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		<title>Twitter</title>
		<description>You can keep up with me on twitter.com/angelinadarling. Go on, now, show me what you got. </description>
		<link>http://highclassjackass.com/Blog/2009/01/11/twitter-2/</link>
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		<title>No respect</title>
		<description>I could spend a billion letters bitching about my new boss, but just thinking about writing all that jazz is making me mad. Instead, I'll just sum it up in an anecdote from yesterday.

We had arranged to meet yesterday for an overdue conversation. She was coming from uptown and called ...</description>
		<link>http://highclassjackass.com/Blog/2008/10/29/no-respect/</link>
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		<title>Don&#8217;t touch me.</title>
		<description>Very briefly, I met colleagues at a venue just off the West 4th St stop. Afterwards, I picked over the embellished tees and skinny jeans, leaving Urban Outfitters SOOOOOOOOOOOO dehydrated! I rolled up to the kiosk just outside the West 4th St station entrance, you know the one....where are the ...</description>
		<link>http://highclassjackass.com/Blog/2008/10/15/dont-touch-me/</link>
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		<title>the Fall Out</title>
		<description>I just found out that my ex detailed the worst parts of our relationship, including the embarrassing events of our break up, to our mutual friend. Well, my friend, his colleague. He never liked my ex.

I had sent white tulips, with a note of apology, a hope for friendship later ...</description>
		<link>http://highclassjackass.com/Blog/2008/10/10/the-fall-out/</link>
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		<title>Working from home is fucking awesome. Until it&#8217;s not.</title>
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When I tell people I work from home, their eyes go screw ball, straight to the back of their head, while making this guttural half-sigh, half-groan - "Oh, GOD, if only I could work from home!"

Sixteen months I've been working from home. By now, it's just as tedious as commuting ...</description>
		<link>http://highclassjackass.com/Blog/2008/09/16/working-from-home-is-fucking-awesome-until-its-not/</link>
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		<title>My Date with a Dominatrix, p2</title>
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My Date with a Dominatrix, p1

After twenty minutes or so of banal small talk, Mame's neighbor and friend knocked on the door. I won't lie - little shocks me and generally speaking, my air of unimpressed aloofness is rarely contrived - but I was damn glad Violet showed up. She ...</description>
		<link>http://highclassjackass.com/Blog/2008/09/02/my-date-with-a-dominatrix-p2/</link>
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		<title>they&#8217;re evolving</title>
		<description>I used to think my cat, Jack, was very smart because he plays fetch. He's pretty demanding about playing fetch.

Then I got Fenwick, and he seemed kind of goofy and stupid, but he started playing fetch, too. So I'm thinking, wow, I raise really smart cats.

But then a friend mentioned ...</description>
		<link>http://highclassjackass.com/Blog/2008/07/16/theyre-evolving/</link>
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		<title>Sunday mornings&#8230;</title>
		<description>...are perfect for putting on KCRW streaming music, catching up on ironing, and cleaning out the inbox for a fresh start tomorrow.

It's a nice, breezy day - the Breeders are performing at McCarren pool this afternoon, but I'll be over on Smith Street taking part of the Bastille Day festivities.

I've ...</description>
		<link>http://highclassjackass.com/Blog/2008/07/13/sunday-mornings/</link>
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		<title>Briiiiiiiiiiiiiiidezilla</title>
		<description>Today, I traveled to the Upper East Side in lieu of executing the barbecue I'd been planning for the past two weeks. Weather.com predicted thunderstorms and scattered showers all day which, of course, never made an appearance. While I kind of feel like an Eeyore about canceling, I did enjoy ...</description>
		<link>http://highclassjackass.com/Blog/2008/07/07/briiiiiiiiiiiiiiidezilla/</link>
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		<title>zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz</title>
		<description>This is what happens when you start being polite, and stop being real. </description>
		<link>http://highclassjackass.com/Blog/2008/04/23/zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz/</link>
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