482377926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110387975482377926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110387975482377926' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110379529255367827</id><published>2004-12-23T09:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-23T10:04:20.813Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The archivesApologies to anyone who's tried trawling the archives recently, because it seems the pictures in the entries from 2001 and 2002 aren't working anymore. I used to have photos hosted on my webspace at easyspace.com (it was supposed to be free webspace for life) but they seem to have now withdrawn this, the blighters. I stopped using it ages ago, to be honest, because I haven't been able</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110379529255367827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110379529255367827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110379529255367827' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110370887950024622</id><published>2004-12-22T09:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-22T09:47:59.500Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In other news...Imagine not only my surprise but also my genuine feeling of alarm when I checked my email t'other day and found a missive entitled "Merry Christmas" from that cheeky chappie himself Jamie Oliver."Uh-oh, he's tracked me down at last!", I thought to myself, but upon opening said email I discovered it to be one of those newsletter thingies that get sent out to a mailing list of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110370887950024622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110370887950024622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110370887950024622' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110362898811532749</id><published>2004-12-21T11:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-21T11:43:07.930Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WastedTamsin was wondering why I hadn't posted anything about the Christmas Wasted festival last weekend (Sunday 12th Dec), but the previous post should explain why I've been quiet. Sorry about that, folks.There's not a lot I can say about Wasted really. It was an all-day punk event at the Astoria in London, although Tamsin and I got there late afternoon, and didn't bother with any of the bands</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110362898811532749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110362898811532749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110362898811532749' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110339336342083781</id><published>2004-12-18T17:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-21T11:11:56.483Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's what's been happening...Briefly speaking, that is. I don't want to dwell on it too much as it's been a stressful time and I don't want to have to go over it again and again. In short, the next door neighbours - the ones we share a party wall with - have been making our lives a living hell with noise. Friday last week was the final straw - they were on the go from 9pm Friday night right </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110339336342083781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110339336342083781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110339336342083781' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110258988805102567</id><published>2004-12-09T10:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-09T11:22:57.543Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What? Write something on the blog?Yeah. Ummm. Well.That'd be a novel idea, I suppose. I'm finding that I simply don't have the inclination to write on here any more. Occasionally I will force myself to log into Blogger and type a stream of words, as I am doing now, but what a chore that has become.I'm feeling now that I'd really like to let it rest; that I haven't got a lot to say really, or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110258988805102567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110258988805102567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110258988805102567' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110173305138897839</id><published>2004-11-29T13:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-29T12:57:31.386Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OwwwI had another largely sleepless night again last night. I had a killer of a headache, and also a neighbour's cat kept coming into the house and I kept having to get out of bed to chase it away and/or chuck it out. At one point when I cornered it under a chair in the living room, it bit me on the little finger of my right hand and drew blood. Does anyone out there know how long your tetanus </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110173305138897839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110173305138897839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110173305138897839' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110148408827165720</id><published>2004-11-26T15:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-21T15:27:35.500Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Big catch-up postThe longer you leave it, the more difficult it is to write these blog catch-up posts. I've got to try to think of all that been going on over the last couple of weeks.The neighbour situation has not been good, so I've been very tired and irritable for a lot of the time. However, they have actually been quiet for a few days now but I don't like to get complacent, because </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110148408827165720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110148408827165720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110148408827165720' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110123956771812100</id><published>2004-11-23T19:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-24T11:45:29.040Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blow away the tumbleweedsI've not been posting because of depression, tiredness, extreme exhaustion, feeling like poo, and from bloody Blogger not letting me post when I have tried in a mad moment.We've got so much to catch up on too. Last week I went to see Piney Gir on Wednesday (and a new contender for the worst band ever in the form of Brave Captain), and on Thursday I went to see my old </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110123956771812100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110123956771812100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110123956771812100' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110079094218618267</id><published>2004-11-18T15:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-18T15:15:42.186Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And if you thought the Church's reaction to the Damned switching on the Christmas light's in Cambridge was bad, then this - 'Cross-Dressing' Out, Camouflage In - demonstrates the sick and diseased minds of right-wing Christian groups in America.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110079094218618267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110079094218618267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110079094218618267' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110070935721288794</id><published>2004-11-17T16:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-17T16:35:57.213Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is hysterical!Church fury at Damned's switch-on</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110070935721288794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110070935721288794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110070935721288794' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-110009369492833466</id><published>2004-11-10T13:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-10T13:36:02.920Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Forgive me......for going all quiet and not posting for days on end once again. I've been very stressed out. Work's been busy but the main cause of the stress is the bastard neighbours again. When you haven't slept for more nights than you care to remember there is absolutely nothing to laugh about. Sunday night - well the early hours of Monday morning really - I had been pushed to the limit and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110009369492833466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/110009369492833466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110009369492833466' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109967830665770400</id><published>2004-11-05T18:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-05T18:13:32.523Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Avoiding fireworksIt's the 5th November, there've been fireworks going off since 5pm, and the cat has very sensibly made himself comfortable for the night halfway up the stairs, in the middle of the house and away from all windows.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109967830665770400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109967830665770400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109967830665770400' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109948803474594173</id><published>2004-11-03T13:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-03T13:20:34.746Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ssssssshhhh!That girl hasn't given up on me, after all. Or perhaps I mean, if I offended her last week when turning down her Bingo invitation then she's got over it already, for on Monday night's train home after work she sat opposite with me and yapped away like a trooper. It's getting a bit embarrassing now because when she's not around several of the other passengers have asked me who my noisy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109948803474594173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109948803474594173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109948803474594173' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109941295311898466</id><published>2004-11-02T16:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-02T16:56:04.446Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hoorah for Jeremy Hardy!Well said, that man!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109941295311898466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109941295311898466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109941295311898466' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109940560476527470</id><published>2004-11-02T14:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-02T14:44:37.320Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All the bands I've seenI've been trying to make a list of all the bands and musical acts that I've seen live, good and bad, big and small, main acts and support bands alike. Now there must be loads who I've forgotten for one reason or another, or perhaps in the case of support acts I never knew their names in the first place. Anyway, here's the list as it currently stands. I've quite surprised as</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109940560476527470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109940560476527470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109940560476527470' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109940514336618019</id><published>2004-11-02T13:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-02T14:29:24.680Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bill Nelson and the Lost Satellites, 31 October 2004What a business it was trying to get to the Bill Nelson gig at the UCL Bloomsbury Theatre in London on Sunday. Knowing what the trains are like I deliberately took an earlier train, only to have it run perfectly on time. So, I got to Paddington with an hour and a half to spare before the gig was scheduled to begin, so, I decided I'd pop into the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109940514336618019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109940514336618019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109940514336618019' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109931770909584271</id><published>2004-11-01T13:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-01T14:14:58.156Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So... what's new?Well, here we are in November now, and I've not even properly accounted for the end part of October on this jolly ol' blog of mine. (WHY is posting so difficult right now?)So, here's my latest news in brief:I think the girl who asked me out (to the bingo! No, she's not an old granny before you ask) has been avoiding me since that incident. She was on the train the next day but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109931770909584271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109931770909584271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109931770909584271' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109891225252027724</id><published>2004-10-27T21:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-27T21:24:12.520Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A weird thing happened to me......on the way home tonight. Unless I was totally misreading the situation, I believe that someone asked me out tonight. For a date. And before you ask, it was a woman. Which is totally weird, because this is something that just doesn't happen to me. Well, not as a guy anyway. I get asked out in my guise as Gina by men all the time.You'll laugh when I tell you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109891225252027724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109891225252027724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109891225252027724' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109879567509649740</id><published>2004-10-26T13:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-26T13:05:19.366Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another one of the good guys has left usI've just heard the distressing news that the Radio 1 DJ and presenter John Peel has died of a heart attack.  I'm not the biggest radio fan in the world, but much of my teenage years were spent tuning into his late night programme with a cassette at the ready to capture some of the records he played and the now legendary Peel Sessions.The man introduced a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109879567509649740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109879567509649740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109879567509649740' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109837226002395682</id><published>2004-10-21T15:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-21T15:24:20.023Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Flippin' knackered...is how I feel right now.  It's been so busy at work, I don't know if I'm coming or going. And every night when I go to bed, it seems I just shut my eyes for a moment and then the alarm goes off and it's morning and time to get up again.Actually, last night I lay in bed for quite some time not being able to sleep, just lying there listening to the awful howling wind outside.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109837226002395682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109837226002395682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109837226002395682' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109818096243030825</id><published>2004-10-19T10:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-19T10:25:56.200Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shoe updateIt seems there's quite a lot of interest in the Snowdoll shoe sale on eBay this week. Which is good. Still a few days to go, folks, so get your bids in.Speaking of shoes, this blog is right up my street: Manolo's Shoe Blog!I was also interested to see that The Guardian's Weekend magazine on Saturday featured several articles about fashions for people irrespective of their size and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109818096243030825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109818096243030825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109818096243030825' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109808942634969599</id><published>2004-10-18T08:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-18T08:57:39.450Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grrrrrr...Sorry, I had every intention to post on the blog this weekend, only the whole weekend didn't go very well. I had various neighbour problems, you could say. Friday night I was woken up by a very loud camp Irish accented voice coming from next door (sounded like that Brian who won Big Brother a couple of years ago) and then the man from next door arguing with him. I really didn't want to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109808942634969599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109808942634969599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109808942634969599' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109783816146100948</id><published>2004-10-15T10:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-15T11:08:20.693Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can it really be true?...that Yours Truly, Gina Snowdoll, the so-called "Imelda Marcos of Didcot", is selling off her shoe collection?Well, yes, I'm just getting over-run by the bloody things, so I've been having a sort out. I've made a great pile of those that I don't think I'm ever going to wear again because (a) they either don't fit like they ought to, i.e. they are a bit uncomfortable on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109783816146100948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109783816146100948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109783816146100948' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109748347418230529</id><published>2004-10-11T08:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-11T08:31:14.183Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christopher Reeve, RIPThe world loses another one of the good guys.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109748347418230529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109748347418230529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109748347418230529' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109735339074830095</id><published>2004-10-09T20:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-09T20:23:10.746Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow!There was high excitement this afternoon at Snowdoll Towers, when first the cat had a new collar, and then later I watched "Scooby Doo and the Witch's Ghost".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109735339074830095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109735339074830095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109735339074830095' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109726643685333940</id><published>2004-10-08T20:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-08T20:21:45.470Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So...One of the reasons for the sparsity of new posts on this blog recently is that I haven't had the time even to compose anything in my head, and I usually like to work that way, planning it all out in the ol' teeny tiny before actually sitting at the computer and writing it down.For the purpose of this post, I'm not doing that. Why? Because if I tried to plan it, I'd never get around to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109726643685333940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109726643685333940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109726643685333940' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109691750539743710</id><published>2004-10-04T19:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-05T12:18:25.073Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Catch up timeI seem to have been letting things at the blog slip. The last week or so has been such a whirl; I've either been rushing about doing stuff, else I've been flaked out knackered from the rushing!Friday before last, I went straight into London after work to see Die So Fluid at The Garage in Islington. Not a lot to add to that - the set was similar to the recent album launch gig, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109691750539743710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109691750539743710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109691750539743710' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109664394637000358</id><published>2004-10-01T15:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-01T15:19:06.370Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahh... right... yes...Errrrrmmmm... yes, I appear to be neglecting the ol' blog thingy. There just doesn't seem to be enough hours in the day...I'll try to write later. Bit pissed at the moment.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109664394637000358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109664394637000358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109664394637000358' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109645067010433259</id><published>2004-09-29T09:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-29T09:37:50.103Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've lots of catching up to do here. Die So Fluid on Friday night, Julian Cope on Saturday night, Client last night...  I'll write about them all later as I'm a bit busy right now.Until then, I'll leave you with the following that I overheard at Oxford station this morning, a female teacher addressing a group of small children on a school trip:"...and we'll have lunch at lunchtime..."Always the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109645067010433259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109645067010433259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109645067010433259' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109601694298108690</id><published>2004-09-24T09:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-24T09:14:33.706Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My holiday, in picturesThe Bourgogne region of France</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109601694298108690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109601694298108690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109601694298108690' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109597786759609433</id><published>2004-09-23T22:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-23T22:17:47.596Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aaaarrghhh!Once again I haven't posted... Sorry, I just don't seem to have the time at the moment, and am off to bed in a min, so can't say much now.I've been meaning to post some stuff about France - I can't believe I've been home now for a whole week! Perhaps I'll just post some photographs and let the pictures do the talking.Anyway, I've got a busy weekend planned, but I'll try to grab a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109597786759609433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109597786759609433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109597786759609433' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109588838481713775</id><published>2004-09-22T21:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-22T21:30:09.763Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A couple of pics 'cos I'm too tired to write anything. Firstly this is me on Saturday just gone (startled rabbit look... self portraits are tricky!):The new shoes:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109588838481713775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109588838481713775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109588838481713775' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109569473036709646</id><published>2004-09-20T15:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-20T15:48:29.123Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Very naughtyWhoops! Sorry... I said back on Thursday that I'd write more "tomorrow" and I never did.  I don't know what's gotten into me.  Perhaps it's a long recovery from all that travelling at the end of my hols?  Or perhaps I just wanted to continue lazing about as long as possible before getting back to the grind, although "back to the grind" should really refer to work as in employment type</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109569473036709646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109569473036709646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109569473036709646' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109536699054352288</id><published>2004-09-16T20:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-16T20:36:30.543Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back again......but tired, very very tired after days of travelling. Will write tomorrow. Stay tuned.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109536699054352288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109536699054352288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109536699054352288' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109413174249870527</id><published>2004-09-02T13:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-02T13:29:02.500Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holidays!!!I've had a busy morning trying to get all my bits and pieces together and to make the house presentable for when Mum and Dad arrive (which could be any minute now!). I've been out to the shops and bought one or two last minute items that I'll need and I've even been to the gym for that final exercise session before the holiday.I'll speak to you all again in two weeks time.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109413174249870527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109413174249870527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109413174249870527' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109404249307945523</id><published>2004-09-01T12:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-01T12:41:33.080Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's nearly time...What with the Bank Holiday Monday that's just been, I'm only doing two day's at work this week. Today of which is the second. Hurrah! Tomorrow my Mum and Dad are coming over in the afternoon, and I have to pack my bags and on Friday we are all off to France.Before all that though, I've got the traumatic job of taking the cat to the vet. Not that he's ill or anything, he's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109404249307945523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109404249307945523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109404249307945523' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109387609861525240</id><published>2004-08-30T13:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-31T08:42:33.696Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Grand Day OutSunday was such a busy day. I got up bright and early and was at the gym for 11, had a good session and was all done by 12. Early afternoon I went to the station and met Ghost and we took a train into London. Actually, because of engineering works, we had to change at Reading and catch an incredibly slow and smelly train to Waterloo.A quick ride on the Northern line took us to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109387609861525240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109387609861525240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109387609861525240' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109373490291154952</id><published>2004-08-28T23:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-28T23:20:48.536Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Scaredy CatSo there's me, watching "Most Haunted" and laughing at how Yvette Fielding and Co get so scared at the slightest noise and run away screaming. "I wish I could see a ghost," I said to the cat, who's sitting alongside me; "I wouldn't run away screaming."Then I heard a funny sound behind me, and I just figured it was something out in the garden so I put my hand through the gap in to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109373490291154952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109373490291154952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109373490291154952' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109372436581357261</id><published>2004-08-28T20:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-28T21:59:06.096Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--  --&gt;Bank Holiday WeekendWell, I'm not up to a great deal of stuff this holiday weekend. I didn't even do my weekly shop at Tesco this morning. I was sneaky and I went last night because I guessed that with the bank holiday it'd be packed today. Also, it's end of the month so everyone has been paid and the Tesco club card vouchers have just come out.  Last time those three events coincided, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109372436581357261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109372436581357261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109372436581357261' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109361225332890634</id><published>2004-08-27T13:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-27T13:10:53.326Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cleaner bins rubbish bag artwork: A bag of rubbish that was part of a Tate Britain work of art has been accidentally thrown away by a cleaner.I love it when stuff like this happens. I mean if art is indistinguishable from rubbish then what is the point? We may as well all live on a rubbish dump and be done with it!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109361225332890634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109361225332890634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109361225332890634' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109355263098129216</id><published>2004-08-26T20:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-21T15:05:14.876Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DKT/MC5, The Astoria, London, 25 AugustThe train took forever to get into London what with engineering works on the track and whatnot. Paddington station was packed with people; there was some kind of delay, something to do with a crash on a bridge(?). I met Ghost and we went along to the Astoria. Thankfully the first band were finishing their set when we arrived. After all... who wants to sit </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109355263098129216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109355263098129216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109355263098129216' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109344845696885407</id><published>2004-08-25T15:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-25T15:42:49.643Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MC5Not feeling too fab this afternoon, and to make matters worse straight after work I'm going into London to see these guys,DKT/MC5. Not really the best of nights for it. I'm hoping that once I get there I'll feel better and more positive. I can't be arsed taking a camera either, as I doubt we'll get near the front, so there'll be no photos.Who's singing with them? Lisa Kekaula? Never heard </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109344845696885407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109344845696885407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109344845696885407' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109342456287263714</id><published>2004-08-25T08:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-25T09:23:52.110Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Google ain't all it's cracked up to beWhen I first discovered Google's Image Search function I thought it was brilliant, and I confess that I've used it loads when searching for pictures on the net. But now, it's really bugging me, and I'll tell you why.On my other blog, the guitar one, I noticed that I was suddenly getting loads of hits. However, looking at my SiteMeter statistics I noticed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109342456287263714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109342456287263714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109342456287263714' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109301483469126042</id><published>2004-08-20T15:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-20T15:16:01.803Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sea GlassI'm one of those people who comes back from a visit to the beach with my pockets bulging with stuff I've picked up. I love stoney beaches the best, and love searching amongst the pebbles for those of a curious shape or an unusual colour. I especially like picking up pieces of "sea glass", that is, pieces of broken glass that have been weathered by the sea and worn smooth by the action </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109301483469126042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109301483469126042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109301483469126042' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109292621417307594</id><published>2004-08-19T14:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-19T16:00:45.420Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YuckyIs it just me that is feeling crap this last week or so, or is it a general malaise at this time of year?Had a major panic attack on Monday night. I've no idea what all that was about; it just came out of nowhere and hit me full-force.I'm feeling so fed up at the moment. I can't wait to get away and have a change of scenery. Still, it's not long to go until I'm off to France for a couple</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109292621417307594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109292621417307594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109292621417307594' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109275611679372646</id><published>2004-08-17T15:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-17T15:41:44.340Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grrrrrr...It's a real bastard not having the comments on here any more. I keep forgetting that I've turned them off and go take a look at the blog and then I remember. It feels like no-one's talking to me any more. And all because one person had to act like a complete and utter arsehole.I still don't know what his agenda was? Did he hate me because I'm transgendered, i.e. is he a homophobe? Or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109275611679372646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109275611679372646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109275611679372646' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109256780584574821</id><published>2004-08-15T10:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-15T11:08:25.843Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Green FairyLast night Ghost came over with a bunch of DVDs for us to watch and a bottle of La Fée Absinthe. We started out with a bite to eat, and - quite exciting this because I'd never done it before - ordered a pizza and some garlic bread on-line from Domino's. The pizza turned up within 20 minutes - quite impressive!Ghost poured a couple of glasses of absinthe for us - apparently there</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109256780584574821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109256780584574821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109256780584574821' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109242568607891488</id><published>2004-08-13T19:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-13T19:35:03.026Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CommentsComments have been turned off because some complete cunt who has obviously got some problem with me keeps on abusing the system. Which fucks it up for everyone else.This is the same wanker that told me to "get a life". Perhaps he should take his own advice because stalking someone on the internet through the comments on their blog is pretty pathetic behaviour even for the seriously lame</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109242568607891488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109242568607891488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109242568607891488' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109243091751807137</id><published>2004-08-13T18:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-13T21:08:06.040Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Die So Fluid, upstairs at The Garage, 12 AugustLast night Ghost and I went into London and following a bite to eat at the pub at Paddington station and after a couple of very hot and sticky tube rides, we found ourselves at Highbury and Islington. After another beverage at a pub we went to The Garage and made our way upstairs. Uh-oh! I'd forgotten what a pokey little venue this was. (And it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109243091751807137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109243091751807137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109243091751807137' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109222703643535885</id><published>2004-08-11T12:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-11T12:32:04.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bigger on the inside?I sent off the six books for the Legal Deposit yesterday. Streuth, that cost a lot! I sent one package of five books to the Agency for the Legal Deposit Libraries which takes care of publications destined for the Bodleian Library Oxford, Cambridge University Library, the National Library of Scotland, the Library of Trinity College Dublin, and the National Library of Wales, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109222703643535885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109222703643535885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109222703643535885' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109221479266818124</id><published>2004-08-11T08:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-11T08:59:52.666Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whoops!For some reason I always seem to get picked on by lorry drivers asking directions. It happened again this morning whilst I was on my way to the station. I ended up giving this guy quite complex directions as to how to get to the place he wanted. It wasn't until he was driving away that I realised I'd got the wrong village name and had sent him in totally the wrong direction. Oh dear! He's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109221479266818124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109221479266818124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109221479266818124' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109214486148223018</id><published>2004-08-10T13:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-10T13:34:21.483Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blinkin' flip, guv. Simon (of Simon's Skip) has thrown in the towel and won't be continuing his blog. Which is a shame - I really enjoyed reading his posts. I would have thought it was better to post infrequently rather than say "never". Ho hum!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109214486148223018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109214486148223018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109214486148223018' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-10920623193830346</id><published>2004-08-09T14:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-09T14:42:17.846Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Inane magazinesIn the kitchen at work there is a disturbingly large pile of those trashy magazines that are obsessed with so-called celebrity culture. It's quite worrying that so many of my colleagues must be reading such mind-numbing crap. The only time I ever saw one of the girls here actually reading a book, it was a Stephen King novel and the less said about that the better.On the cover of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/10920623193830346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/10920623193830346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#10920623193830346' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109206115924981765</id><published>2004-08-09T14:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-09T14:24:45.806Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HMV are money-grabbing bastards!I had a voicemail from HMV in Oxford this morning to tell me that the CD I had ordered - "Spawn of Dysfunction" by Die So Fluid - was in stock, so when lunchtime came I braved the wet weather and went into town to collect it.  After much faffing about looking for it, the assistant went and rang up £13.99 on the till."How much?" I asked, and went on to explain </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109206115924981765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109206115924981765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109206115924981765' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109205953502105946</id><published>2004-08-09T13:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-09T13:58:47.760Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Getting PublishedIf you wondered what gave me the idea to turn the website into a book, then I'll say "Blame Tamsin", for it was she who emailed me the URL of this article in The Guardian discussing turning blogs into books.Having digested that article, I was rather surprised to read elsewhere that I was the first blog-to-book customer on Publish and Be Damned. The Guardian article had led me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109205953502105946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109205953502105946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109205953502105946' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109190981091327718</id><published>2004-08-07T20:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-07T20:20:09.533Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good day!Well after the crappy stressful week I've just endured, I deserved to have a good day. And it was one that I really enjoyed. I went for a cycle ride - had to try out the newly fixed bike properly - and went to a little village pub for a ploughman's lunch and a pint of beer. The afternoon was spent relaxing in the garden, until I decided to do some work on a guitar project (I was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109190981091327718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109190981091327718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109190981091327718' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109173736446520153</id><published>2004-08-05T20:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-05T20:22:44.466Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Clearing the airIt's been hideously hot and muggy this last week, and now we've had two thunderstorms which help to clear the air for a while. I've also ben getting pretty uptight and stressed out about this passport business. As I said the other day, I'd lost my passport and I need it for next month when I go to France. I'd been turning the house upside down looking for it, all to no avail.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109173736446520153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109173736446520153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109173736446520153' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109164214477480481</id><published>2004-08-04T17:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-04T18:00:26.270Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>They've arrived!Hurrah! The first batch of books are here and are looking good. I'm going to have to send most of these out quite promptly to various libraries around the country as part of the Legal Deposit system. It's the law, you know. It's quite funny to think that my writings are going to be languishing in some of the best libraries in the country!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109164214477480481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109164214477480481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109164214477480481' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109153403555231580</id><published>2004-08-03T00:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-03T19:25:51.926Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Drama QueenThis weekend Shel came over for a visit, and turned up on the doorstep in full Sherri mode which surprised me for a moment. I don't know why I was surprised really; just wasn't expecting it, I suppose.We did this and that, nothing major really. Shel took a look at my bike for me, 'cos she's good with things like that, and we ended up giving it new brake blocks and a new front tyre. I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109153403555231580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109153403555231580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109153403555231580' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109118501279069496</id><published>2004-07-30T10:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-30T10:56:52.790Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whoops!I hadn't realised that talking about flying ants (below... scroll down - I can't be bothered putting the link in) was a bit of a blogging meme (i.e. an idea that is replicated by various different people). I wouldn't have mentioned them if I'd known.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109118501279069496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109118501279069496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109118501279069496' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109118377736887744</id><published>2004-07-30T10:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-30T10:36:17.366Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Eeeeeks! The Book" in AmericaOK, so I'm harping on about the book again, I know, but some of you have been asking...  Yes, it is available for sale to those of you in the United States, as the books are manufactured in both the UK and the USA for those different markets and to keep postage costs down, and buying using PayPal will take care of the whole differing currencies shebang.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109118377736887744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109118377736887744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109118377736887744' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109110252669694368</id><published>2004-07-29T12:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-29T12:02:06.696Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pooeybumfart: Slight ReturnFrom the BBC NEWS website: UK consumer debt hits £1 trillionSorry, but no, that (1,000,000,000,000) is NOT a trillion. That is one billion. Ask a maths teacher.We'll have less of this pandering to incorrectly-named Americanisms, thank you very much BBC. That first 'B' stands for British and don't you forget it!I'm reminded of the whole pooeybumfart episode (which </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109110252669694368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109110252669694368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109110252669694368' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109102482512755495</id><published>2004-07-28T14:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-28T14:27:05.126Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bye Bye BlondieAnd the other thing that happened this weekend (other than spending time with family, that is) is that I've had my hair chopped off and the few remaining blonde bits dyed a light brown colour.I just fancied a change. It's nothing to do with the fact that kids in the street had been calling out "Are you a man or a woman?"  As if that would offend me.It's a lot more convenient </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109102482512755495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109102482512755495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109102482512755495' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109096356439336953</id><published>2004-07-27T21:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-27T21:55:52.710Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The ants are back, TedToday in Didcot it has been Flying Ant day. The Didcot ants are behind those in Oxford, which sprouted wings and took to the skies a whole week ago. It's obviously the time of year for it.Anyway, to mark this auspicious occasion, I have here for your downloading pleasure the following MP3:Blondie - Attack Of The Giant Ants(Taken from their eponymous debut album from 1976).</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109096356439336953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109096356439336953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109096356439336953' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109053262432013957</id><published>2004-07-22T21:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-22T21:43:44.320Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Go West!I'm going to be getting up early tomorrow and entraining for deepest darkest Wales, where I will be spending an extended weekend with family. I'll be back Tuesday, so hopefully normal service will resume here on the jolly ol' blog thenceforth. Now I've got the project finished, I can spend more time writing new entries rather than re-writing old ones!See you next weekend!P.S. Buy the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109053262432013957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109053262432013957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109053262432013957' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109042261811627135</id><published>2004-07-21T14:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-21T22:09:33.733Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Project - Exciting News!After all this talk of "the project" that I've been so busily working on in recent months, I hope this news doesn't come over as being an anti-climax or a cop-out or anything.No, sorry, I'm not going into space, as was suggested in an earlier post. I hope you're not too disappointed about that.What I've done is to turn this weblog into a book! Which I thought was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109042261811627135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109042261811627135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109042261811627135' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109041762117360512</id><published>2004-07-21T13:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-21T13:50:58.860Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The drugs are working!The swelling around my fingertip is now going down and I have the sensation back in my finger, hand and arm! Which is nice. A couple of days ago, the pain and numbness in my finger was so bad that I was seriously wanting to have the offending digit amputated.So yeah, I'm back at work now that I am able-bodied again.I went to the off-licence (Oddbins) at lunchtime to get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109041762117360512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109041762117360512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109041762117360512' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109032542427219236</id><published>2004-07-20T12:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-20T15:19:34.633Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ouch!This will not be too lengthy a post. Typing is a chore right now - you'll see why if you continue reading. A few days ago I hurt the middle finger of my right hand, and it started swelling slightly around the fingernail. By yesterday it had really ballooned up and was quite painful. Not only that but my entire right hand was numb, and the numbness was creeping up my right arm and to my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109032542427219236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109032542427219236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109032542427219236' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-109015704276461361</id><published>2004-07-18T13:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-18T14:44:10.486Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gina's 2nd MillenniumYeah, right, sorry... I know, I know, I know!  I've not posted for over a week. Yes, it was very naughty of me. (Yeah, slapped wrists, I know). It was a case of the longer I left it, the harder it was becoming to know where to begin. And even now I'm not sure where this post will go, or how it will turn out.   Part of the problem was that I knew that this was going to be my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109015704276461361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/109015704276461361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109015704276461361' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-108936483720545755</id><published>2004-07-09T09:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-09T09:29:12.606Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mix CDsWork is so boring at the moment. Thank goodness I've got the afternoon off today, and I will be meeting Mark, who is visiting Oxford. Whenever I see Mark he gives me CD-Rs that he has burnt from vinyl records that I have loaned to him. And occassionally he sends them in the post to me too. I think today he is bringing back a whole stack of the records - I think we'll have to put them in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108936483720545755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108936483720545755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108936483720545755' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-108921390442991960</id><published>2004-07-07T15:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-07T15:29:55.753Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lego HairAnother thing we were discussing was people who have "Lego hair". I'd never hard the expression before, but apparently the snooker player John Parrot is a good example of someone who has Lego hair.In my day we only had the simplest of Lego pieces - just square blocks. If you wanted to make a person they had to be made from rectangular pieces, with a square brick for the head and a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108921390442991960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108921390442991960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108921390442991960' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-108920524377687695</id><published>2004-07-07T12:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-07T13:22:10.510Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Playing catch-up againSorry, it's been a bit tense the last couple of days, I'm not going to go into any details suffice it to say that I've not had much time for weblogging.Did anyone see that "Who Got Diana Dors' Millions?" on Channel 4 on Sunday night? She'd left a coded message to her son, which supposedly gave details of how to find the millions that she had stashed away in various bank </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108920524377687695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108920524377687695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108920524377687695' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-108878333727677600</id><published>2004-07-02T15:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-02T15:53:38.556Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No daleks in new Dr Who - An Outrage!This is outrageous!news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/tv_and_radio/3859651.stmThe daleks BELONG in the TV show Doctor Who.An agent for the Terry Nation estate accused the BBC of ignoring copyright laws and said the corporation was trying to "ruin the brand of the Daleks".Terry Nation supposedly "created" the daleks. Basically, all that he did was to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108878333727677600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108878333727677600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108878333727677600' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-108869259505443535</id><published>2004-07-01T14:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-01T14:43:18.406Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More about "The Project"Choice 1Choice 2OK, folks... I need your help with "The Project". I don't want to let you completely in on the secret just yet, although I will say this - I shall be doing one of the following:Releasing an albumTouring as guitarist with a well known bandPublishing a bookPutting on an exhibitionAppearing on a reality TV programmeWriting a musicalGoing into space</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108869259505443535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108869259505443535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108869259505443535' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-108854525459063915</id><published>2004-06-29T21:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-29T21:40:54.596Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nearly There!OK, the main part of "The Project" has been done. (Phew!) Now we play the waiting game!All will be revealed in, perhaps, two weeks time!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108854525459063915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108854525459063915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108854525459063915' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-108842291170161427</id><published>2004-06-28T11:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2004-06-28T11:54:13.360Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The weekend's doingsWell, I had quite a busy weekend, which involved two visits to the gym, re-doing my roots (and I still managed to miss some right on top of my head, so I have a dark patch there now!), some last minute tweaks on "The Project", and a trip to Camden on Sunday night.On Saturday night I watched the Olympic Torch ceremony thingy in London on the telly. There were various celebs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108842291170161427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108842291170161427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108842291170161427' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-108816763954379444</id><published>2004-06-25T12:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-25T21:24:37.686Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On no!I can't find any Stoli Vanil for sale in Oxford's off-licences. Have I drunk the town's entire supply, I wonder?One shop offered me a bottle of Absolut Vanilla, but I declined. I bought a bottle of that stuff last week and it isn't a patch on Stoli Vanil. Also, it has this weird aftertaste. Not nice.Where's the real deal?  Will I have to buy it on-line somewhere and stock up on a few </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108816763954379444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108816763954379444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108816763954379444' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-108815183566598069</id><published>2004-06-25T08:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-25T08:23:55.666Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's not my fault!I didn't jinx the football results with my rant yesterday, honest guv!I'm only I had that kind of power! Hahhhhahhhaaaaa!And to prove my point there's still people out there wearing flip-flops, "Baby On Board" signs in cars, and Jamie Oliver's still doing crap Sainsbury's ads. Don't you think I've TRIED jinxing all of those.  I even went so far as to make a voodoo doll of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108815183566598069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108815183566598069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108815183566598069' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-108807757330259308</id><published>2004-06-24T11:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-25T08:28:02.450Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now here's a cunning wheeze......I could actually post something on my blog. That would be a novel idea, eh what readers?My digital 8-track studio thingummyagig turned up the other day. It's a serious piece of kit, It has all these built-in effects, guitar effects, vocal effects, amp simulators, etc. I've not even tried recording with it yet, I've just been playing the guitar through it and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108807757330259308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108807757330259308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108807757330259308' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-108774452177449740</id><published>2004-06-20T15:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-20T15:15:21.773Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry, can't write. Busy with "The Project"!Squeak soon!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108774452177449740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108774452177449740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108774452177449740' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2624762.post-108763879653002786</id><published>2004-06-19T09:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-19T09:56:55.100Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know, I know, I know(Hey, wasn't that an Abba song? If not, then it should have been). I know, I've not been posting much. I can't explain how TIRED I've been feeling recently. It's unreal. And three times recently I've started nodding off in telephone conference meetings with the office in the USA - it happened again yesterday. Was it coincidence that I'd just been drinking camomile, honey and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108763879653002786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2624762/posts/default/108763879653002786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gina-snowdoll.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108763879653002786' title=''/><author><name>Gina Snowdoll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07509941397236728514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.ginasnowdoll.com/gina/gina_mucha_crop.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
