<?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-6261430</id><updated>2011-07-15T22:55:02.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bitching Post</title><subtitle type='html'>Advice for the lovelorn and the otherwise confused.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitchingpost.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingpost.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Susie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6261430.post-113789202139351985</id><published>2006-01-21T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T17:56:30.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Bitch,I'm a divorced woman, 42, and I have a friend who I think might be interested in being more than friends. The problem is, I don't know for sure and I'm afraid if I say something and he isn't interested, it'll be weird and there goes the friendship! I really like him as a person and it seems to me we have mutual respect.Is there any way of knowing for sure that he's interested without </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/113789202139351985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/113789202139351985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingpost.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113789202139351985' title=''/><author><name>Susie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6261430.post-113181576735543205</id><published>2005-11-12T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T09:16:07.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Bitch,I'm sure my daughter is bi-polar. She had a very troubled adolescence, seemed to calm down when she got married but got worse again after she had a baby - my grandson, who I adore. She flies into sudden rages all the time and while I don't believe she'd hurt the baby physically, it can't be good for him to grow up around that.She and her husband are in counseling, but she refuses to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/113181576735543205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/113181576735543205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingpost.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113181576735543205' title=''/><author><name>Susie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6261430.post-113181018998687818</id><published>2005-10-10T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T08:56:44.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Bitch,I was involved with this married guy for three years until I finally "got" what a lying creep he is, and that any future with him would only end up with me being the next one cheated on. I recently found out from a friend that right after I dumped him, he finally moved out, got divorced and remarried a much younger woman six months later. My friend says the new Mrs. believes that his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/113181018998687818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/113181018998687818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingpost.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113181018998687818' title=''/><author><name>Susie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6261430.post-107544326980424235</id><published>2004-01-29T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T10:23:05.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KOYAANISQATSIDear Bitch, I am the sister in the "Sad for Sis" letter. I think you missed the most important sentence written in her letter to you.When she said my friend had told me in so many words that she was "not interested in doing anything that does not involve her children," she was not paraphrasing my comments. Nor was I paraphrasing my friend when I said this. This Saturday night </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107544326980424235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107544326980424235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingpost.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107544326980424235' title=''/><author><name>Susie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6261430.post-107480444848114999</id><published>2004-01-22T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T12:54:34.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HEY KIDS, LET'S PUT ON A SHOW!Dear Bitch,Not that I want to be in competition with you, but how did you start your blog?  I want to start a blog.  Where does one blog?  Does blogging cost much?I want to force my opinions- er, share my views with unknown others.  Do the stars bode well for this adventure?  Do you think anyone other than my sister will read it?  I have opinions galore and I make</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107480444848114999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107480444848114999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingpost.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107480444848114999' title=''/><author><name>Susie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6261430.post-107366747284978545</id><published>2004-01-09T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T12:50:40.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MOTHERHOOD VS. ADULTHOODDear Bitch, My favorite sister (I've got three) has this horrible problem.  Her oldest friend (they’re both over 35 and friends since early grade school) is now married, with two children, and a stay-at-home Mom.  My sister is a lifelong single, no ankle-biters, and has a high-stress job as a project manager at the corporate office of a national entertainment chain.  The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107366747284978545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107366747284978545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingpost.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107366747284978545' title=''/><author><name>Susie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6261430.post-107357180823314266</id><published>2004-01-08T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T06:23:48.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Bitch,The drug companies claim they are just looking out for people’s health by trying to keep unsafe medicines from being brought into this country from other countries.  The big question for the drug companies is: Why is a drug, sold in Canada and costing less, somehow dangerous but the same drug made by the same company and bought in the US is OK?  Are they trying to tell us that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107357180823314266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107357180823314266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingpost.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107357180823314266' title=''/><author><name>Susie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6261430.post-107342126402359807</id><published>2004-01-06T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T06:13:26.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh Bitchy One, I was checking out Google News as a result of a link on your site.  I skimmed over an item that leads to this inquiry.  Why, oh why, oh why why why are people so interested in twits like Britney and her marital status, and BenLo and their marital status and the Simple Life simpletons and their mental status? Do people really go for this crap?  I know some of my pursuits can be</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107342126402359807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107342126402359807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingpost.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107342126402359807' title=''/><author><name>Susie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6261430.post-107326158791235349</id><published>2004-01-04T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T05:56:14.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Bitch,I am a progressive guy in a state run almost entirely by far-right nut cases.  I'm talking about Alaska, where the Republican party makes the Taliban look downright liberal.  I work in government and it's sometimes hard to hold my tongue. I spent six months unemployed in 2003 because I am a Democrat.  Now, I work for the only mildly progressive government body in the state. I have to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107326158791235349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107326158791235349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingpost.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107326158791235349' title=''/><author><name>Susie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6261430.post-107315205047757110</id><published>2004-01-03T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T12:00:57.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Bitch,I decided when I started blogging, I would not blogroll promiscuously. Like Pulitzers, they would cover the great and the merely well-done+original, but not everything. And certainly not anything that was merely a set of links to other blogs with almost no original commentary (what I call A Fluster Cluck). So I have but nine links, and two are dedicated to people who are very bright </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107315205047757110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107315205047757110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingpost.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107315205047757110' title=''/><author><name>Susie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6261430.post-107306226819343949</id><published>2004-01-02T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T12:24:27.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Bitch,If you run across a blog written by someone you know, and you start reading it regularly, are you expected to inform the writer that you're doing so?WonderingDear Wondering,There are people who will think this is a stupid question. Most of those people would probably be men, who tend to think in a rather linear manner and would impatiently respond, "What the hell are you talking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107306226819343949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107306226819343949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingpost.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107306226819343949' title=''/><author><name>Susie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6261430.post-107282060006015051</id><published>2003-12-30T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T20:50:27.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Bitch,How about some advice on how those who are lucky to still be employed should deal with those recently unemployed, especially around the holiday seasons, or any time for that matter, I guess.Do we still wish them "Happy holidays"?  Offer employment assistance?  Tell them to deal with it and get off their butts and get another job?  Commiserate with them and offer to off the offending</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107282060006015051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107282060006015051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingpost.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107282060006015051' title=''/><author><name>Susie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6261430.post-107281048812315289</id><published>2003-12-30T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T20:53:58.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Bitch,You said, "Send your bizarre questions."  Here's one that's totally off from your usual topics.  You may need your panel of experts to help.  I have a complete and utter hatred of snow.  Can you tell me if we could force storms away from the city if everyone simultaneously opened the front doors of their homes and let warm air out of their houses at the same time?  This seems like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107281048812315289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107281048812315289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingpost.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107281048812315289' title=''/><author><name>Susie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6261430.post-107280268279588213</id><published>2003-12-30T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T07:44:18.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Bitch,Sometimes it seems like every other progressive or liberal blog I read is mired in depression.  I don't mean pessimism or even anger or whatever else the loony right-wingnuts accuse you of being whenever you don't agree with them - I mean a just plain "tired of it all, someone make it stop, I can't deal with how awful things have gotten" wrist-slitting-level funk.What can you say to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107280268279588213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107280268279588213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingpost.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107280268279588213' title=''/><author><name>Susie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6261430.post-107279656298851270</id><published>2003-12-30T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T07:03:22.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There must be some logistical reason why I haven't gotten any letters, because I know my readers aren't all so shy. So here's a hint: to write me, click on the link that says "madrak at ospolitics.org" in the upper right-hand column. It's that simple.Your personal information will be confidential - the only thing that will be printed is your letter. (If you have an astrological question, please</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107279656298851270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107279656298851270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingpost.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107279656298851270' title=''/><author><name>Susie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6261430.post-107274171901199652</id><published>2003-12-29T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T17:18:29.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Welcome to The Bitching Post, my new blog. People, even total strangers, often seek my advice. I don't know why. My friend P. has a theory: She says I'm pretty much unshockable, and thus able to empathize with everyone, no matter how twisted, psychotic or unstable they are. Even Republicans.My friend L. says I have "an overactive compassion chakra." (Hey, it's all relative.)  But I so love </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107274171901199652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6261430/posts/default/107274171901199652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitchingpost.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107274171901199652' title=''/><author><name>Susie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
