<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515119388922723799.post927746633239684481..comments</id><updated>2010-03-02T21:15:21.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on BIJOU LIVING: First Date Do's and Don'ts</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.bijouliving.com/feeds/927746633239684481/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6515119388922723799/927746633239684481/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bijouliving.com/2010/03/first-date.html'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14762103789806906051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515119388922723799.post-8395380699727578956</id><published>2010-03-02T21:15:21.711-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:15:21.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?!

As much as I have panic attacks over dat...</title><content type='html'>Really?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I have panic attacks over dates I feel somewhat saddened by this news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the cheeseballs and their pick up lines? Do these no longer exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This non-verbal communication of interest reminds me of bathroom graffiti I used to read at the Starfish Room. Could bathroom stall graffiti possibly be one of the first forms of social networking? After all, by going to the same club we&amp;#39;re in the same &amp;#39;social network&amp;#39;. &amp;#39;Hey Paul, I got your info from a stall at the Starfish. It said I was to call you for a (insert noun here).&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, I&amp;#39;d be forever dateless as I don&amp;#39;t have a cell phone and have never texted in my life. Passenger pigeons on the other hand...</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6515119388922723799/927746633239684481/comments/default/8395380699727578956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6515119388922723799/927746633239684481/comments/default/8395380699727578956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bijouliving.com/2010/03/first-date.html?showComment=1267593321711#c8395380699727578956' title=''/><author><name>bijou living</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14762103789806906051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10808625333721789707'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.bijouliving.com/2010/03/first-date.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515119388922723799.post-927746633239684481' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6515119388922723799/posts/default/927746633239684481' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515119388922723799.post-6911475237690398241</id><published>2010-03-02T20:53:46.036-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T20:53:46.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great and to the point tips, I like this simple fo...</title><content type='html'>Great and to the point tips, I like this simple format. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I feel like the date, at least in my age group, is completely passe. People prefer using non-verbal communication aka social media and texting to convey their interest. If only real dating came back in fashion....</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6515119388922723799/927746633239684481/comments/default/6911475237690398241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6515119388922723799/927746633239684481/comments/default/6911475237690398241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bijouliving.com/2010/03/first-date.html?showComment=1267592026036#c6911475237690398241' title=''/><author><name>Maddie B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14397000567954605050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.bijouliving.com/2010/03/first-date.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515119388922723799.post-927746633239684481' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6515119388922723799/posts/default/927746633239684481' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515119388922723799.post-853020845943414105</id><published>2010-03-01T18:39:20.131-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T18:39:20.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I haven't heard that one before - even in my days ...</title><content type='html'>I haven&amp;#39;t heard that one before - even in my days living in the Australian village of Whistler British Columbia (there are a lot of Aussies there). I wonder if Grouse is therefore a popular mountain with Aussies? BTW the mountain&amp;#39;s not that &amp;#39;bitchin&amp;#39;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6515119388922723799/927746633239684481/comments/default/853020845943414105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6515119388922723799/927746633239684481/comments/default/853020845943414105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bijouliving.com/2010/03/first-date.html?showComment=1267497560131#c853020845943414105' title=''/><author><name>bijou living</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14762103789806906051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10808625333721789707'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.bijouliving.com/2010/03/first-date.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515119388922723799.post-927746633239684481' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6515119388922723799/posts/default/927746633239684481' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515119388922723799.post-1971421013475428159</id><published>2010-03-01T14:07:41.730-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T14:07:41.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I doubt (or rather, hope!) the word was never used...</title><content type='html'>I doubt (or rather, hope!) the word was never used in the same context outside of Melbourne but people used to say &amp;#39;grouse&amp;#39; as in &amp;#39;awesome&amp;#39; - &amp;#39;grouse mountain chair lift, mate!&amp;#39; ;)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6515119388922723799/927746633239684481/comments/default/1971421013475428159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6515119388922723799/927746633239684481/comments/default/1971421013475428159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.bijouliving.com/2010/03/first-date.html?showComment=1267481261730#c1971421013475428159' title=''/><author><name>harbourmaster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14953637513851499496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07749205287608995510'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.bijouliving.com/2010/03/first-date.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515119388922723799.post-927746633239684481' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6515119388922723799/posts/default/927746633239684481' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>