<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 11 Jan 2007 12:59:41 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>MyGreekLife</title><description></description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/index.html</link><managingEditor>Zeus</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-3389209259814558765</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Jan 2007 12:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-11T06:59:41.344-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>ski</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Greek</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>college</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>snowboard</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>blizzard</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>eldora</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>New Year's Eve</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>snow</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>boulder</category><title>Winter Lovin'</title><description>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/72/216548656_97db21bb14_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blizzard, blizzard, blizzard!! Yeah that’s right it’s a friggin’ blizzard here. I went skiing on Thursday because it snowed at least two feet the night before. It was quite an ordeal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Wednesday night I barely got home, the snow was so bad I had to just leave my car on the street and walk to my place. Thursday morning I woke up and dug out my car and started cruisin’ the major streets that had already been plowed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

On my little snow drive I decided to pick up someone special to me, Cheryl. She is the beautiful woman I met in the last post on here. We had met on the night before Thanksgiving in our hometown. Fortunately we both attend CU.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

After we did some smoochie, smoochie, I suggest we go for a little ride in the vehicle. Cheryl is all about it and we start up Canyon Boulevard. The roads aren’t bad here (well not so bad that you can’t drive on them) and I continue until we are in Nederland.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

When you are in Nederland, and it’s snowing, you’ve got to check out the ski resort. So we cruised up to Eldora and it looked gorgeous. I went to my locker, threw on my gear and was ready to hit the slopes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Cheryl had never tried boarding so I got her an all inclusive package that included a half-day lesson with all the equipment. She loved it and when I met her after the lesson she was already flying down blue runs. I think my girlfriend could have a little immortal in her. Even this god didn’t try many blues until his second day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

All in all it was a day to die for and a rare sight to see and especially ski. I drove Cheryl back to her place and met up with the boys for a night cap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Peace!! -D-Nys&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2007/01/winter-lovin.html</link><author>dionysus@mygreeklife.com (Dionysus)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-4085277206967890432</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Jan 2007 01:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-03T18:44:29.103-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Zeus</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>2007</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sorority</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>New Year's Eve</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Hera</category><title>New Year's Bash Anxiety</title><description>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/69/216550497_ce47854a6c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/69/216550497_ce47854a6c_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey friends, Hera here. New Year’s Eve is one of those so-called “holidays” that I can’t help but LOVE … to hate. Then love again. Let me explain. First off, I’m still getting used to having the “new year” fall on the same date every year and not according to the stars like we did it when I was a little girl in Ancient Greece.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Anyway. New Year’s Eve always happens the same way.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Step One. Everyone gets super excited about a month in advance. They make lavish plans for the latest hot-spot, buy sparkly little dresses and plan their midnight’s kiss.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Step Two. Tickets to said “latest hot-spot” are either sold out or $120. Any other ideas?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Step Three. The New Year’s Eve group (which getting smaller and smaller as the weeks go on) settles for a cheaper, less ritzy place to celebrate, and is still, somehow, pretty excited about it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Step Four. The night (finally) actually rolls around and guess what. It’s either snowing, raining, sleeting or a combination of the three. Do we still want to wear our sparkly little dresses? After much pouting we decide, sure we do! Duh … it’s New Year’s Eve!!! Who cares if it’s -30 degrees outside?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Step Five. After pouring 8 people into a cab and arriving at the celebration destination, you all stand around lookin’ pretty and waiting 50 minutes to get a drink with your all-inclusive wristband. Maybe this wasn’t worth all the hype and dressing up, after all … it’s pretty much like any other night.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Step Six. The crowd is screaming a midnight countdown, champagne is bubbling and all of a sudden, Zeus comes barreling out of the crowd (hey, where has he been all night?) puts his arms around me and gives me the first kiss of the New Year. Sigh. So this is why we go through all the trouble.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;That’s why I have to remind myself, when New Year’s Eve is feeling very overrated, that it will all be worth it in the end. After all, it’s the ONLY night of the year that Zeus feels he can be affectionate in public – I’m not going to pass that up! Party like it’s 2007!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Be safe, everyone.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2007/01/hey-friends-hera-here.html</link><author>Hera</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-983358971729988579</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Dec 2006 14:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-27T08:45:37.474-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Greek</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Zeus</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Dionysus</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sorority</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>New Years</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Holidays</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Hera</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Fraternity</category><title>Not doing anything for the new year?</title><description>&lt;img style="border: 3px solid rgb(189, 212, 235); float: left; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/81/213372402_97730de51c_m.jpg" /&gt;          &lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;p&gt;I will tell you, after two  thousand years of New Years, the scene starts to get a bit old. I have  done the Vegas, Rome, Greece (both of these last two are pretty obvious),  New York, Rio, Omaha (our car broke down), Paris, Amsterdam, Shanghai  etc. thing. What I guess I am trying to say is it is time for a change.  This year I am staying home!!!!! I am soooo sick of those cheesy noise  makers, hats, and the always-annoying, not-drunk-but- just-enjoying-himself-too-much  guy. (Between you and me, the super cheesy guy is usually Dionysus …  it is his time of year and everything) It is probably better that I  stay home for my mental health anyway. Every year I go out, Hera is  all concerned with who is going to be there. What other gods and all  (Us Pagans know how to do it right you know). Inevitably it hurts more  than not because she has to get a new dress which costs money (the coffers  aren’t as full as they used to be) and she always gets upset when  I disappear with my friends. What is the big deal if you want to celebrate  the New Year in every time zone on Earth? Anyway, sorry Hera, I am just  staying home this year. Go out and have fun without me. No worries.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;p&gt;(Dionysus you reading this)  Ok, I think I fooled Hera. She doesn’t have a clue. Let’s meet in  Tokyo first at 11pm next to the Hot Soup stand where you did that samurai  impression then we can do the party/time zone hopping thing. I love  this time of year!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/12/not-doing-anything-for-new-year.html</link><author>Zeus</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-116526496308480491</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Dec 2006 20:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-04T14:44:06.073-06:00</atom:updated><title>'Tis the Season!</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom:6px" src=" http://static.flickr.com/69/216550497_ce47854a6c_m.jpg"/&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Hi, friends! Hera here! Well, it’s that time of year again. Christmas trees are decorated, cheeks are rosy and snow is glistening on the ground. Spirits are up, bells are ringing and fires are crackling. My nose is running, my head is aching and my lungs feel like they’re full of eggnog. That’s right; ‘tis the season to be sick.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It’s so frustrating that I can’t ever get sick, say, at the end of February, when there’s nothing else going on. The weather is still cold and gloomy, but everything fun is over. Christmas, New Year’s and (my personal favorite) Valentine’s Day have come and gone. By this time, being sick feels like a chance to curl up under a blanket and complain – but you don’t really mind cozying up, watching TV and sleeping all day, because you aren’t missing out on anything else.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Last Wednesday, however, when I woke up with clammy hands, cold sweat dripping down my forehead and the bedroom swimming in front of my eyes, I panicked. My immune system must realize that this is the WORST POSSIBLE TIME to shut down, right? Apparently not. Apparently, my immune system doesn’t give a single roasted chestnut about my plans for the next month.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I didn’t want to take my much-anticipated ski trip while doped up on Triaminic. I don’t want to sleep through my finals next week. I don’t want to Christmas shop and feel like I’m going to keel over from the hustle and bustle. I don’t want to go to my sorority formal with a red, raw Rudolph nose and bags under my eyes. I don’t want to hold back on Christmas brunch because there’s a snowball fight in my tummy.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;But all these things will probably happen, just like they have before, because this time of year gives absolutely no room for rest or recuperation. You just have to battle through, faking the holiday jollies, because you don’t want to miss out on any of the seasonal activities. This, come to think of it, is probably why we stay sick… &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Oh well! A headache and 102 degree fever can’t stop me from shakin’ my jingle bells all December! However, please don’t take my attitude as advice. I’m immortal, after all. What’s the worst that could happen?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/12/tis-season.html</link><author>Hera</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-116482871636607176</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Nov 2006 19:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-29T19:51:05.996-06:00</atom:updated><title>The semester is almost over</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px;margin-bottom:6px"src="http://static.flickr.com/81/213372402_97730de51c_m.jpg"/&gt;
&lt;p&gt; Yes, Yes, Yes. The semester is almost over and then I have a month of gelling (FYI, not the gelling seen most frequently on those really dumb shoe thingy commercial). This last month has been hell on me (damn you,, Hades). After finishing up midterms by the skin of my teeth I was assigned paper after paper after paper. I felt like I was in the ring with Mike Tyson and not during the good years when he would knock people out in 60 seconds or less, but in the bad years when he became cannibal. (On a side note, I am still not sure what was up with that.) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, back to my jelling. I am planning to go back to Greece for the holidays and just kick back watch some TV, play some WOW and think about nothing. Well, that is what I was thinking until Hera started talking about all the museums we should see while we are back home, and we really should go see her family for a day or two… oh, and did I mention there is going to be a really big sale where we can pick you out some really nice clothes? To make a long story short, I don’t think I am really going to get that much Zeus-time. You would think a Greek God’s life would be pretty easy - smiting this guy, hanging out with that girl, giving your mortal-born son unachievable quests to accomplish …  Nope. What it ends up being is museums, sales and families for the holidays, just like everyone else. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/11/semester-is-almost-over.html</link><author>Zeus</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-116484262656741102</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Nov 2006 23:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-29T17:23:46.570-06:00</atom:updated><title>Thanksgiving Joy!!</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom:6px" src="http://static.flickr.com/72/216548656_97db21bb14_m.jpg"/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey everyone, I hope the holidays were as good for you as they were for me.  I went home and the night before Thanksgiving a bunch of high school buddies wanted to show up at this club in town.  I’m thinking “sounds like a good idea.”  So we pile into my friend’s tiny car and get there around eight, which is early for any city.  We fill the goblets and then head to a table that is close to the dance floor and the band.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Around ten o’clock, the place is PACKED!!  You couldn’t find an inch of tile on the dance floor, and yes, all kinds of hotties.  Now normally, I would start a repetitive pattern of getting to know someone, and if one of us isn’t interested just go on and meet another lady.  But tonight, my friends, tonight is different.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As soon as she walked in the door I couldn’t help but notice.  Her hair was like a flag to the ship of Dionysus.  It caught my eye and I kept steering her direction.  While she was waiting for her beverage I noticed she was tall - nice!  She and her friends hopped right on the dance floor and my friends and I sat in shock at our table.  Each one of my buddies was placing a swift elbow into the ribs of the guy next to him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a short display that must rival monkeys in a jungle, I rose from my position.  Every eye at the table was upon me.  I looked over at the bar, then the dance floor, and then I realized, I have to use the restroom.  I walk in and the entire time my focus is upon what is my ice-breaker.  What one line will I use to get her interested enough to hang out for a bit?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I finish drying my hands and hit the doorway.  I turn the corner and SLAM! I knock her over as she is headed for the ladies room.  I can feel my face turn beet red, and at the same time my throat starts closing.  I’m staring at her beautiful face but it’s four feet below me.  Grasping for words, all I can do is lend her my hand.  She accepts and hops up on her feet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Thanks.” she says.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Sorry about that.” I reply.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“It was my fault.” She looks away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Definitely my fault, meet me at the bar in 5 minutes and the next drink is on me.”  I did it!!  I spoke!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I head straight to the bar and grab a seat.  My buddies haven’t noticed since they are fixated on the dance floor.  She stops by and I order our goblets filled.  I turn around in time to notice another round of elbows at the table with my friends.  We introduce ourselves and head straight to the dance floor.  My moves were effortless yet calculated. Her everything was everything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The entire night passed and we had barely made small talk.  My friends were ready to go and hers were already in the car.  She frantically scribbles her number on the back of my hand and then hops in as her ride is departing.  Glancing down I notice the number on my hand is a 970 area code.  Could this be?  I’ve met a Colorado girl!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be continued…..&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/11/thanksgiving-joy_29.html</link><author>Dionysus</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-116225659431398010</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Oct 2006 01:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-02T12:56:13.620-06:00</atom:updated><title>gold, silver, paper... and Playstation??</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom:6px" src=" http://static.flickr.com/69/216550497_ce47854a6c_m.jpg"/&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So, my 4-year anniversary with Zeus was on Saturday. As proud as I am of the love that we’ve built (and torn down, and built again, and torn back down, and re-built… you get the idea), anniversaries still freak me out. For guys, it’s easy (at least it SHOULD be). Get us some flowers and a sappy card, some jewelry if it’s been awhile, and take us to dinner. Piece of cake! &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;But for us girls, it’s so much more difficult! You have to draw the fine line between something sentimental, something cool and something functional. We can’t get them, like… cufflinks or anything. Boring. And a scrapbook of the relationship can work if it’s done tastefully and only once. You know all they want are video games and stuff… fine for birthdays, but shouldn’t an anniversary have at least a touch of class? So I tend to compromise.&lt;/p&gt; 

&lt;p&gt;This year, I got Zeus a monogrammed silver money clip (cool, usable, but still slightly sentimental) and Seasons 1 &amp; 2 of The Office. Hey, I’ve gotta keep up my super-goddess reputation somehow, right? Just giving the boy what he wants! And what did he get me? The most gorgeous bouquet of flowers I have EVER seen.  Maybe a cop-out, but you can never go wrong with flowers!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; And don’t forget…we are immortal…and so are our plants- these babies are never going to wilt! &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/10/gold-silver-paper-and-playstation.html</link><author>Hera</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-116208668451543637</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Oct 2006 01:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-28T20:51:53.543-05:00</atom:updated><title>Road Trip</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px;margin-bottom:6px"src="http://static.flickr.com/81/213372402_97730de51c_m.jpg"/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey All. This last week I went on a trip to the Midwest visiting such renowned areas as Kansas City, KS and MO, Saint Louis, MO, Indianapolis, IN, Columbus, OH, and Oxford, OH. Now you might be asking, why Zeus would you visit such end destination points in the United States all at once? Well to be honest. Hera was driving me crazy (LOL, JK baby). Really, I love the Midwest during the fall. There is nothing like the array of fall colors on the trees, the changing of the season, and oh… did I mention the Colts vs. Redskins game. AAAAHHHHHH you actually thought I was sensitive for a second. Anyway, the game was great!!!!! I love it any time the Redskins lose, especially when it is to the Colts - who are having a great season this year BTW.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few days before the game, I cruised down to Oxford, OH just to check it out and it was really cool. Basically, it is a college town of 17,000 students and 20,000 locals. Oh, and the college is over 150 years old. The thing I liked the most were the signs on all of students’ houses. The Majority of the students put large signs on their houses effectively naming their houses. Some of the names were Wine Down, Absolute Angles (LOL, get it absolute), Slow Idaho, and a ton of more vulgar ones which I will fail to mention in this blog. Anyway, this signs serve as landmarks instead of going to Mike’s house you would go to the T.C.P. house and thus navigate based on the signs. Apparently, the largest political concern that the town is currently facing is the amount of Drinking Games being played in the front yards of these houses. What a world where your biggest concern is a few drinking games and students stumbling home.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/10/road-trip.html</link><author>Zeus</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-116168601785858523</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Oct 2006 10:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-24T05:34:00.223-05:00</atom:updated><title>Politics and Pamphlets…</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom:6px" src="http://static.flickr.com/72/216548656_97db21bb14_m.jpg"/&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I walk to class in the afternoon there is something sticking to the sidewalks on campus.  No, it’s not the gum that some girl spit out from lack of flavor.  It’s the people that are trying to get my vote.  Yes, they wave fliers and pamphlets.  They shove them towards me as I am trying to cruise by and talk to my buddies before class.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The problem here doesn’t lie with politics.  If you are interested in that particular issue, you should stop to discover some facts.  On the other hand, if you are just chillin’ trying to get some ear time with the girl you just met on the way out of class, the last thing you are looking for is a butt-inski.  The next thing that happens is they blab about a really sensitive issue.  I don’t have to tell you that the first time you meet someone, isn’t the time to elaborate on the inner workings of the old gray matter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enough of my rant though.  I’m here to offer some methods to have these pamphlet pushers step aside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Method 1:  The Cell Phone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Approach:  Anytime you enter a large common area, automatically pull out your cell phone out and pretend to have a conversation while quickly walking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Result:  Use this method with caution.  The trick to having this work is always walking, if you stand still they will wait for you to get off the phone then approach you.  Although you are not able to stay in the common area this is a great one for passing through.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Method 2:  No Napkins&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Approach:  So you’re at a common eating area and there are some people circulating with political info.  Before you sit down with your meal don’t forget to forget the napkins.  This method works best with messy sandwiches.  It is effective with spaghetti, but more effective without silverware.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Result:  As the person approaches, don’t forget to make eye contact and smile big.  It is important to not drop you food until the person is standing next to you.  Then smile, say “Nice to meet you,” and extend that sticky paw.  Don’t forget guys…no wiping on pants.  When the person refuses to shake you hand, act very offended and ask them to leave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Method 3:  Skipping&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Approach:  This method is particularly effective in many different environments.  When you sense you are in a political battleground, start skipping uncontrollably.  Whether or not you decide to hum or sing loudly is up to you.  If you decide to sing, I hear that Ears Hang Low song is popular again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Result:  I must admit that this method works best for men.  When was the last time you saw a grown man skipping for a long period of time.  The women should be just as successful using this.  It goes back to the first method.  If you don’t stay still they can’t catch you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Best of luck on all of your fall endeavors, Dionysus.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/10/politics-and-pamphlets_24.html</link><author>Dionysus</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-116077248555836880</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Oct 2006 20:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-13T22:51:41.090-05:00</atom:updated><title>Some things never change</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px;margin-bottom:6px"src="http://static.flickr.com/81/213372402_97730de51c_m.jpg"/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok is it really that difficult????? Is it really that hard???? What I am talking about is a topic that I have had to deal with my entire immortal life and that is obviously BAD DRIVING.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Even back in ancient Greece chariots drivers didn’t get that you are supposed to pass on the left not just sit there going the exact same speed as the other chariot next to you, while the person behind you goes insane. At least back in those hay days you could yell at a person and they could actually hear you. Now-a-days, all you have is this horn thingy that is about as useful as Chihuahua barking. Oh, and if you are really daring you can flash your lights. That really gets them moving!!!! Not really, but I wish it did. There is nothing like a trip taking about 3 times as long as it should because someone is carelessly driving along listening to their classical music in the left lane. AAHHHHH it is so frustrating. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, I think I might be better now. I just really needed to vent. As for the site, it is really coming along. You should see the features!!!!! They will blow your mind. That is all I can say for now, otherwise you will just have to wait and see! Sorry, but part of being a God is being cruel.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/10/some-things-never-change.html</link><author>Zeus</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-115990043595187232</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Oct 2006 18:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-13T20:33:34.496-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Fashion Paradox</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(189,212,235) 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(189,212,235) 3px solid; FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 6px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(189,212,235) 3px solid; MARGIN-RIGHT: 6px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(189,212,235) 3px solid" src="http://static.flickr.com/88/216548645_742eb3def7_m.jpg" /&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;Hello all. As I mentioned in my previous post, I was spending a bit more time inside the house because of my academic schedule getting more and more packed as the semester is going by – oh, in passing, to answer Zeus’ last comment, I agree that being the scholarship chair might be a solution to my laziness, and of course that I would have been elected, no wonder, (right?) but mmh I don’t think I am going to run, for I think this position wouldn’t really fit my image. Oh well, we’ll see.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;Anyway, even indoors, I had to find a way to make me procrastinate. It’s then that I started to pick up and have a closer look at all those fashion magazines spread all over the house, you know, the kind of ones all other girls read, like Vogue, Cosmo, Glamour, Elle, etc. For some reasons, I began to take seriously everything mentioned in those magazines. It’s getting ridiculous, but I have to admit that those guys are doing a pretty good job nowadays at catching our eyes. I mean, look at the some of these ads by Vuitton, Gucci, Armani… you know the big names, most of the shots are pretty breathtaking. They even make ME feel bad about myself and my clothes, and I’m supposed to be the goddess of beauty, the embodiment of physical perfection. Tsk tsk… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;On the other hand, they didn’t make me feel bad about spending hundreds and hundreds on beauty products and apparel. The funny thing is, no matter how hard we try, no matter how much we spend, most of us still aren’t becoming even close to the image projected by those magazines. And we all realize it, we all know that it’s just very good marketing, and that all the pictures have been edited, but we still all abide by the rules set out by those medias.  I would so love to save money but be hip at the same time. All girls do. I’ve consulted with many of my sisters about this frustrating paradox, but it’d be even better if we could all exchange tricks and opinions with all the sorority girls of the nation, or, I don’t know, compare ourselves... Ooh I just can’t wait till MyGreekLife finally comes out. Just imagine the endless possibilities! It would certainly help with so many of my problems.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/10/fashion-paradox.html</link><author>Aphrodite</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-116076651387605175</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Oct 2006 19:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-13T14:08:33.890-05:00</atom:updated><title>Decisions, Decisions...</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom:6px" src=" http://static.flickr.com/69/216550497_ce47854a6c_m.jpg"/&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Hey all, Hera here! It’s almost time for one of my favorite holidays! Now, don’t get me wrong. When it comes to family time, nothing beats Christmas. But when it comes to an all-out college party holiday, New Year’s has got nothin’. Welcome to the Halloween season! It’s the perfect time for TPing neighbor’s houses, carving pumpkins, going Haunted Housing, watching the leaves fall, and wearing comfy sweatshirts out at night.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But the most fun aspect of Halloween comes with one of the biggest stresses- what should my costume be?? Now, it’s an easier matter for guys. Come up with a funny pop culture character and dress like him to the tee. Something a little unexpected…some of the best I saw last year around this time were Steve Zissou, Dog the Bounty Hunter, and the BK King. Rock on, guys.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Us ladies have a bigger issue on our hands. Every year, it’s a battle between dressing up in a manner similar to the boys- for example, last year; I was Harry Potter, complete with a large, stuffed, ride-on dragon. Everyone loved it, and I was super comfortable and warm all night. But the year before that, I was a sexy Indian. Low-cut, short… and everyone really LOVED that, if you know what I mean. You know the saying- Halloween is the one night a year where girls have an excuse to show what they got.&lt;p/&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now, I usually tend to gravitate towards the boy-type costume. I want to be comfortable, and I want everyone to comment on how fun and original it is. But when I’m dressed as Harry Potter riding a dragon then standing next to all my sorority sisters and little Miss Aphrodite wearing basically nothing but their underwear, I really feel like an ugly duckling. Sigh… but hey, when this is the toughest decision of my fall, life must be pretty good, right?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/10/decisions-decisions.html</link><author>Hera</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-116032854970339504</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Oct 2006 17:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-10T22:17:00.893-05:00</atom:updated><title>A Dusting.......</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom:6px" src="http://static.flickr.com/72/216548656_97db21bb14_m.jpg"/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey guys, what’s up? D-Nys here… so, the weather is starting to cool down…when you look to the mountains, you still see green- but something else is hiding.  When you look closer in the high country something is starting to accumulate.  Snow. Sweet! I’ve started paying attention to the resort websites, and they say ‘a dusting covers the ground’ but I say it’s a base to another wonderful season.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Down here in Boulder the wind is starting to whip through town and attached is the beginning of winter.  You can feel the warm and cool swirls being replaced by cold weather. The only downside I see to winter is the miniskirts and flip flops being replaced by sweaters and Uggs… but you gotta take the bad to get the good! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you spent any time in Colorado last year during the winter you would know that it was one of the best in at least a decade. Some of the best boarding I’ve ever done happened last season.  Snow was coming down all over the place.  There were very few days when I showed up to the slopes and new powder wasn’t laid down like a perfect blanket.  That’s right, plenty of powder accounts for smooth riding.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That being said, I still fear that this season will have minimal snow.  Last year was so good that this year is bound to disappoint to some extent. Last year I was all over the state snowboarding.  Hitting Winter Park with a season pass, I went to Telluride for winter break, and supplemented with trips to Breckenridge and Eldora. Not that I won’t  have  killer winter either way- rough conditions can only improve my mad skills.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This year my season pass is at Eldora.  It is a smaller resort in the town of Nederland but is very close to Boulder.  That means closer boarding and minimal traffic on the way up.  I am also purchasing a five day pass to Steamboat which is famous for world class powder.  I will also pick up a four pass to Copper Mountain.  It is off of I-70 and gets a ton of snow.  So if you want to board like a God you need to take my advice and hit the slopes in these areas.  ‘Til next week….D-Nys out!!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/10/dusting.html</link><author>Dionysus</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-115965389381549089</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Sep 2006 22:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-30T17:13:02.046-05:00</atom:updated><title>You Tube!!!!!</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px;margin-bottom:6px"src="http://static.flickr.com/81/213372402_97730de51c_m.jpg"/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, so now we are well into football season, school has become habitual, and well, lets face it… if the weather hasn’t already started turning for the worst where you live, then it will soon (southern California excluded).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So what should I talk about this week?  How about we talk about youtube.com?!?! Have you guys seen this site? It is great, other than the cheesy Dane Cook promotion for his movie on the front page. On a side note, his movie could be good, but it has that idiotic Jessica Simpson is in it. Granted she is hot, but the only thing that might be more annoying than her is someone making that screeching noise on a chalkboard. Anyway back to the subject… youtube has a ton of videos on it, from excerpts of The Family Guy to various productions made by Media Arts majors everywhere. &lt;A href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M6ZjMWLqJvM"&gt; The Last Knit &lt;/A&gt;is particularly good. I can’t believe that someone did this almost completely alone! You can rate video clips and share your favorite ones with your friends, etc. Overall this site gets two God thumbs up, way up!!!!!! Youtube, you complete me and you had me at Hello.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/09/you-tube.html</link><author>Zeus</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-115963963611499978</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Sep 2006 18:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-30T13:14:20.943-05:00</atom:updated><title>Some other Favorite Sites</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom:6px" src=" http://static.flickr.com/69/216550497_ce47854a6c_m.jpg"/&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Hi guys! As I sit here procrastinating on my homework (not for too long, of course… I need to get it all done tonight), I think about the websites that steal my attention away from school the most. I’m still waiting for MGL, that’ll be numero uno for sure, but until then, here’s the short list. I used to be a big fan of collegehumor.com (huge fan. Like HOURS) but that was when I was in high school. I sort of lost interest when I actually got to college. I’m loving youtube.com (hilarious). I absolutely adore surfing theknot.com for weddings. I’ll admit it, I check out babynamer.com too… (what? I like to plan ahead)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But the site that I wait around for ALL WEEK is postsecret.blogspot.com. It’s updated at the end of every week with secrets that normal people have sent in through snail mail. Some of the secrets are funny, some are sad, some are full of guilt. This site has made me laugh, cry, think, and sometimes wonder if sending in my own secret on a website would really be as therapeutic as these people say. Hmm…deep.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If y’all haven’t checked this site out, you should. And if anyone has ever sent in a secret, let me know how it made you feel. I promise I won’t try to guess which one was yours!&lt;/p&gt;
Now I guess I really should get back to my homework… catch you all later!</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/09/some-other-favorite-sites.html</link><author>Hera</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-115896209454940022</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Sep 2006 21:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-22T16:54:54.550-05:00</atom:updated><title>Invincible</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom:6px" src="http://static.flickr.com/72/216548656_97db21bb14_m.jpg"/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, so I saw Invincible this weekend.  This movie rocks!!  The best part is that the movie is about football.  The second best part is that Vince Papale is a man’s man.  Thirty years old still running a 4.5 forty and making a professional football team.  You da man Papale!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the movie I was able to inspire myself and about 15 others to start a campus game.  It was intense, two teams, eight players each, one god, and fifteen mortals.  Let’s just say that I cleaned up on that game quick!  Final score, Us 72-Them 7.  I let them score a touchdown because that’s the kind of God I am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me tell you though, the next day in class I was sore.  Vince, I feel ya!  LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’m thinking that tonight I might practice Vince’s other profession instead.  Goblet filling!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Side Note-The snow has begun to fall in the mountains.  It is only a matter of time until the accumulation has us going up for the freshy freshies!!!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/09/invincible.html</link><author>Dionysus</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-115896168695601550</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Sep 2006 21:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-22T16:51:24.913-05:00</atom:updated><title>Getting down to it</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px;margin-bottom:6px"src="http://static.flickr.com/81/213372402_97730de51c_m.jpg"/&gt;&lt;p&gt;
Hey all. This is going to be short and sweet. I am really busy right now between classes and working on MGL (MyGreekLife) all the time. One would think that putting together an online social network for Greeks would be easy! Well, it isn’t. Dionysus is bugging me all the time about it. “When is it going to be up?” “What schools are you launching at?” Etc, Etc. Hera is supportive as always for better or worse. Aphrodite is always yammering on about how she is going to style her profile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, my work goes on and things are getting closer and closer to being complete. I really just want to develop the best system for the Greeks. One that is fun, shows the positive aspects of Greek life, and which is secure for everyone using it. You know that perspective employers check out our online social networks all the time and based on what they see they either hire you or, in most cases, say to themselves, “I am really glad I didn’t hire that kid doing the keg stand!” Regardless, the stuff we (mainly I) are working on at MGL is cool, stylistic, secure, customizable and above all fun. Just wait and see- you will be blown away. K, bye all… back to the programming bit of my life.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/09/getting-down-to-it.html</link><author>Zeus</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-115895332361667218</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Sep 2006 19:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-22T14:36:22.753-05:00</atom:updated><title>Help!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(189,212,235) 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(189,212,235) 3px solid; FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 6px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(189,212,235) 3px solid; MARGIN-RIGHT: 6px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(189,212,235) 3px solid" src="http://static.flickr.com/88/216548645_742eb3def7_m.jpg" /&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;Since the cold weather started to re-appear, my girls and I slowed a bit down on all the outings, partying and other get-togethers. For some reason, these weather changes made us realize that we were in school primarily to learn and get good GPAs… Plus, so many other things were on the agenda as well, like Homecoming for example. So many reasons why everybody in the house is now trying to get caught up on homework and sorority duties. It’s not easy. And the lack of sleep and stress has started to take its toll. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I knew I have never been good at time-management and multitasking, but now I’m really starting to feel handicapped by those lacks. Or maybe I’m not motivated enough, I don’t know. I’ve tried everything though – coffee, tea, energy drinks, vitamins, junk food, and even ambrosia, this kind of food exclusively served in Mt. Olympus – none of those helped in any way! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I however remembered a few days ago about a hint given in my IUL 101 – 1 credit-hour “intro to university life” class I took during freshman year. They advised to study 3 hours per week for a 3 credit-hour class for instance. They also said that, to improve your time management skills, you were supposed to create a timetable displaying all of your daily activities. Once done, you were supposed to realize how bad you were spending your time, how many of those useless activities you could remove, and how much of those little gaps you could fill productively. Up to today, here is the detailed analysis of the time I allocate on homework for a 3 credit-hour class:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;15 minutes looking for assignment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;7 minutes calling a friend for the assignment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;30 minutes complaining on the phone about the teacher and assignment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;40 minutes chitchatting on the phone about random things. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;40 minutes taking a break, checking messages on MyGreekLife and viewing friends’ profiles. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;8 minutes in the bathroom. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;10 minutes getting a snack. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;15 minutes convincing some boyfriend on AIM to come over. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;15 minutes waiting for boyfriend to come do the assignment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hmm… okay there might be some things that I could remove, like getting a snack. All the rest is vital though, I mean, we’re human (and divine) beings, not robots. And I’ve personally never seen anybody fully effectuating those 3 hour-studying per week for 3 hour-credit class.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/09/help.html</link><author>Aphrodite</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-115783858974532418</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Sep 2006 21:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-20T21:39:48.873-05:00</atom:updated><title>Back to the Grind</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom:6px"src="http://static.flickr.com/72/216548656_97db21bb14_m.jpg"/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, back to the daily grind. Still having fun though, I've been re-united with my buds, rolling out of bed on time for class (so far), and back on the scene. Unfortunately, CU didn't kick off the football season with a bang. An early season loss to Montana State has me wondering if we will do well this year. I hope we can at least take the CSU Rams this week in Denver.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone is going tubing down Boulder Creek on Friday. We'll all meet a mile or two up Canyon Boulevard and hop in the creek there, then slowly make our way down to the park right next to Pearl Street. So if you're around, join us. We'll probably end up somewhere on Pearl for a bite to eat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right now I'm watching a Dane Cook special on cable. Dude is friggin' hilarious. Although the reality thing he had wasn't that good. He kind of reminds me of...well, me. So I'm gonna finish this up and do some studying. Til next time, D-Nys…out.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/09/back-to-grind.html</link><author>Dionysus</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-115843519952453909</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Sep 2006 19:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-16T14:34:14.883-05:00</atom:updated><title>Women can't live with'em can't...............</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom:6px" src="http://static.flickr.com/81/213372402_97730de51c_m.jpg"/&gt;&lt;p&gt;AAAHHHHH! Why are they so crazy? Are they really from Venus? I just can’t win. As you have probably guessed, this week’s Blog topic is “Women”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is the real question; did I put women on this earth to drive all of us insane? “Yes” would be the short answer. The long answer is “Well it was really dark back then. I was new at the game and man looked so weird with an extra rib on the right side. (I know. I know, wrong religion but I just couldn’t leave it)”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In all seriousness, Hera is driving me insane. She is always misinterpreting what I say and manipulating my words. For example, we will be arguing about something stupid like why I am bringing another girl to my fraternity’s date dash and I think I am presenting my side of the argument pretty well. The next thing I know she is presenting me like I am Genghis Khan getting ready to invade Tibet and you know how hot of an issue Tibet is right now. Any of you guys think that maybe women have a series of secret meeting in grade school, when we are all playing basketball or something? Entitled ‘How to Drive a Man Insane 101’, ‘Changing the Facts 102’, ‘You Said 6 months Ago… 105’, and ‘You Just Don’t Care 201’.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So here is the real problem. Not that I would ever want to break up with Hera (love ya baby) but if I were to (this is just a hypothetical, darling), all hell would break loose. LITERIALLY!!!!! You guys think the plagues were bad, remember the locusts, frogs, etc., etc. That was Hera. I had mentioned to her that maybe we should see other people and voila, I can’t walk without stepping on a frog.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/09/women-cant-live-withem-cant.html</link><author>Zeus</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-115842039369767732</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Sep 2006 15:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-16T10:34:42.130-05:00</atom:updated><title>Working Girl</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom:6px" src=" http://static.flickr.com/69/216550497_ce47854a6c_m.jpg"/&gt;

&lt;p&gt;OK guys, here’s the deal. The other day, Cronus (a.k.a. Daddy to me) called my cell and dropped a bombshell. “Hera, I think it’s time you stop being so dependant on my immortal wealth.” WHAT??? “Since you choose to spend all your time with those humans, you can begin to act like one. Get… a… (eek, here it comes!) job!” A JOB??? Is he serious? After much crying and whining, I realized that he was not going to cave. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have since calmed down and realized that yes; I can live with getting a job. I am a strong, smart, independent woman. Who knows, it might even feel good to be earning some money for myself!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So, here comes the real problem. In a college town, with all the students vying for the same part-time jobs, where am I going to work? And, more importantly, with school, sorority, and romance all vying for my time, what job can accommodate such a busy schedule? I have made a list of some of the most common job possibilities for students, and would LOVE to hear everyone’s opinions ASAP. This is a very important decision, you know!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;• Waitress/ Bartender- Always a good option. I’ve heard that the money’s good, the food is (often) free, and that jobs like this can open up entirely new social circles. Downsides, though, include long hours, rude customers, and stanky clothes.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;• Retail Sales- Working at a hot clothing store could be fun! Steady hours, not overly stressful, and I would always have a heads-up on the latest fashions! Don’t they usually give you a good discount on clothes, though? That could be super dangerous… next!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;• University job- I know that the school always has positions open! Something like this might be great for gaining connections, and would always look good on a resume. However, it would probably be long hours behind a desk… I’m here to experience life before the ‘real world’, people! Either that or they would put me in University food services… yuck, cafeteria lady!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;• Babysitting- Fun, easy… nah, I changed far too many diapers in high school. I’m ready to move on! &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;• Beverage Promotions- You know- where the cute girls earn tons of money per hour to go to bars and promote different drinks? It would be just like going out! Except in teensy-weensy minis, corseted tops, and 5-inch heels…hmm. Maybe I should leave that to Aphrodite! (love ya, girl!)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So, you see what a predicament this is! I would love to hear advice, experiences, and other options from ALL OF YOU! Thanks so much! XOXO- Hera&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/09/working-girl.html</link><author>Hera</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-115841825409967804</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Sep 2006 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-16T09:50:54.840-05:00</atom:updated><title>We Be Jammin'</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom:6px" src="http://static.flickr.com/72/216548656_97db21bb14_m.jpg"/&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Definitely feeling like I’m back in the routine.  Everything is moving smoothly and I feel like I never left.  Well, CU lost again!!  I can’t sit here and talk about football when my team is losing…  My classes are going well but they haven’t really been exciting enough to comment on…  Snowboard season is still a couple of months away...  So, let’s discuss music.  Yeah, I’m going to give you an overview of what will be coming to town in the next few months and what I’ll be attending myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, this Friday I will be at the Fox in Boulder watching the Dirty Dozen Brass Band.  These guys know how to party- they play some old school music with a bunch of horns.  They also bring a taste of ‘Nawlins to town.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometime early in October, Method Man comes to the Fox, show up if you want get your hip-hop on.  Ten days later, a lighter version of rap graces the stage over at Boulder Theatre, Swollen Members are on their Black Magic Tour.  Both of these acts will have some sick beats mixed in with some of the flowmasters of today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the twentieth of October the Fox will host Shanti Groove.  One of the newer jam bands, and local to Colorado, these guys can keep the music flowing all night long, unfortunately the Fox will only let them play until midnight, maybe.  The next night at Boulder Theater, if you get into the eighties music you’ll probably want to be at Edie Brickell and the New Bohemians.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, in the second week of November, Boulder Theater begins its run of Warren Miller’s new film Off the Grid.  I’ll be there at least one night if not more.  If you don’t have tickets you probably won’t get them.  This gentleman makes the best extreme snow sports movies ever.  There are people on there doing stuff you would never even think of trying.  Perhaps you are lucky enough to scrounge up a ticket for this event you usually will get some free passes when you get in the door.  If you’ve never seen a film by Mr. Miller, I say you start right now.  No, I mean now!!  Turn off the computer and find one of his films and put it on!!!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/09/we-be-jammin.html</link><author>Dionysus</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-115775985116438106</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Sep 2006 23:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-08T18:59:49.166-05:00</atom:updated><title>New Beginnings... Sigh :)</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom:6px" src=" http://static.flickr.com/69/216550497_ce47854a6c_m.jpg"/&gt; 

&lt;p&gt;Hi friends! Hera here…so here we are yet again… fall semester on a beautiful campus, new beginnings all around. Football games, tailgating, Fall Formal Recruitment… and don’t you love how new teachers always start their classes with the same old line- “You all have A’s right now, it’s your responsibility to keep them there”…. Ooh, the thought just sends chills down my spine- ‘cause you bet I will! &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; My favorite part of fall is getting back into the nightlife (ok, ok… and sometimes daylife) routine. It feels so good getting back to your favorite hotspots, everyone dressed up trying to impress each other, the little freshman girls running around in their slightly-too-dressy getups… I mean, who do they think they are, anyway? Like I don’t have enough competition to keep my boyfriend away from… cute 18-year-olds (who shouldn’t even be AT the bars in the first place, remember) only make my life more stressful! &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; But now that most of my sisters and I are finally legal (21- woo hoo!!!!!!) We get to run around like we own the town! Winking at the bouncers, flirting with the bartenders…. AND we have enough sense and experience to still be walking upright when last call hits… I think I’m going to like being an upperclassman! &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/09/new-beginnings-sigh.html</link><author>Hera</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-115773630953932575</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Sep 2006 17:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-08T12:25:09.566-05:00</atom:updated><title>Back to School</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom:6px" src="http://static.flickr.com/81/213372402_97730de51c_m.jpg"/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey Again. School has started again and that means it is football season again! Thank Me!!!!!! I love this time of year because you can spend hours speculating about any number of events occurring with your college's football team. All of which somehow end up with your team beating USC or whoever is in the championship bowl game, of course. On top of that there are always tailgating, upcoming parties, homecoming, family weekend (that is always a blast), new people, fall, and basketball season right around the corner.&lt;/p&gt; 
&lt;p&gt;My classes are good this semester- I am taking some prerequisites for my major. You know... English 101, Calculus, etc. Nothing like taking the classes where it seems like your teacher's primary goal is to flunk you out of school. I have this one teacher who looks like Ben Stein (and sounds like him too... "Bueller, Bueller, Bueller"). That is all I can think about in that class because he is sooo boring. The worst part is he is the teacher for Greek Mythology and he is getting the history all wrong. I swear, I don't know what half of those historians were smoking when they wrote this stuff down! This is between you and me, but you know... they say Hera (yeah, Hera- my Hera) is my sister. HOW SICK WOULD I HAVE TO BE TO DATE MY SISTER!!!!!! The problem is now anytime I am out with her I think she looks like my mom. AAHHHH. Let me tell you, this is going to work miracles (no pun intended) for our private life. I don't know if I can kiss her now without thinking "does her nose look more like Aunt Phoebe's nose or Uncle Coeus?". AAAHHHHHH! I just want you all to know that Hera isn't my sister, I have known her since I was a lonely sheep herder. They sure are teaching some vicious lies about us Greek gods these days. It was better when everyone feared us and tried not to think that much. LOL. Hey, if you can't laugh at yourself, who can you laugh at? I heard this one story yesterday that I turned myself into a bull to seduce a certain young lady, ridiculous. Regardless, my classes will at least be good for a laugh and I might even learn a thing or two. I will be studying a lot. My house has pretty rigid study hours to assure that we make it through college as well as enjoy our time when we are here. Ok, got to run- I will write you all later.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/09/back-to-school.html</link><author>Zeus</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29737776.post-115712855734206267</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Sep 2006 16:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-05T14:52:09.470-05:00</atom:updated><title>Mexico!!!!</title><description>&lt;img style="border: solid 3px #BDD4EB; float:left; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom:6px" src="http://static.flickr.com/81/213372402_97730de51c_m.jpg"/&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey all! Well, I had a crazy summer. You know me- I never have a free minute- but this summer was super crazy. I went down to Mexico. Basically, I posed as a young guy traveling solo on my motorcycle. I started in Tucson and followed the coast all the way down to Mexico City. My first stop was Nogales, Mexico and boy was that fun. Senõr Frog’s rocks!!!!!! To make a long story short, my head hurt a bit the next day but I still managed to hit the road early.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Traveling through Mexico is more different than I would ever have imagined. The people were really friendly, the scenery was really beautiful, and the roads really awful. As always, an adventure! You know the scenario- it is 2 in the morning and you are wondering if you should really buy a taco from that humble looking mid-aged woman, and just after you decide to purchase the taco you notice that there are no dogs on that particular street. The woman grins at you, says something in Spanish, and two guys on the street start laughing hysterically.  Oh well… I ate the taco and I don’t care.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The lifestyle here is a lot different than in the U.S. or Mt. Olympus. Basically, everyone is pretty mellow; they hang out talking all day and there is a real sense of community-everyone seems to know everyone. Oh, and the locals have no problem telling you your flaws! Like “you look fat”, “you are so ugly”, or “oh, you are a short one!” Not that they ever said that to me, of course, but I…umm…overheard them saying those things to other people. Yeah.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Anyway, after about a month of hard travel I finally made it to Mexico City. Let’s just say that Mexico City is NOT a small place. When I started riding into Mexico City, I was like “finally I am here” and then I looked at a sign saying that Mexico City was still 30 Kilometers away! I thought I was in the middle of the city! After an intense 2 hour ride to the middle of the city, I was enwrapped with pollution, too many people, and let’s just say that they should probably have had more taco stands because there were stray dogs everywhere.  Just Kidding (but there were a lot of dogs). Anyway, I spent about a week in Mexico City visiting museums, historical areas, etc, etc. It was a lot of fun. There were a lot more tourists in Mexico City, so I had more people to go out with and we had a blast. If you’re heading to Mexico, though, overall I would recommend the pueblo over the city any day.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blog.mygreeklife.com/2006/09/mexico.html</link><author>Zeus</author></item></channel></rss>