<?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-7955277769863404773</id><updated>2011-11-27T18:19:12.845-05:00</updated><category term='Rambling'/><category term='moving'/><category term='Bush.'/><category term='comedy'/><category term='comics'/><category term='Prop 8.'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='hot momma'/><category term='Berlin'/><category term='art'/><category term='help'/><category term='my camera'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='leaving'/><category term='last post before New York.'/><category term='Questions'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Hilary'/><category term='anger'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='Olbermann'/><category term='Spring'/><category term='Gay marriage'/><category term='Moving.'/><category term='Optimistic'/><category term='neighbors'/><category term='thinking'/><category term='Weather.'/><category term='friends'/><category term='the end.'/><category term='New York'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='election'/><category term='Michelle Obama'/><category term='TV shows'/><category term='videos'/><category term='Special Comment'/><category term='world'/><category term='language'/><category term='life in New York'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='depression'/><category term='Photos with my camera'/><category term='After Ellen'/><category term='Life'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='suicide'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='Love'/><category term='funny pictures'/><category term='Hot women'/><category term='girlfriend.'/><category term='visitors'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Sports'/><category term='MILF'/><category term='Lesbian issues'/><category term='Sarah Palin'/><title type='text'>lesbian without borders</title><subtitle type='html'>Comments and adventures of an American lesbian living in Europe</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-4216381938134076958</id><published>2009-07-20T17:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T17:18:08.149-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the end.'/><title type='text'>Everything ends... eventually</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SmTdC-MuxxI/AAAAAAAAAiI/wje-ZBLThZ4/s1600-h/100_1784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SmTdC-MuxxI/AAAAAAAAAiI/wje-ZBLThZ4/s400/100_1784.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360652499603605266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have abandoned my blogs, perhaps because I have nothing to write, because my inspiration is gone... somehow, the 20th of July has been a spacial date in my life.  I've traveled many times on that date, I took steps that changed my life on that date.  Some events have been good, other not so, but still, it has been a special date.  Therefore, I choose July 20th of 2009 as the last day to write on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows? Maybe I can get back here later, in few months.  I'm not sure.  But for what is worth, thanks to all of you that were with me on my journey.&lt;br /&gt;Later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-4216381938134076958?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/4216381938134076958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=4216381938134076958' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/4216381938134076958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/4216381938134076958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2009/07/everything-ends-eventually.html' title='Everything ends... eventually'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SmTdC-MuxxI/AAAAAAAAAiI/wje-ZBLThZ4/s72-c/100_1784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-726525373518097711</id><published>2009-04-19T13:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T14:10:33.995-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visitors'/><title type='text'>Visitors</title><content type='html'>My girlfriend was here for only 6 days, but I enjoyed every minute we shared.  She helped me get my mind out of many things.  It was great to be with her again!  I wish I could go back to Germany, but so far, no luck on the Lotto!&lt;br /&gt;A month ago was my last conversation with my oldest friend...  I still can't stop thinking of her.  I feel I have an emotional build up that could explode at any moment.  I haven't cried for her because my anger is still so strong!  I guess at some point everything will become a reality, and my anger will open up a door to the pain of loosing her.&lt;br /&gt;My mom arrived yesterday, we haven't seen each other in almost 2 years, so it was a refreshing encounter face to face.  We talk on the phone almost everyday anyway.  &lt;br /&gt;How can someone reconnect with their own feelings?  I feel numb, like something is wrong, but I can't do anything to stop it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-726525373518097711?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/726525373518097711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=726525373518097711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/726525373518097711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/726525373518097711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2009/04/visitors.html' title='Visitors'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-4915988697091957618</id><published>2009-04-07T01:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T01:27:55.087-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suicide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger'/><title type='text'>Again writing.</title><content type='html'>I keep reading the blogs I enjoy, and I want to write again, get back in the groove of doing it.  Many times I sat here, thinking that I could just write, go for it!  But then life happens.&lt;br /&gt;I've been angry and depressed the last couple of weeks.  Fortunately my girlfriend is arriving in few days to be with me.  I need her presence, I need to share with her, just talk, just be next to her.  And then my mom will come and visit, just t be with me for a while.  It helps to share with people, to avoid thinking so much.&lt;br /&gt;I have very good friends, people I really trust, people I know forever.  I met my oldest friend when we were 5 years old.  We grew up together.  We were neighbors for 5 years, and friends for life.  We always kept in touch, lived through so many things in each other's lives, knowing in the last 20 years that we were just one phone call away.  There were times we were not talking as often, but at least once a month we had contact.  The last month we talked and talked and talked on the phone.  She was going through a tough time, very depressed, with a lot on anxiety, with so many things to do, moving, solving problems, planing so many things.  She stopped sleeping, she stopped being herself, she was not acting normal.  I don't know for sure what was going on.  She went to the psychiatrist, they gave her some antidepressants, and 2 days later she killed herself.  &lt;br /&gt;The emptiness I felt, the sadness, the pain, but most of all, the anger of thinking of her  not being able to regret that mistake, have been very much in my mind.  I don't feel like writing, or expressing too much.  I'm so angry!&lt;br /&gt;It was the stupidest thing to do, and yet she did it.  I know I would never do something like that, and I thought she would never do something like that either.  &lt;br /&gt;Mental health is a serious problem.  Please, don't ignore it. If you know someone that is going through a depression,  or if you yourself are going through a tough time, please reach out for help!  Every problem has a solution.  Death is NOT a solution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-4915988697091957618?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/4915988697091957618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=4915988697091957618' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/4915988697091957618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/4915988697091957618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2009/04/again-writing.html' title='Again writing.'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-8053590346145374917</id><published>2008-11-16T00:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T01:11:59.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SR-5gLiya0I/AAAAAAAAAXs/a7gWi6vrIFo/s1600-h/100_1763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SR-5gLiya0I/AAAAAAAAAXs/a7gWi6vrIFo/s400/100_1763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269134051552422722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with another number on my age, some aches and pains resulting from short sleep, and a deep need for hope.  I'm still wondering why people that doesn't know us are hating us, why are they not willing to give us equal rights.  I believe it is not only a matter of every state deciding to grant those rights or not.  It is a much bigger picture that only Connecticut and Massachusetts  are looking at.  I wonder also, since the same sex marriage is legal there, are they having all the same rights as heterosexuals?  Does it include immigration laws (since it is a Federal matter as far as I know)? What about adoption?  In Spain same sex marriage applies to every aspect, just like heterosexual marriage: Immigration, adoption, inheritance, tax, etc.  &lt;br /&gt;I feel we are still so far away from something significant happening...  at least in New York the same sex marriages performed in other states are recognized as legal marriages.  &lt;br /&gt;Why am I thinking about this? I don't want to get married, I don't really believe in the institution itself, but I have dear friends with kids that would like to have the protection of the marriage in their lives.  Just for them, I need to speak up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-8053590346145374917?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/8053590346145374917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=8053590346145374917' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/8053590346145374917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/8053590346145374917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/11/morning-hope.html' title='Morning hope'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SR-5gLiya0I/AAAAAAAAAXs/a7gWi6vrIFo/s72-c/100_1763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-6983437108010382993</id><published>2008-11-11T14:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:56:47.487-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olbermann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Comment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesbian issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gay marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>A question of LOVE</title><content type='html'>I found this on the internet.  I'm not one of his fans, but I agree with everything he says here...  And I guess many of us do too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GhrNjMgmrds&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GhrNjMgmrds&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the direct link on youtube:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GhrNjMgmrds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The full text of his comment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;SPECIAL COMMENT&lt;br /&gt;By Keith Olbermann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally tonight as promised, a Special Comment on the passage, last week, of Proposition Eight in California, which rescinded the right of same-sex couples to marry, and tilted the balance on this issue, from coast to coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some parameters, as preface. This isn't about yelling, and this isn't about politics, and this isn't really just about Prop-8.  And I don't have a personal investment in this: I'm not gay, I had to strain to think of one member of even my very extended family who is, I have no personal stories of close friends or colleagues fighting the prejudice that still pervades their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet to me this vote is horrible. Horrible. Because this isn't about yelling, and this isn't about politics. This is about the human heart, and if that sounds corny, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you voted for this Proposition or support those who did or the sentiment they expressed, I have some questions, because, truly, I do not understand. Why does this matter to you? What is it to you? In a time of impermanence and fly-by-night relationships, these people over here want the same chance at permanence and happiness that is your option. They don't want to deny you yours. They don't want to take anything away from you. They want what you want—a chance to be a little less alone in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only now you are saying to them—no. You can't have it on these terms. Maybe something similar. If they behave. If they don't cause too much trouble.  You'll even give them all the same legal rights—even as you're taking away the legal right, which they already had. A world around them, still anchored in love and marriage, and you are saying, no, you can't marry. What if somebody passed a law that said you couldn't marry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep hearing this term "re-defining" marriage. If this country hadn't re-defined marriage, black people still couldn't marry white people. Sixteen states had laws on the books which made that illegal in 1967. 1967.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parents of the President-Elect of the United States couldn't have married in nearly one third of the states of the country their son grew up to lead. But it's worse than that. If this country had not "re-defined" marriage, some black people still couldn't marry black people. It is one of the most overlooked and cruelest parts of our sad story of slavery. Marriages were not legally recognized, if the people were slaves. Since slaves were property, they could not legally be husband and wife, or mother and child. Their marriage vows were different: not "Until Death, Do You Part," but "Until Death or Distance, Do You Part." Marriages among slaves were not legally recognized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, just like marriages today in California are not legally recognized, if the people are gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uncountable in our history are the number of men and women, forced by society into marrying the opposite sex, in sham marriages, or marriages of convenience, or just marriages of not knowing, centuries of men and women who have lived their lives in shame and unhappiness, and who have, through a lie to themselves or others, broken countless other lives, of spouses and children, all because we said a man couldn't marry another man, or a woman couldn't marry another woman. The sanctity of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many marriages like that have there been and how on earth do they increase the "sanctity" of marriage rather than render the term, meaningless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this, to you? Nobody is asking you to embrace their expression of love. But don't you, as human beings, have to embrace... that love? The world is barren enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is stacked against love, and against hope, and against those very few and precious emotions that enable us to go forward. Your marriage only stands a 50-50 chance of lasting, no matter how much you feel and how hard you work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are people overjoyed at the prospect of just that chance, and that work, just for the hope of having that feeling.  With so much hate in the world, with so much meaningless division, and people pitted against people for no good reason, this is what your religion tells you to do? With your experience of life and this world and all its sadnesses, this is what your conscience tells you to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your knowledge that life, with endless vigor, seems to tilt the playing field on which we all live, in favor of unhappiness and hate... this is what your heart tells you to do? You want to sanctify marriage? You want to honor your God and the universal love you believe he represents? Then Spread happiness—this tiny, symbolic, semantical grain of happiness—share it with all those who seek it. Quote me anything from your religious leader or book of choice telling you to stand against this. And then tell me how you can believe both that statement and another statement, another one which reads only "do unto others as you would have them do unto you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are asked now, by your country, and perhaps by your creator, to stand on one side or another. You are asked now to stand, not on a question of politics, not on a question of religion, not on a question of gay or straight. You are asked now to stand, on a question of love. All you need do is stand, and let the tiny ember of love meet its own fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to help it, you don't have it applaud it, you don't have to fight for it. Just don't put it out. Just don't extinguish it. Because while it may at first look like that love is between two people you don't know and you don't understand and maybe you don't even want to know. It is, in fact, the ember of your love, for your fellow person just because this is the only world we have. And the other guy counts, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second time in ten days I find myself concluding by turning to, of all things, the closing plea for mercy by Clarence Darrow in a murder trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what he said, fits what is really at the heart of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was reading last night of the aspiration of the old Persian poet, Omar-Khayyam," he told the judge. It appealed to me as the highest that I can vision. I wish it was in my heart, and I wish it was in the hearts of all: So I be written in the Book of Love; I do not care about that Book above. Erase my name, or write it as you will, So I be written in the Book of Love."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-6983437108010382993?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/6983437108010382993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=6983437108010382993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6983437108010382993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6983437108010382993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/11/question-of-love.html' title='A question of LOVE'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-5430724982801026750</id><published>2008-11-11T00:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T00:17:01.349-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bush.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Obama'/><title type='text'>What is HE touching????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SRkU_W3uKwI/AAAAAAAAAXc/1IDt-a9vhXg/s1600-h/michelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SRkU_W3uKwI/AAAAAAAAAXc/1IDt-a9vhXg/s400/michelle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267264317890112258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I couldn't resist! LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will try not to bring this things again...  but I can't promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-5430724982801026750?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/5430724982801026750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=5430724982801026750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5430724982801026750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5430724982801026750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-is-he-touching.html' title='What is HE touching????'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SRkU_W3uKwI/AAAAAAAAAXc/1IDt-a9vhXg/s72-c/michelle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-5422371043132147044</id><published>2008-11-10T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:19:39.597-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prop 8.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/49167eab956b5ed3/4918f8fe0b074c95/491709155a90199a/d4c8a571" id="W49167eab956b5ed34918f8fe0b074c95" width="449" height="600"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/49167eab956b5ed3/4918f8fe0b074c95/491709155a90199a/d4c8a571" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please join, be a part of the movement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-5422371043132147044?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/5422371043132147044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=5422371043132147044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5422371043132147044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5422371043132147044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/11/please-join-be-part-of-movement.html' title=''/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-3990783919899045078</id><published>2008-11-10T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:08:27.811-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><title type='text'>TWO YEARS</title><content type='html'>I decided that before I criticize any of his actions or his choices, I'll give him 2 years.  In that time he'll be able to do some of the things he has promised.  With his election, a new page in history has been written.  Not only America is expecting the most of him, not only his supporters but his adversaries too.  With the world crisis he is also being observed by many in the world.  I found this caricature that explains a lot.  Loosely translated: "Come on, Obama, You can, c'mon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SRj2HiYU7jI/AAAAAAAAAXU/E11bKvWctjM/s1600-h/Weil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SRj2HiYU7jI/AAAAAAAAAXU/E11bKvWctjM/s400/Weil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267230373558152754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thinking of Prop 8, I just hope somehow that people in California will understand that giving the same rights to ALL the citizens, doesn't mean that their own rights will be taken away.  &lt;br /&gt;I still can't understand how everybody gets to vote to cancel a small group's rights to just be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-3990783919899045078?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/3990783919899045078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=3990783919899045078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/3990783919899045078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/3990783919899045078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/11/two-years.html' title='TWO YEARS'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SRj2HiYU7jI/AAAAAAAAAXU/E11bKvWctjM/s72-c/Weil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-8795087206022142819</id><published>2008-11-03T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:13:41.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE of conscience</title><content type='html'>I've been in a battle with myself over voting or not. I have the feeling that my vote will not count really, because in my state there is a "sure winner" that I don't like.  I don't like his opponent either! I looked into the other candidates and I don't like anyone.  So why vote? I don't want to give my vote to someone I don't trust, simply because I'm registered in his political party.  I just don't want him to have my vote.  &lt;br /&gt;But after doing some little research, I found that I can actually write in the name of a person I believe should be president... so that's what I'll be doing!&lt;br /&gt;I'll vote following my conscience.  I will not betray all the women that fought for my right to choose.  I will not betray my pledge of allegiance to the flag and the nation for which it stands.  It is my right and my obligation as a citizen.  &lt;br /&gt;So, if like me you are having doubts about who to vote for, please go and vote! You can always write in your own candidate. Who knows? maybe our votes will count too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-8795087206022142819?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/8795087206022142819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=8795087206022142819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/8795087206022142819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/8795087206022142819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/11/vote-of-conscience.html' title='VOTE of conscience'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-6925355704661780298</id><published>2008-10-01T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:22:22.761-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Breast Cancer Awareness month</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SOOVjDI0XNI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Akcz65R5oOo/s1600-h/Picture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SOOVjDI0XNI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Akcz65R5oOo/s320/Picture+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252206019814382802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is a breast cancer survivor,  but some dearest friends lost the battle to it.  Please don't be one of them.  Do your self exam at least once a month, check your breasts, have a mammogram.  October is the month to remind everybody that, and &lt;a href="http://oneaday.varitalk.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is something interesting that Ellen Degeneres did.  So pass it along, do it yourself, we can all do a little bit to help find a cure for breast cancer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-6925355704661780298?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/6925355704661780298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=6925355704661780298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6925355704661780298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6925355704661780298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/10/breast-cancer-awareness-month.html' title='Breast Cancer Awareness month'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SOOVjDI0XNI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Akcz65R5oOo/s72-c/Picture+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-2027977043393869071</id><published>2008-09-28T11:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T11:59:28.011-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot momma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MILF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Palin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Sarah Palin is like a bad date!</title><content type='html'>When I saw Sarah Palin for the first time, few weeks ago on TV after McCain chose her as his running mate, I thought: Wow, now she is a MILF! A hot momma that can stand her own! I was totally into her!  I even liked her speech at the Convention.  But then I started listening closer, her interviews, her very few comments... she totally reminded me of a terrible date I had once.  She is attractive, looks nice, but she can't talk without being totally scary!  I'm enjoying very much the comedic inspiration that she is giving to the people at Saturday Night Live.  I've laughed until I cried with TIna Fey impersonating her. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not very much into politics, and I don't think I'm really capable of writing about it.  I got pretty much disengaged when Hillary got out of the race.  I don't like Obama at all. But after hearing Sarah Palin talk, I will be voting against the McCain/Palin ticket.  I'm a democrat but I don't like the ticket.  I have been thinking about not voting...  I still have to decide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-2027977043393869071?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/2027977043393869071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=2027977043393869071' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/2027977043393869071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/2027977043393869071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/09/sarah-palin-is-like-bad-date.html' title='Sarah Palin is like a bad date!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-686105065904377964</id><published>2008-09-14T11:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T11:47:56.759-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Palin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilary'/><title type='text'>I cried watching this!</title><content type='html'>Ok, honestly I cried and almost peed my pants watching this video!!! Love these women!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48cd30e81d898c57/4741e3c5156499a7/fa31e0ee" id="W4727a250e66f972348cd30e81d898c57" height="283" width="384"&gt;&lt;param value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48cd30e81d898c57/4741e3c5156499a7/fa31e0ee" name="movie"/&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"/&gt;&lt;param value="all" name="allowNetworking"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowScriptAccess"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another longer version.  The second part made me cry too, but for very different reasons.  Some people should stick with what they know.  &lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aq2L9j1au3Q&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-686105065904377964?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/686105065904377964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=686105065904377964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/686105065904377964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/686105065904377964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-cried-watching-this.html' title='I cried watching this!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-3484824772339096488</id><published>2008-09-11T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T21:10:04.768-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos with my camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>How fast do we go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SMm_1lWVx2I/AAAAAAAAAWk/uZEweI-tXfQ/s1600-h/100_1495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SMm_1lWVx2I/AAAAAAAAAWk/uZEweI-tXfQ/s400/100_1495.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244934168329439074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SMm_e-2IU9I/AAAAAAAAAWc/l26wQXoWz1g/s1600-h/100_1497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SMm_e-2IU9I/AAAAAAAAAWc/l26wQXoWz1g/s400/100_1497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244933780036670418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the Mall and took some pictures.  As an allegoric of our foot prints in life, some of these pictures made me think:  how fast do we go in life? Well, for some people, fast enough that we don't leave a foot print.  But other pass by our lives leaving such impression that everything else is a blur around them. I wonder if I'm leaving a deep enough foot print in the lives of the people I love the most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-3484824772339096488?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/3484824772339096488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=3484824772339096488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/3484824772339096488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/3484824772339096488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-fast-do-we-go.html' title='How fast do we go?'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SMm_1lWVx2I/AAAAAAAAAWk/uZEweI-tXfQ/s72-c/100_1495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-8673018077739085219</id><published>2008-09-03T14:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T14:41:46.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>long time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SL7ZCftMztI/AAAAAAAAAV8/0RNCBozuXCs/s1600-h/100_1482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SL7ZCftMztI/AAAAAAAAAV8/0RNCBozuXCs/s200/100_1482.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241865653199883986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SL7YuwtOZQI/AAAAAAAAAV0/0HJFxhvelhc/s1600-h/100_1368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SL7YuwtOZQI/AAAAAAAAAV0/0HJFxhvelhc/s200/100_1368.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241865314166007042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been taking a vacation from writing here, more than anything, because I don't have the inspiration to do so.  Sometimes it is harder to concentrate when there are so any things in my head claiming for attention.&lt;br /&gt;What have I been doing?  Many things!&lt;br /&gt;I did some dog sitting, took pictures, had friends visiting over, and took my time to watch lots of films and TV shows that I haven't seen in a while.  Basically I was getting up to date with some things I abandoned.  Now is the blogs turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to share with you a couple of pictures I took this summer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SL7Zi9b0WdI/AAAAAAAAAWE/QeqfSjff0Q8/s1600-h/100_1463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SL7Zi9b0WdI/AAAAAAAAAWE/QeqfSjff0Q8/s200/100_1463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241866210935855570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SL7Z2CEHCII/AAAAAAAAAWM/HRpH8ZnU3rI/s1600-h/100_1484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SL7Z2CEHCII/AAAAAAAAAWM/HRpH8ZnU3rI/s200/100_1484.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241866538596108418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-8673018077739085219?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/8673018077739085219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=8673018077739085219' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/8673018077739085219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/8673018077739085219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/09/long-time.html' title='long time...'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SL7ZCftMztI/AAAAAAAAAV8/0RNCBozuXCs/s72-c/100_1482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-1644769920099729656</id><published>2008-06-02T05:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T05:35:23.271-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='After Ellen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesbian issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot women'/><title type='text'>The Hottest women... according to lesbians!</title><content type='html'>For the second year in a row, Afterellen.com have chosen the 100 top women that lesbians find HOT. All the members of the website voted for their 10 top women.  Most of my choices made the list, including Number 1, Tina Fey.  &lt;div&gt;They are not the typical "hotties" with big breast and short skirts wearing wet white t-shirts!.  They are smart beautiful women who can be great role models for little girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I took some of my favorite pictures that they have on the site and made this little collage.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SEO7n6q-CPI/AAAAAAAAAVY/bYh1feUbCJw/s1600-h/Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SEO7n6q-CPI/AAAAAAAAAVY/bYh1feUbCJw/s400/Collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207211888609200370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Again they are an incredible group of women, of different sizes, colors and ages.  It is a refreshing look at women, that not always are the ones that men find hot.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at &lt;a href=http://afterellen.com/&gt;After Ellen&lt;/a&gt; and see the whole 100 hottest women of 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-1644769920099729656?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://afterellen.com/' title='The Hottest women... according to lesbians!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/1644769920099729656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=1644769920099729656' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1644769920099729656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1644769920099729656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/06/hottest-women-according-to-lesbians.html' title='The Hottest women... according to lesbians!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/SEO7n6q-CPI/AAAAAAAAAVY/bYh1feUbCJw/s72-c/Collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-1418107432592774777</id><published>2008-05-20T02:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T02:39:37.437-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>She is coming soon!</title><content type='html'>Well, after almost two years of seen each other at least once a week, flirting, me looking and looking, her... well, she just kept teasing me, exposing herself on the screen, showing me how out of my league she was.  I felt bad, but secretly my desires were burning deep inside.  I even tried looking for someone else! She was too much for me, I just couldn't even imagine the posibility of having her all to myself.&lt;br /&gt;I saw her with someone else, and it was nice, so nice that I had an even deeper desire.  &lt;br /&gt;But things happen for a reason, I'm sure!  After flirting, teasing me, I found that she could be in my league after all.  So, after a couple of days dealing with her and her people, I finally did it.  &lt;br /&gt;I decided that she'll be more helpful to me right here, next to me, helping me with work, and doing stuff that now I can't do.  I am so looking forward to spend endless hours together....  &lt;br /&gt;Next time I'll show you her picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-1418107432592774777?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/1418107432592774777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=1418107432592774777' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1418107432592774777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1418107432592774777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/05/she-is-coming-soon.html' title='She is coming soon!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-7817809747991864634</id><published>2008-05-15T18:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T18:51:15.757-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life in New York'/><title type='text'>The final "Friends"</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know the series ended few years ago.  But I never got to actually see the last season of those fake New York apartments! I missed the whole development into Chandler and Monica's moving out of the city with twins, and the re-union of Ross and Rachel.  I liked the empty apartment space,  the colors of the walls looked a lot better with the furniture...  I bet none of the bloggers that are moving soon in New York, have found an apartment like the one they featured on "Friends".&lt;br /&gt;I remember that the first year I was in Germany, I missed watching TV.  Then I got used to not watching too much. I actually discovered the German documentaries and I became an addict to "Wissen" and "Galileo". I learned everything about making sausages, building houses, and anything in between.    Then I found some American series dubbed into German, and didn't like them at all. Well, at least I was improving my German skills with episodes that I've seen in English and remembered more or less what they were about, but still,  there is so much missing in the translation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in NY is getting better.  I still don't have a job, but there are some posibilities to do something interesting.  &lt;br /&gt;Went to the city yesterday and met with a friend with some project.  We'll see how it comes to reality.  And by the way, the "Goodburger" on Broadway and 18th... really good hamburgers and actually pretty decent in price.  &lt;br /&gt;Still, I miss my girlfriend.  I wish we could be closer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-7817809747991864634?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/7817809747991864634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=7817809747991864634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7817809747991864634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7817809747991864634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/05/final-friends.html' title='The final &quot;Friends&quot;'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-2196615341973332596</id><published>2008-05-13T09:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T09:18:42.892-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Change is good...?</title><content type='html'>We live in a very fast world, everything evolves, everything changes, and if you don't change, then you are left behind and out of it.  We all change in our personal lives... that is also part of growing up, a sign that you are evolving as a person.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, change is good, except when you are faced with radical changes without time to adjust to them.  &lt;br /&gt;It feels so hard to accept the changes! Depression comes in knocking in your head, some times takes over and doesn't allow you to continue.  It is a battle agains your will, a need to continue.  Something will come around, you'll feel better, and life will be nice again.  But until that happens, it sucks!&lt;br /&gt;Then, I read the news: Myanmar's Cyclone, China's earthquake... the devastation, the losses, the pain.   My life is really good!  I miss my girlfriend very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-2196615341973332596?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/2196615341973332596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=2196615341973332596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/2196615341973332596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/2196615341973332596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/05/change-is-good.html' title='Change is good...?'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-7649684627202631223</id><published>2008-04-02T13:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T14:20:08.356-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Back into my life</title><content type='html'>It's been difficult, rather strange, to see myself again at home in New York.  I mean, it is my apartment, some of the furniture still here, but so many things have changed.  It feels a little cold (and I'm not talking temperature wise) Something is missing.  Maybe a routine, maybe some furniture that I feel mine.  Even the new mattress as comfortable as it is, doesn't feel like mine yet.  I don't remember feeling this in Berlin, but I'm sure it was probably something like that.  Only now my girlfriend is not here.  &lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful time together when she was here on vacation.  It was good to see her, to share so much, and it is sad to miss her as much as I do. &lt;br /&gt;Now I'm on my quest to find a job, to adapt to the city I called my home, to accept the changes and deal with everything around.  The advantage from my window point of view, is that there are sunny days almost every day. Spring is coming and it is getting warmer.&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching movies and getting updated to everything I missed.  Even TV has changed! I don't have cable, so I'm limited to whatever is available on "free tv", and confirming that somehow, Cable TV has become a necessity! &lt;br /&gt;I don't know yet what I want to do in the working force.  I've been checking out things on the net, sent some resumes, even did some little jobs and got paid already.  One of my friends wants to do a project so I'm doing research about that.  &lt;br /&gt;I feel a little empty.  I wish I had something better to say.  I wanted to get back into writing in this blog, but I'm not sure if I should continue.  We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-7649684627202631223?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/7649684627202631223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=7649684627202631223' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7649684627202631223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7649684627202631223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-into-my-life.html' title='Back into my life'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-6433159378171922320</id><published>2008-03-07T06:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T06:39:19.591-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Live from New York, is Friday morning!</title><content type='html'>It is 6 am, woke up a couple of hours ago.  I'm still on European time.  Yesterday was a "recovering day" from my trip.  To say I was exhausted is not enough.  I was extremely tired, a combination of all the physical activity that comes with packing, moving, throwing garbage, and of course flying accross the ocean, having jetlag, carrying 7 heavy suitcases, backpacks and duffelbags.  &lt;br /&gt;The emotional aspect of leaving and starting a long distance relationship is probably what weights more than anything.  It was a wave of sadness contained by the pressure of time and the taxi waiting for me.  We both tried focusing on something else, on the fact that we'll see each other sooner than we think, on the things that had to be done after I left, on cleaning and getting rid of things. &lt;br /&gt;It was very sad to be there, in that apartment one last time, thinking of the first night we spent there.  I remembered that even before I opened the door, I decided that I wouldn't move out until I left to go back to the US... &lt;br /&gt;I'm going to see my girlfriend soon, I am really looking forward to see her and for us to share time here in New York.  I'm looking forward to arrange things, to make my apartment my home again.  I'm missing many things!  &lt;br /&gt;The first thing I made was a soup with the only little pot I brought with me, but I didn't have any plates to serve it or any spoon to eat it with!  So I had soup on a plastic cup, with the spoon that came with the milk frother (my perfect milk frother that I also carried back!)&lt;br /&gt;Today I will be looking at a car, one of those old cheap cars I found on craigslist....  it will be cheaper than renting a car when my girlfriend comes... and that way I can go and pick up the free stuff that people are offering around NY!  I decided that I will not spend money if I can help it.  &lt;br /&gt;I already sent my resume to a couple of places, but haven't even unpacked!  I opened 3 of the suitcases, looking for things I needed right away.  &lt;br /&gt;Things have to be better from the financial point of view, the main reason I had to leave Berlin.  For the first time in 5 years I was happy to see the dollar so low: 1.53 for 1 Euro! At least I still have Euros that will become more dollars when I exchange them back. &lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.  I need to get back to sleep a little before I get out and do all the stuff that I want today.  &lt;br /&gt;Life is too short to be sad about the things we can't change, I know that... but it doesn't mean that I feel better being to far away from my love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-6433159378171922320?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/6433159378171922320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=6433159378171922320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6433159378171922320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6433159378171922320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/03/live-from-new-york-is-friday-morning.html' title='Live from New York, is Friday morning!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-6477437379085594192</id><published>2008-02-28T05:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T05:27:01.345-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last post before New York.'/><title type='text'>Still chaos... but better.</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day that I will have internet here at home.  Turns out that America on Line/Alice who are the providers of my internet, can't actually allow me to have it until the day I leave, because since my first day of my contract with them was the 29th, then my last day has to be the 29th...  talk about not wanting to make some extra money, or not knowing how to charge per day.  But like everything else here in Germany, it's just the way it is!  I'm leaving on the 5th, but my phone will not be turned off until the 17th.  And the Cable TV will still be available until the 31st of March.  Customer service??? Fine thanks! The client is never right, and they are doing you a favor with their services, so they really don't care what you think.  &lt;br /&gt;This is something I will not miss!!!   &lt;br /&gt;I will miss the freedom and lack of censorship on TV!  Here I've seen full frontal nudity so many times!  Oh! and on those MTV shows where everybody is cursing all the time (Flavor of Love, I love New York...etc) well, there is no "beeps" so you can actually hear every single word they say. They don't dubb them, they put subtitles on them. That New York woman is pretty nasty with her language!&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely miss biking around on lanes designed specially for bikes, the flatness of the city, the cafés and the shawarma.  I'll miss these very rare sunny days when the city looks so nice.  If it wasn't for the system and the weather, Berlin is the perfect city!  It is small enough, hardly ever there is real traffic, is well maintained, the people are nice and friendly, there is a lot of culture going on, a lot of different places to go, and not really expensive to live here.  Of course if you make your money in dollars, then it becomes impossible!  Yesterday 1 Euro was 1.51 dollars....  &lt;br /&gt;My house is still in chaos, but I feel better...  I'm still worried about my bed because I haven't found a buyer for it.  But other things are getting on their way to be solved.  Of course I hope that by tomorrow I'll have already pack my clothes and start cleaning up on the weekend.  There are still boxes to fill up, things to throw and give away...  I'm getting into all these, because is very hard to face my feelings.  I know that it will not be easy to be without my girlfriend, the availability of seeing each other very often.  I fear the long distance, but I guess I'll love the frequent flyer miles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-6477437379085594192?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/6477437379085594192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=6477437379085594192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6477437379085594192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6477437379085594192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/02/still-chaos-but-better.html' title='Still chaos... but better.'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-2359245149659044591</id><published>2008-02-18T02:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T02:33:07.754-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambling'/><title type='text'>What a nightmare!</title><content type='html'>I just woke up from a dream that I have to qualify as a nightmare!  There were no monsters, or running, or dead people or some horrible thing.  It was just the weirdest thing I've ever dreamt.  I've been packing and doing things, and at the same time, I've been dealing with emotions that are shaky at times. I might be fine and all of a sudden feel depressed, or feel anxious.  I get tired early at night and I'm getting up early in the morning.  Basically I'm not living my regular life.  &lt;br /&gt;So, in my dream, I was already in New York, it was the next day after I arrived and I was on my way to a job interview in Manhattan.  Only Manhattan looked more like downtown Caracas, with very narrow walkways and cars parked on the streets, and very narrow streets.  Nothing like New York.  There was almost no traffic or people (which is more a characteristic of Berlin, and not NY nor Caracas), and I was looking at the green light that I was approaching to cross.  When I got to the corner, the light changed so I stopped.  There was a woman dressed in a police uniform that was light with some green (the police in Berlin wears green!) and when the light turned green again, I noticed that to my left there was a line of people, and the woman told me:  "Ma'm, you have to be on the line if you want to cross the street".  That left me speechless! I was in shock! I was mad and disturbed at the same time.  What had happened to New York?  Then she told me something else that I don't remember, and I was out of myself!  I told her I was going to the media to tell everybody! I said: I will go to Regis and tell him! (Now that was the weirdest thing! I don't like Regis Philbin at all!) I was screaming and furious with the woman!&lt;br /&gt;And if that was little, I kept walking and found a Hot Dog Stand, and asked for a hotdog with everything.  The guy asked me: what's everything?  He didn't know I wanted onions and fries and mustard and ketchup and whatever they put in them (just like in Caracas). He just gave the bread and the wiener without anything and said it was five dollars! I woke up sweating!&lt;br /&gt;That was too much to be a dream...  too many mixed feelings and experiences that are having a ball with my weak subconsciousness!&lt;br /&gt;Then I turned the TV on and watch on CNN the news.  I hate what the media is doing with Obama... they are making him look like a rockstar, and to me he just can't sell what he says.  I certainly hope people react and see things as they are.  This guy has no experience in politics, is just the hype, and I'm pretty sure he will not do a good job.  I hope democrats choose Hillary as the nominee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-2359245149659044591?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/2359245149659044591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=2359245149659044591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/2359245149659044591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/2359245149659044591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-nightmare.html' title='What a nightmare!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-8063120922208724276</id><published>2008-02-13T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T14:00:32.261-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambling'/><title type='text'>Frequent Flyer</title><content type='html'>I think that the frequent flyer programs should not be limited to just the airline or group of airlines that one uses.  There should be a program where all the miles YOU did, was what counted, as a general thing for ALL the airlines!  I came back from New York, which was in itself a crazy trip, and 2 days later went to Spain.  Just got back few hours ago.  I see the mess in my house, and all the things I have to do, and I feel like this is way too fast!&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was a better way to do things.  But there isn't.  Little by little I'll deal with everything I have to do.  Right now, I'm going out to have dinner with my Girlfriend...  we never celebrate Valentine's Day, but we might as well start tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I need the help of a genie so I can do everything I need to do in the very short time I have to do it.  I'm leaving on the 5th of March to New York.  If you have Aladdin's number, please post it!  Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-8063120922208724276?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/8063120922208724276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=8063120922208724276' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/8063120922208724276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/8063120922208724276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/02/frequent-flyer.html' title='Frequent Flyer'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-2472585293701038812</id><published>2008-01-30T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T23:21:07.512-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlin'/><title type='text'>This weekend... New York City!</title><content type='html'>OK, you are probably thinking that this is way too fast! And yes, it is.  I am going to NY this weekend, because there is a combination of things: I have this month to move, I can take as many things as possible with me, I got a pretty good deal for the weekend, and that way I can receive my apartment and set up things for when I move back, probably by the end of the month.  Is not easy, but this is what I gotta do.  &lt;br /&gt;So here in Germany, I already sent the letter of "resignation" of contract with my cable TV company, which will end my service promptly the 31st of March.  Yes, they need 3 months in advance to cut the service!  Fortunately they counted January as one of the months.  I have to do the same with my phone company, but only 3 weeks before ending the contract, more or less the same as it was to start the service.  And apparently only the electricity can be billed up to the last minute and then they'll send the bill to someone in Germany, because they can't send it to NY.  &lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, tonight after I booked my flight, I signed up for Vonage, and it is already working, my new phone number is able to receive messages.  I also requested internet service through cable TV, which I only have to pick up the self installation kit when I get there.  So yes, that made my happy.  I do miss that kind of service, the way things work right away! &lt;br /&gt;The only bad thing is that I return on Monday, and only my friends who support Obama are happy that I will not be able to vote for Hillary.  But I certainly hope that New York gives the victory to Hillary!  I actually looked to see if I could return on tuesday after voting, but the difference in price was 300 dollars, and that will not be counted as a tax deduction contribution to the Democrat's campaign! LOL!  So, Hillary, sorry I can't vote for you on the Primaries.  &lt;br /&gt;This is weird... I am sad to leave Berlin, but happy to go to NY.  Hopefully I'll be a very frequent traveler after I get the job of my dreams, a job that will pay me enough to come visit my girlfriend at least once a month.  Who knows?  Maybe my destiny is to go to NY because I'm going to win the Lotto Jackpot!  I can't sleep and keep dreaming awake!&lt;br /&gt;Good Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-2472585293701038812?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/2472585293701038812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=2472585293701038812' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/2472585293701038812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/2472585293701038812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-weekend-new-york-city.html' title='This weekend... New York City!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-138897919598915551</id><published>2008-01-20T11:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T11:39:30.876-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Life keeps changing!</title><content type='html'>A couple of months ago, I was writing about the possibility of returning to the States due to financial problems.  Well, it will happen sooner than I had plan, and it will not be Pittsburgh after all!&lt;br /&gt;I was with the idea of Pittsburgh because I had rented my apartment in NYC, so it would've been easier to be in Pittsburgh and then when my tenant decided to leave, I would decide then.  Well, she notified me she was laid off and has to move by the end of this month.&lt;br /&gt;So, all of a sudden, my apartment is available again, the Euro is almost 1.50 dollars, and I have to make a decision.  Well, to me it is a sign that I need to go back to NY.  I don't know exactly what will happen, I don't know what kind of job I can get, but I want to think that it is what I am supposed to do.  Otherwise, how can I explain all these?  &lt;br /&gt;Of course emotionally this is driving me crazy! I'm sad, I don't want to have a long distance relationship, but maybe it is possible to do.  I found that now Air Berlin has direct flights to JFK, and they start as low as 106 Euros one way!  So, perhaps I'll accumulate enough miles, and so will my girlfriend.  It will be all a matter of adjusting to a new situation.   &lt;br /&gt;I found already that Vonage has a plan where many international calls are covered and are free within that price.  &lt;br /&gt;And (the best thing so far) I saved 170 Euros that I would've paid to have my computer repaired!  I need to change the Optical drive and the same drive is $99 in the US...  &lt;br /&gt;So, I'm looking forward to go back to a system where the client is always right, where everything can be obtained right away, where the stores are open later than 8 pm, and on Sundays too, where you don't need to notify companies 3 months in advance to get things done, and where the chinese food taste the way it supposed to!&lt;br /&gt;So, if anybody that reads this blog, has any suggestions on phone savings besides Vonage, or any other suggestions, please write me.   &lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking I will get internet conection with Cable, have Vonage as phone, and not get cable TV but instead get Netflix, and have a movie to watch every night.   That will be cheaper than having Cable TV, don't you think?  The shows I love I can read the recaps on AfterEllen.com, or have marathon watching at a friend's house, because she saves everything on her DVR!&lt;br /&gt;Oh! and if you own or have contacts with an international moving company, please contact me.  My email is in the disclaimer at the end of this page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-138897919598915551?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/138897919598915551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=138897919598915551' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/138897919598915551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/138897919598915551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-keeps-changing.html' title='Life keeps changing!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-43742713367793604</id><published>2007-12-18T19:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T20:01:28.520-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighbors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos with my camera'/><title type='text'>Right across the street</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R2hnMi2ZVQI/AAAAAAAAATc/wVAAwULUbeg/s1600-h/100_0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R2hnMi2ZVQI/AAAAAAAAATc/wVAAwULUbeg/s400/100_0539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145476039481840898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my window I can see them.  They are my friendly gay couple that doesn't watch TV too often, have candle light dinners with friends and now have this person visiting their place...  I don't know them.  I know they are gay because in the summer they have a rainbow flag on the balcony.  They are two middle age guys that sit out and read, decorate their balcony and are rather social.  I don't think I could recognize them if I see them on the street.  I guess they don't have a pet, and they work long hours.  They are almost never home during the day.  I see them through my window, but I haven't seen them looking at me.  I am of course the curious neighbor! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R2hn3C2ZVRI/AAAAAAAAATk/YhLJW29pwuk/s1600-h/100_0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R2hn3C2ZVRI/AAAAAAAAATk/YhLJW29pwuk/s320/100_0536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145476769626281234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the building where they live.  Every place a different story!  I have binoculars...  I've seen many interesting things, sometimes more interesting than others.  I saw a whole pregnancy, a couple of move out and move in,  and now I have a camera!   Sometimes I shock myself!     Of course I'm very self conscious  about my neighbors, but so far, only the kid on top points this way with his laser pointer.  I want to get one of those bright lights and point it at him when he looks this way.  He is probably 8 or 10.  His brother is a big football fan.  Every time there's a game he waves his huge flag out the window.  Their mother is very much into doing laundry.  Oh well, regular life, like everywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And here are a couple of pictures I took tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R2hpYy2ZVTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/x0LJsdnnwpc/s1600-h/100_0590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R2hpYy2ZVTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/x0LJsdnnwpc/s200/100_0590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145478448958494002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R2ho2y2ZVSI/AAAAAAAAATs/XDvvWumtURk/s1600-h/100_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R2ho2y2ZVSI/AAAAAAAAATs/XDvvWumtURk/s200/100_0582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145477864842941730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Spain tomorrow, so I don't know if I'll be able to post from there.  Perhaps is possible, but not sure.  In any case, have a wonderful time,and happy holidays or whatever it is that you do during this time of the year.  I'll be waiting for Santa with my nephews!  Hasta la vista, baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-43742713367793604?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/43742713367793604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=43742713367793604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/43742713367793604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/43742713367793604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/12/right-across-street.html' title='Right across the street'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R2hnMi2ZVQI/AAAAAAAAATc/wVAAwULUbeg/s72-c/100_0539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-4501524218341397415</id><published>2007-12-13T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T21:04:29.570-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>No more GF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't worry, I'm OK with my girlfriend! But from now on, my GF will be known only as "girlfriend".  Turns out that she likes to lurk around my blog, and didn't like me using the short version.  Her reason: "Sounds military!"&lt;br /&gt;I totally blame this to my American influence, where everything tends to be short and "easier".  I remember for example the first time I heard A.S.A.P.  It was a little weird but I understood right away the urgency of spelling it instead of saying "as soon as possible".&lt;br /&gt;Then when I started to work, I found so many initials when referring to the things and the people we worked with, that it took me a while to get into the "lingo".&lt;br /&gt;Of course with the use of computers and chat, the amount of "short" phrases are... too many to remember, but  the ones I used more are: LOL and  brb.  The rest, I write them out.  After all is not an SMS.&lt;br /&gt;For my girlfriend, chatting is an impossible activity.  She gets stressed out because she has to type fast, and she needs to think of the answer she wants to write.  She actually told me that many times when we were chatting across continents, she would write by hand first and then type what she wrote on paper.  Now we don't chat anymore, but she is a computer savvy who lurks around and makes observations about those little details.  So, my dear girlfriend, you got it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-4501524218341397415?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/4501524218341397415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=4501524218341397415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/4501524218341397415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/4501524218341397415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-more-gf.html' title='No more GF!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-8165581319692931515</id><published>2007-12-06T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T21:08:14.020-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos with my camera'/><title type='text'>Christmas time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R1iAuFc7TZI/AAAAAAAAARU/k4t6KYLzHd0/s1600-h/100_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R1iAuFc7TZI/AAAAAAAAARU/k4t6KYLzHd0/s320/100_0477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141000503869263250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today I finally went around with the bike to take pictures of some Christmas lights.  But before I went to the Kudam, I stopped by the store to buy something to dye my  hair.  So, since Christmas is so close and all, I decided to dye my hair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;red,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; yes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;flaming red!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; The kind of red that Santa Claus wears!  Crazy? maybe!  but it is not the first time or the worst thing I've done, so I'm OK with that.  (I wanted to dye my hair green, but my GF gave me a really negative answer to that, threatening with not seeing me while green head! )  So, red it is!&lt;br /&gt;The first step is to bleach my hair which is naturally dark brown, and the red can actually be more bright.  I just finished bleaching, and since it is the first time I've done it in a very long time, now my hair is the color of straw...  that yellowish/white with some orange kind of straw.  Tomorrow I'll go to get a haircut and there I'll dye my hair red.&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing, is that when the color wears out, then my hair becomes rather pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are some pictures from the Christmas decorations around Kudam, which is a very popular shopping area for visitors and locals alike.  Not exactly a cheap area to go shopping.  It would be more or less like Fifth Ave. in New York City.  They have this little Christmas market that I plan to visit in the following days.  Then I'll post more pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R1iF01c7TcI/AAAAAAAAARs/JclXZlCVMRo/s1600-h/100_0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R1iF01c7TcI/AAAAAAAAARs/JclXZlCVMRo/s320/100_0485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141006117391519170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R1iHAlc7TdI/AAAAAAAAAR0/7xxiJBWDAQg/s1600-h/100_0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R1iHAlc7TdI/AAAAAAAAAR0/7xxiJBWDAQg/s320/100_0494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141007418766609874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R1iC31c7TbI/AAAAAAAAARk/OYXj3U5kIxg/s1600-h/100_0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R1iC31c7TbI/AAAAAAAAARk/OYXj3U5kIxg/s320/100_0501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141002870396243378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-8165581319692931515?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/8165581319692931515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=8165581319692931515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/8165581319692931515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/8165581319692931515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-time.html' title='Christmas time'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R1iAuFc7TZI/AAAAAAAAARU/k4t6KYLzHd0/s72-c/100_0477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-5508509115129888731</id><published>2007-12-03T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T19:15:54.804-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain</title><content type='html'>The worst thing about having rain for the last 5 days, is that they give me the perfect excuse to procrastinate!  I am already an expert on leaving things to do for later, in another day, at another time.   I got also sick with a bad cold, and the increase on the "lazy" factor was so high, that I woder how am I going to deal with everything I actually have to do!&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of the time reading, doing research, watching TV, and basically drinking my cold away with juices and teas.  My house is such a mess!  But, instead of cleaning, here I am, updating my blog with probably the least creative posting ever!&lt;br /&gt;I am too lazy to even fix it.  And it is a testimony for myself.  To my invisible friends that read this page, I am sorry.  I wanted to write and post pictures about the Christmas lightings in Berlin, but I haven't been out and have no new pictures... maybe next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-5508509115129888731?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/5508509115129888731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=5508509115129888731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5508509115129888731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5508509115129888731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/12/rain.html' title='Rain'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-4881406808411845774</id><published>2007-11-24T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T21:08:14.021-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos with my camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Moonlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R0hgaX85IpI/AAAAAAAAARE/8zCKL_MUIrc/s1600-h/100_0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R0hgaX85IpI/AAAAAAAAARE/8zCKL_MUIrc/s200/100_0355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136461381238334098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The light was so bright, I thought it was a lamp outside my window. The problem is that there are no lamps on the fifth floor.   As amazing as it is not being full moon yet, I couldn't resist and took some pictures.  Technically I used low speed on the camera.  Tried different things except using the tripod.  So, here are some of the pix I took.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R0hf1385IoI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/IRbay9bpw84/s1600-h/100_0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R0hf1385IoI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/IRbay9bpw84/s320/100_0359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136460754173108866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digital cameras with all the possibilities of manual analog cameras are so much fun! I have it with me all the time, with extra rechargeable AA batteries and I use it almost everywhere.  If you are curious, it is a Kodak Z1275.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R0hhGX85IqI/AAAAAAAAARM/-pXMblRy6Kk/s1600-h/100_0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R0hhGX85IqI/AAAAAAAAARM/-pXMblRy6Kk/s320/100_0343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136462137152578210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are into experimenting with light, speed and ISO, this little  camera is the perfect one.  Another addiction:  I am now addicted to my digital camera!  How pathetic am I??  (Just hope that my old beautiful analog camera doesn't find out.  I feel unfaithful to her after all these years... Oh well!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-4881406808411845774?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/4881406808411845774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=4881406808411845774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/4881406808411845774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/4881406808411845774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/11/moonlight.html' title='Moonlight'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/R0hgaX85IpI/AAAAAAAAARE/8zCKL_MUIrc/s72-c/100_0355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-3192391411072059167</id><published>2007-11-20T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T14:28:11.295-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Life, only quieter</title><content type='html'>"Sometimes a good fantasy is better than a sad reality"&lt;br /&gt;To escape into the world of fantasies, or daydreaming, has become one of my favorite activities lately.  Life is good, but things have changed.  Most of the friends I know here in Berlin don't live here anymore.  So, they too like many others, have become long distance friends.  Fortunately they are not distant.  &lt;br /&gt;And then, I see that for every Euro I have to pay 1.48 US dollars... that totally makes me sad! I have to get back to the States, because I can't afford living here at this rate. &lt;br /&gt;The consequences are of course having a long distance relationship with my girlfriend, and it is something that I don't even want to think about!  Now I am doing the research again, on where to go when I go back.  So far and at the top of my list is Pittsburgh. Very affordable to live with roommates, fairly close to New York, and a lot of cultural activity, at least on paper.  &lt;br /&gt;Of course everything could be different!  Something might happen that would change my destiny, that would avoid the move back, something that would open up a different window for me.   &lt;br /&gt;In the meantime I keep reading and sometimes writing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-3192391411072059167?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/3192391411072059167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=3192391411072059167' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/3192391411072059167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/3192391411072059167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/11/life-only-quieter.html' title='Life, only quieter'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-6703532707566197377</id><published>2007-11-14T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T21:08:14.022-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos with my camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>My Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rzufu36CXsI/AAAAAAAAAQU/XNpjOovA0ls/s1600-h/100_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rzufu36CXsI/AAAAAAAAAQU/XNpjOovA0ls/s200/100_0234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132871827948986050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my age, which I am not going to disclose at such a public place, birthdays come by so fast, that I can hardly take them into account! Some times I even have to think hard of the year I was born, and then remember my real age! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;As we've been doing for the last 4 years, I went out for dinner with my GF. We had a great time at an Argentinian restaurant where the steak is superb!  This time was rather quiet, just the two of us, very intimate and fun!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a gift I got a book published in French, with photos of women that are just getting out of bed. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RzugkX6CXtI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ZU4-xA5I-bI/s1600-h/100_0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RzugkX6CXtI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ZU4-xA5I-bI/s200/100_0248.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132872747071987410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many of them are very famous... they look so good even at that moment of the day! Two of my favorite women are in the book: Emma Thompson and Demi Moore.   &lt;br /&gt;And I also got a very cozy blanquet, perfect to use in winter while watching TV on the sofa.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about how my life has change with my GF in it!  She helps me see everything under a different perspective, savoring every moment, enjoying each other's company and having a blast with the simplest things.   I can't imagine my life without her!  It is so great to be in love!  Today I feel very fortunate to have her with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-6703532707566197377?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/6703532707566197377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=6703532707566197377' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6703532707566197377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6703532707566197377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rzufu36CXsI/AAAAAAAAAQU/XNpjOovA0ls/s72-c/100_0234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-4459287820448502662</id><published>2007-11-12T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T21:08:14.023-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos with my camera'/><title type='text'>First Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rzi9zcZGEOI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bIAoDCloBdM/s1600-h/100_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rzi9zcZGEOI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bIAoDCloBdM/s200/100_0232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132060466881106146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live on the top flor of the building.  Not exactly the luxury Pent House that some people might think.  Rather, the very small apartment in between two bigger units.  Saturday afternoon, there we were in bed, watching a movie.  The light from the sun was showing through the curtains, looked like a nice beautiful day.  Then, when the movie was ending, all of a sudden I see that the sun disappeared.  Perhaps 20 minutes later, we open the curtain and we see it is snowing! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rzi-0sZGEPI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Ioz2O1DatAg/s1600-h/100_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rzi-0sZGEPI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Ioz2O1DatAg/s200/100_0228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132061587867570418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in a place where snow was a thing of the very high mountains in The Andes.   The rest of the country, pretty much 28 Celsius all year 'round.  So, even though I've lived the last 18 years in places where winter is really a change in the weather, I still get all happy to see the first snow of the season.  I enjoy to touch it, feel the cold and even open my mouth when the snow hits my face.  Yes, I do feel like a kid when  its snowing.  I was hoping I could do some snowballs to throw, but unfortunately it was more ice than snow.  It looked good though... But in matter of minutes it was all gone. Berlin has a thing with rain.  The snow is something we don't see accumulating very often. The temperatures are not low enough most of the time, so me mostly get rain.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RzjFq8ZGEQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2GxOCrClxh8/s1600-h/100_0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RzjFq8ZGEQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2GxOCrClxh8/s320/100_0224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132069116945240322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most incredible thing was that, while it was still snowing on one side, the other side was showing a clear sky above the clouds... really a very nice view.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-4459287820448502662?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/4459287820448502662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=4459287820448502662' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/4459287820448502662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/4459287820448502662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-snow.html' title='First Snow'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rzi9zcZGEOI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bIAoDCloBdM/s72-c/100_0232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-4287756249056271212</id><published>2007-11-06T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T21:08:14.023-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos with my camera'/><title type='text'>Hello, my name is Sally and I'm an addict</title><content type='html'>I know I am weak! I have an addictive personality.  I can get addicted to so many things at the same time.  So, today I decided to admit publicly that yes, I am addicted to the following things:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RzECJaAmvKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/sVhOVaqVcQs/s1600-h/100_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RzECJaAmvKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/sVhOVaqVcQs/s320/100_0141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129883811175644322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coke, Trendy Lemon, Sushi, Grey's Anatomy transcripts (I only have the second season on DVD so I read the rest of them online &lt;a href="http://www.twiztv.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;), Desperate Housewives transcripts, AfterEllen.com, Scribegrrrl recaps of Bad Girls on Afterellen.com, And also the recaps of the terrible shows that they put in there.  &lt;br /&gt;I am addicted to a bunch of blogs, they are all in my Blogrol.  I read the Obituaries every day.  I play pogo.com everytime I'm on the phone. I talk on the phone for hours. I like to watch "Wissen" on German TV (documentary about how things are made). I've seen these series over and over: The Sopranos, Sex and the City, Queer as Folk, The L Word.&lt;br /&gt;I am getting addicted to Weeds (The TV series, not marihuana).  &lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to taking hot baths, drinking hot chocolate, eating Tamarindo, playing the slots machines at casinos, going out on the bike, taking pictures with my new camera, reading Mafalda, reading old postcards from my girlfriend.  &lt;br /&gt;I am addicted to the smell of my girlfriend's pillow, conversations until very late at night, apple with cheese, powder milk, and talking with my nephews.  There is no particular order in my addicitions.  And the picture, is from my favorite Sushi restaurant here in Berlin.  When my friends came to visit, that's what we order for us 4.   No, I didn't eat the whole thing by myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-4287756249056271212?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/4287756249056271212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=4287756249056271212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/4287756249056271212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/4287756249056271212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-my-name-is-sally-and-im-addict.html' title='Hello, my name is Sally and I&apos;m an addict'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RzECJaAmvKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/sVhOVaqVcQs/s72-c/100_0141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-8162348226532371704</id><published>2007-11-01T12:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T12:21:42.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Business</title><content type='html'>It was Halloween and I am amazed how much the kids in this building are into it! When I came to Berlin for the first time, Halloween was nowhere to be seen.  Nobody really cared about it, and that was not even something to consider for a celebration... I think only one gay bar had a Halloween Party, and it was not about dressing up.  But now, it has developed into a little party that is growing every year.  They sell candy, but not the US Halloween candy... just regular Haribo candy.  Kids are dressing up, and most annoying of all, ringing my bell because they think I have candy for them!  I am an American but sorry, I don't have candy.  And much less when the dollar is so low against the Euro!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-8162348226532371704?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/8162348226532371704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=8162348226532371704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/8162348226532371704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/8162348226532371704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween-business.html' title='Halloween Business'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-6984852533781777614</id><published>2007-10-29T12:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T13:41:04.260-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambling'/><title type='text'>"I never met a lesbian before"</title><content type='html'>I had two friends visiting Berlin for few days and they stayed with me.  We had a great time, even though my body is so tired of all the activities that typical tourists do: we went everywhere! On top of that, the last two days we did some touring with the bicycles, so they experienced how's Berlin on a bike.  I know Carol for at least 26 years.  I met Jane recently at Carol's house.  They are both straight, with partners, but very independent women.  They know what they want and go for it.  Talking with Jane, she said that she never met a lesbian before.  I told her that I was sure she knew them, but didn't know they were lesbians.  They both live in Venezuela, a country where being gay is something that it's still taboo, and it is even more for women.  The lesbians there would hardly come out of the closet, and are experts at hiding it.  Jane even assumed that just going to a gay/lesbian bar would automatically mean that they have come out of the closet.  Can you imagine??&lt;br /&gt;I was there, and I know that many people that go to bars are still very much in the closet! They have this undergrownd network where  everyone is very aware and like to keep things secretly.  &lt;br /&gt;As for the last activity before they went back home, we went to a lesbian bar.  At the door, they were a little scared, thinking that women would start touching them or telling them things.  But then they realized that it was just people that went there dancing, have a drink or two and have a good time above all. I guess they learned a bit more about how it is the life of a lesbian.  They met my girlfriend, we talked about many things, and I know they had a good time here.&lt;br /&gt;I think it is important to come out just because of visibility.  When people that know you for the longest time, suddenly know that you are a homosexual, very seldom would reject you.  I had a friend who after I came out she stopped talking to me altogether.  Another friend, said that she would ignore that aspect of my life but would treat me the same.  Of course for me that was the end of the friendship we had.  But my real friends have been very supportive, they accepted me and my girlfriend, and they know that what is important is that I'm happy, and I am still the same person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-6984852533781777614?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/6984852533781777614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=6984852533781777614' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6984852533781777614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6984852533781777614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-never-met-lesbian-before.html' title='&quot;I never met a lesbian before&quot;'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-9178856479850121799</id><published>2007-10-17T08:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T08:57:23.976-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><title type='text'>I got this on an e-mail!</title><content type='html'>QUESTIONS THAT HAUNT ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you cry under water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How important does a person have to be before they are considered assassinated instead of just murdered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to "put your two cents in".. but it's only a "penny for your thoughts"? Where's that extra penny going to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you're in heaven, do you get stuck wearing the clothes you were buried in for eternity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does a round pizza come in a square box?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What disease did cured ham actually have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it that we put man on the moon before we figured out it would be a good idea to put wheels on luggage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that people say they "slept like a baby" when babies wake up like every two hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a deaf person has to go to court, is it still called a hearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you IN a movie, but you're ON TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people pay to go up tall buildings and then put money in binoculars to look at things on the ground?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do doctors leave the room while you change? They're going to see you naked anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is "bra" singular and "panties" plural?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do toasters always have a setting that burns the toast to a horrible crisp, which no decent human being would eat? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Jimmy cracks corn and no one cares, why is there a stupid song about him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can a hearse carrying a corpse drive in the carpool lane ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the professor on Gilligan's Island can make a radio out of a coconut, why can't he fix a hole in a boat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does Goofy stand erect while Pluto remains on all fours? They're both dogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Wile E. Coyote had enough money to buy all that ACME crap, why didn't he just buy dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from vegetables, what is baby oil made from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If electricity comes from electrons, does morality come from morons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the Alphabet song  and Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star have the same tune?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you just try singing the two songs above?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever notice that when you blow in a dog's face, he gets mad at you, but when you take him for a car ride, he sticks his head out the window?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-9178856479850121799?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/9178856479850121799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=9178856479850121799' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/9178856479850121799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/9178856479850121799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-got-this-on-e-mail.html' title='I got this on an e-mail!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-1931710152428095182</id><published>2007-10-14T19:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T21:08:14.024-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos with my camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlin'/><title type='text'>Out with the bike...</title><content type='html'>Today I took advantage of a wonderful day and went out with the bike.  I wanted to check out the Open Air Exhibit of Botero in Berlin.  Interesting and very crowded.  It was a little cold, but there were no clouds in the sky and it was so nice.  My depression is still there, like in the back burner, but I'm getting over it little by little.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures I took today with my new camera. By the way, my camera is a Kodak Easyshare Z1275.  It is great! And yes, I can take panoramic pictures with it.  I'm still experimenting and trying things every day, but so far I must say it was a pretty good investment.  Most of the pictures are from very typical Berlin sites.  &lt;br /&gt;The Brandenburg Gate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RxKnLNDKjbI/AAAAAAAAANs/TbYMRhluMkM/s1600-h/100_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RxKnLNDKjbI/AAAAAAAAANs/TbYMRhluMkM/s320/100_0088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121339537197010354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The Siegessäule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RxKn7dDKjcI/AAAAAAAAAN0/w4vO71KeX2s/s1600-h/100_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RxKn7dDKjcI/AAAAAAAAAN0/w4vO71KeX2s/s320/100_0075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121340366125698498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berlin's Cathedral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RxKpC9DKjdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/frjhADuOo8o/s1600-h/100_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RxKpC9DKjdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/frjhADuOo8o/s320/100_0081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121341594486345170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checkpoint Charlie.  This was the entrance control for the American sector when Berlin was divided by the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RxKqn9DKjeI/AAAAAAAAAOE/seNu-8dxhM0/s1600-h/100_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RxKqn9DKjeI/AAAAAAAAAOE/seNu-8dxhM0/s200/100_0018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121343329653132770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RxKrc9DKjfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ejTLr0N24n0/s1600-h/100_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RxKrc9DKjfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ejTLr0N24n0/s200/100_0019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121344240186199538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Television Tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RxKtNtDKjgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/1ZAq23jcoTc/s1600-h/100_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RxKtNtDKjgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/1ZAq23jcoTc/s320/100_0083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121346177216450050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-1931710152428095182?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/1931710152428095182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=1931710152428095182' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1931710152428095182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1931710152428095182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/10/out-with-bike.html' title='Out with the bike...'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RxKnLNDKjbI/AAAAAAAAANs/TbYMRhluMkM/s72-c/100_0088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-1149216053362613211</id><published>2007-10-11T15:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T21:08:14.025-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos with my camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlin'/><title type='text'>And then there's music!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rw6CCtDKjQI/AAAAAAAAAMk/qHJM7tePsQc/s1600-h/100_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rw6CCtDKjQI/AAAAAAAAAMk/qHJM7tePsQc/s400/100_0012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120172809331051778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I was happy as a clam, taking pictures with my new camera, and discovering new things to do with it. (Why are clams happy I don't know yet).  Then I got  disappointing news that actually got me depressed.  I felt bad, low, didn't feel like going out and taking more pictures.  My girlfriend came to cheer me up.  It worked for a while and then I was low again.  &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can do about the news, even though it was something I expected.  &lt;br /&gt;So today I decided to take action against depression and got myself imersed in another world:  I put on the headphones to listen to music.  I've been listening to everything! From Joni Mitchel to Shakira, to classical music and Christmas songs.  Yes, it was the "party shuffle" on the iTunes doing its job of really mixing things up.  &lt;br /&gt;To make a long story short,  music is definitely the language that speaks better to emotions.  At least for me.&lt;br /&gt;And now I feel so much better.  Only one thing, I just broke my laptop!!! The screen was not going back enough so I pushed and some piece of plastic jumped out of it!!!.  Apparently that's the only thing and it will not be a problem. At least I hope so! Well, here's the damage to my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rw6FUdDKjRI/AAAAAAAAAMs/KmdrxF-me94/s1600-h/100_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rw6FUdDKjRI/AAAAAAAAAMs/KmdrxF-me94/s400/100_0071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120176412808613138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a kid with a new toy with my new camera!  I find technology fascinating.  Oh, by the way, when using your digital camera to take "panoramic" pictures, just make sure there is nothing moving around, or you'll end up with a phantom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rw6GoNDKjSI/AAAAAAAAAM0/-BixrhXcQwE/s1600-h/100_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rw6GoNDKjSI/AAAAAAAAAM0/-BixrhXcQwE/s400/100_0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120177851622657314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-1149216053362613211?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/1149216053362613211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=1149216053362613211' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1149216053362613211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1149216053362613211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-then-theres-music.html' title='And then there&apos;s music!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rw6CCtDKjQI/AAAAAAAAAMk/qHJM7tePsQc/s72-c/100_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-3452116278310369005</id><published>2007-09-20T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T21:21:40.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn on your gaydars and tell me what you think!</title><content type='html'>Ok, there I was flipping channels and I found a game of the Women's World Cup.  It was Germany against Argentina I think.  Germany won by a huge margin, something like 11-0.  Anyway, they showed for a couple of seconds the trainer of the German Team, Silvia Neid.  I never saw her before, and for what I saw I was curious... just because she looked like the type of women I'm usually attracted to.  So, I went into the FIFA website and found a couple of pictures of her.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RvMZsTXumfI/AAAAAAAAAL0/F2GW87BYStY/s1600-h/silvia+nied.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RvMZsTXumfI/AAAAAAAAAL0/F2GW87BYStY/s320/silvia+nied.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112458250900380146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; On this one, she looks like a nice person,I find her very attractive,  a little too wrinkled for her age maybe, but she looks nice.  But then I saw a couple of more pictures and really got me thinking that Silvia might be a lesbian.  I mean, what are the chances of that happening??? like 100%??&lt;br /&gt;Am I too predisposed to think that women that are into sports and are coaches of a soccer team, are usually lesbians?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RvMaETXumgI/AAAAAAAAAL8/IqegqmGUOHY/s1600-h/silvia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RvMaETXumgI/AAAAAAAAAL8/IqegqmGUOHY/s320/silvia2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112458663217240578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RvMaYDXumhI/AAAAAAAAAME/UnP_VAlnf6k/s1600-h/silvia3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RvMaYDXumhI/AAAAAAAAAME/UnP_VAlnf6k/s320/silvia3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112459002519656978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to explain,  my "gaydar" is pretty good; very seldom I make mistakes when confronted with someone face to face. Sometimes on pictures I get the vibe too,  and on these pictures, well... you tell me!  What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;Is Silvia a lesbian? Is she out? Am I wrong?  Of course all your comments are welcome, and if you have any inside information please share it! I'm sure I'm not the only one curious about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-3452116278310369005?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/3452116278310369005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=3452116278310369005' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/3452116278310369005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/3452116278310369005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/09/turn-on-your-gaydars-and-tell-me-what.html' title='Turn on your gaydars and tell me what you think!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RvMZsTXumfI/AAAAAAAAAL0/F2GW87BYStY/s72-c/silvia+nied.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-3032078567271469025</id><published>2007-09-14T11:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T11:37:07.956-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambling'/><title type='text'>I'm ashamed!</title><content type='html'>When I started this blog, I thought I would write more often than I do.  My idea was to do some kind of a diary, or something like that.  But then I decided than unless I had something interesting to say, then why write?  &lt;br /&gt;So, in retrospect, the last 3 weeks have been pretty normal and not too exciting! I mean, I have fun with my sweety, I do whatever I have to do, I've watched more TV than usual, and today that the day is finally sunny and beautiful, here I am writing on the computer instead of biking around!  &lt;br /&gt;I haven't even felt like downloading the pictures I took on vacation.  I don't know if I can actually call this some sort of depression, but could it be?  Is not that I'm not active, but I'm just not motivated enough!&lt;br /&gt;There are few projects that I have in mind right now, I'm also waiting for the visit of a very good friend at the begining of next month.  But it bugs me that my concentration doesn't lasts as long as it used to be!&lt;br /&gt;And I find many things boring!  &lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm giving myself the chance to step up to the plate and be more active and motivated... starting monday! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I think I better go and enjoy the sun for a bit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-3032078567271469025?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/3032078567271469025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=3032078567271469025' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/3032078567271469025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/3032078567271469025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-ashamed.html' title='I&apos;m ashamed!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-5088948143806383811</id><published>2007-08-21T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T15:59:17.460-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambling'/><title type='text'>I'm Baack!... and so is Star Jones??</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm back in Berlin, still out of my schedule and sleeping all over with the jetlag from 6 hours behind, but enjoying home and trying to rest from my vacation.&lt;br /&gt;So far, I met my girlfriend and we had a great time talking about everything.   I've been "wasting" my time reading stuff on the Internet, and found that Star Jones, the only woman that was on The View that I couldn't stand at any moment and much less after she lost herself on weight, is back on TV with a show but not with a live audience.  I hope she does well, just because I don't want to wish anything bad to anybody, but she really sucks!!! I find her terribly fake and I'm sure her husband is gay! He looks gay!  I don't have anything against gay people marrying for convenience! I just can't stand her!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I miss Meredith on The View.  This is just one of those things that I miss the most living in Europe: American TV.  It is not the same to watch "House" in German or in Spanish.  Dubbing something is killing the intention of the writers and the audience misses the acting that comes with the original voice.  &lt;br /&gt;I don't have a problem dubbing animated movies, but I want my Desperate Housewives in English with subtitles!&lt;br /&gt;Berlin feels like summer, which is good!  I see the long sunsets and the huge clouds that were so different in the tropics, where I was for 3 weeks, and I can't but admire how different are things from one place to the other.  &lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the German documentaries, they are very interesting and entertaining. &lt;br /&gt;I still don't know what happened to Harry Potter on the last book.  But I guess I'll be reading the books, since my nephew got into them.  &lt;br /&gt;Oh! Now I'm hooked with the recaps of South of Nowhere on Afterellen.com.  How is it possible that a teenage drama grabs my attention so much, without me seeing any of the episodes??  I think I am too gay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-5088948143806383811?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/5088948143806383811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=5088948143806383811' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5088948143806383811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5088948143806383811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-baack-and-so-is-star-jones.html' title='I&apos;m Baack!... and so is Star Jones??'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-5018925599901527028</id><published>2007-08-09T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T11:20:40.307-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation time</title><content type='html'>I´m on vacation in Venezuela! The weather is fine, hot but rainy most days. There are many things happening, and I´m meeting friends every day, having a good time and enjoying life in the tropics for one more week, before I go back to Berlin.&lt;br /&gt;I´ll upload pictures as soon as I´m back. Ooops... gotta go! My friends just came to pick me up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-5018925599901527028?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/5018925599901527028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=5018925599901527028' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5018925599901527028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5018925599901527028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/08/vacation-time.html' title='Vacation time'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-7532426964195455601</id><published>2007-07-21T12:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T12:58:37.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Death of Harry Potter! (or my comments to Ms. Rowling)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RqIz1XSVTeI/AAAAAAAAALE/YZXgz4sSiiE/s1600-h/HPtitle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RqIz1XSVTeI/AAAAAAAAALE/YZXgz4sSiiE/s400/HPtitle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089687520759074274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is he the one that dies in the last book?  &lt;br /&gt;Who dies??&lt;br /&gt; Why would you want to end a story that has brought you more money than you ever thought possible, specially when you started writing the first book?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Ms Rowling, but since I am not actually a "Potter fan" (and I understand why they are not really called "Potter Heads") I don't have a problem speculating about what is going on with this book. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RqI4rHSVTfI/AAAAAAAAALM/tUOh4co2udY/s1600-h/HP7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RqI4rHSVTfI/AAAAAAAAALM/tUOh4co2udY/s400/HP7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089692842223554034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is definitely an incredible phenomena! The secrecy of your books is much better protected than the secrecy of confession by a catholic priest who likes gossip!&lt;br /&gt;I am one of those rare people who hasn't read any of the books or watched any of the movies. So I don't really care if he dies or if he continues to live.  I rather not get involved anymore with fictional characters... I'm still recovering from the death of Dana on "The L Word", not to mention my addiction to "Bad Girls", but at least they have something I can identify with!&lt;br /&gt;But I have to admit, Harry Potter has to have something.  I am sure they are great works, and I admire you deeply, Ms. Rowling! You have made a whole generation that is growing up surrounded by video games and computer games, to go and pick up a book... and actually read it to end!  Of course it doesn't hurt that there's Harry Potter merchandise, Harry Potter video games, and of course the most money making machine, the Harry Potter movies franchise!&lt;br /&gt;I saw the lines of kids in London waiting for midnight, so they could buy a copy of  your last installment of the famous boy with glasses.    I even saw a brief report about  how it was against Jewish law to open the stores and sell anything on the Sabbath (referring of course to the fact that the bookstores wanted to be open in Israel, so the fans could get their book on release day too!)&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any idea of the influence you have all over the world?  I guess you do.  One of my friends who I respect very much is planning a literary course based on the Harry Potter books!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RqI5D3SVTgI/AAAAAAAAALU/t4004B0gWRw/s1600-h/HP6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RqI5D3SVTgI/AAAAAAAAALU/t4004B0gWRw/s400/HP6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089693267425316354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to your "&lt;a href="http://www.jkrowling.com/en/thankyou.cfm"&gt;"official site"&lt;/a&gt; and I loved the design! You have endless pieces of used gum packs all over! I guess your dentist is a very happy guy too.  Is that a good example to set for your fans? Ruin your teeth chewing gum? &lt;br /&gt;I was also very happy to see what a mess you have in your desk, just like me! Only I still don't have any spiders crawling around! (not that I've seen any so far) &lt;br /&gt;So, since this weekend I've been bombarded with Harry Potter, I decided to just dedicate this post to him.  I thought of writing also about the Tour de France, but those guys have still one more week to go and there's plenty of time for me to comment on them. &lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering... are there any lesbians on the Harry Potter stories? I doubt it... it wouldn't be that popular! LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-7532426964195455601?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/7532426964195455601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=7532426964195455601' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7532426964195455601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7532426964195455601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/07/death-of-harry-potter-or-my-comments-to.html' title='The Death of Harry Potter! (or my comments to Ms. Rowling)'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RqIz1XSVTeI/AAAAAAAAALE/YZXgz4sSiiE/s72-c/HPtitle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-8663240578201726680</id><published>2007-07-14T16:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T17:42:11.521-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Gays are here to stay!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Today I'm in a good mood! The sun was shining, the warm weather is back in Berlin, the strawberry ice cream was delicious, and I decided to do a little collage with the few pictures I took when Berlin celebrated the Street Fair for Lesbians, Gays, Bisexuals and Transsexuals. How do you like it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RpkyR-5f8yI/AAAAAAAAAK8/kx_5jlipUVo/s1600-h/Gaycollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RpkyR-5f8yI/AAAAAAAAAK8/kx_5jlipUVo/s320/Gaycollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087152538615018274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I noticed that I didn't have any picture of lesbians! Shame on me!!! But we got there late, it was raining earlier, and we got together with other friends...  so, I basically forgot that I was with the camera and should have taken pictures.  Maybe next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The only sad thing I have to report, is that I had to give away the only plant that has been in my house since I moved here to Berlin.  The reason is because I'll be going away for almost a month, and also the fact that the poor plant was approaching a certain death under my care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I've never been good with plants. I don't have a green thumb (or any finger for that matter) I think they don't like me! I was doing exactly what everybody else does, but this plant was looking at me so sad!  So, I gave it to my neighbors.  They'll take care of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With kids and animals I am much better! They usually like me and we have a great time!  My nephews and the kids of my friends can testify for that.  And with animals, I'm also pretty good, even when I had to improvise a short funeral for a gold fish with my nephews.  They were convinced that "Hansom Face" had a happy life before flushing him down the toilette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;On other news, some of the candidates for the Democrat's nomination will be participating in a forum on gay issues.  That will be interesting to watch.  I have my doubts that they'll be that open and will say the things we are waiting for them to say, like their position on same sex marriage... we'll see.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My girlfriend is getting better every day, and that alone is the best news for me!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I was listening to Barbra Streisand, hence the title of this post.   Later !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-8663240578201726680?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/8663240578201726680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=8663240578201726680' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/8663240578201726680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/8663240578201726680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-gays-are-here-to-stay.html' title='Happy Gays are here to stay!!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RpkyR-5f8yI/AAAAAAAAAK8/kx_5jlipUVo/s72-c/Gaycollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-1889178311584769493</id><published>2007-07-06T10:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T10:25:06.415-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Optimistic'/><title type='text'>Rooting for the "underdog"... Paul Potts.</title><content type='html'>I am not one of those who watch TV shows where people go for competition to become singers or dancers.  Show's like America's Idol, in any version (I've seen the one in Spain and here in Germany) are really not my favorite.  I feel disappointed when people go there and they are really bad. It makes me feel uncomfortable.   But there are exceptions, and I know I missed most of them. &lt;br /&gt;I just watched one of those stories that moved me and almost made me cry.  Perhaps I'm too sensitive today, but I think it is really a great story.  Paul Potts is this guy that few weeks ago was a simple unknown cell phone salesman, and got his chance of showing that he got talent in "Britain's got talent". His audition was something amazing, and that's why I wanted to share it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i0dzZTPWrSM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i0dzZTPWrSM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing is that even  Simon Cowell was amazed!  &lt;br /&gt;This underdog story of success, makes me think that there is always an oportunity for a new begining, no matter what one has been through!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-1889178311584769493?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/1889178311584769493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=1889178311584769493' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1889178311584769493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1889178311584769493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/07/rooting-for-underdog-paul-potts.html' title='Rooting for the &quot;underdog&quot;... Paul Potts.'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-6074337114479732087</id><published>2007-07-01T18:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T18:38:08.512-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>"Hospital food sucks!"</title><content type='html'>I'm back in Berlin after 11 days sharing with my nephews in Spain.  It was a great visit.  Being with them is always fun, entertaining and I come back exhausted!  I was looking forward to come back so I could visit my girlfriend in the hospital.  She went through a very serious operation, but she is doing great! I went to visit her today, and we were talking about many things.  I brought her some Manchego Cheese from Spain, and Gummy Bears.  But I should have brought something else! She told me plain and simple that "Hospital food sucks!"  It made me laugh! We recently saw "Rain Man", and we laughed at Dustin Hoffman's character saying "K-Mart sucks!"&lt;br /&gt;That's when I thought... how many things I take for granted every day? From my health to those little details, like food that is apetizing, like a nice sunny day to celebrate a summer festivity, like a breeze of fresh air in a room that is probably too hot and uncomfortable?  Millions of things that I have and that I take for granted!&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short, and I want to enjoy every minute of it.  I want to be able to see everyday for what it is: a new unwrapped gift waiting for me to open it. filled with surprises, with new adventures, with new knowledge.  I know is easier to concentrate in the simple things, in the smaller things, and that way the bigger things will be a lot easier to take.&lt;br /&gt;With an "L" that is backwards made of staples, she is getting better every day, and it made me happy to hear her say that hospital food sucks!  Tomorrow, what about Sushi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rogsh9kAk2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/h7o1LtcRsAk/s1600-h/sushi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rogsh9kAk2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/h7o1LtcRsAk/s400/sushi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082361141460505442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-6074337114479732087?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/6074337114479732087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=6074337114479732087' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6074337114479732087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6074337114479732087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/07/hospital-food-sucks.html' title='&quot;Hospital food sucks!&quot;'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rogsh9kAk2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/h7o1LtcRsAk/s72-c/sushi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-2797040736978886626</id><published>2007-06-22T02:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T02:16:58.151-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesbian issues'/><title type='text'>Gay Pride</title><content type='html'>I´ve been gay for a long time, but only for the last 12 years or so I´ve been more open. Last weekend in Berlin, there was a Street Fair dedicated to Gays and Lesbians. It was pretty crowded like always, and I got the chance to meet people that basically I only see once a year! We got together with friends, and walked around a little. I took some pictures and I´ll post them later when I get back to Berlin. Today is practically impossible because I can´t dump them into this computer. So, I owe you those pictures!&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is the "Christopher Street Day" in Berlin. There will be a parade to celebrate Gay Pride; people will fill up the streets. There will be the gay supporters, the closeted, the out and proud, and of course the curious passer by that can´t take their eyes of those beautiful men that are walking around with such tight and sexy outfits it makes it impossible not to look! The good thing about Berlin, is that being naked is allowed, and there will be also many people walking around completely naked. The bad thing, is that many of them don´t have such great bodies...&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I will not be there this year to show you some pictures, but I´ll try to get some from my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I´ve been to many parades! Loved the ones in New York City! Now I reached the point in my life that is not so important to go and march and be "out and proud". Being a lesbian on my everyday life, is perhaps the best I can do, even when I can´t be that out and proud!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Gay Pride Month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-2797040736978886626?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/2797040736978886626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=2797040736978886626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/2797040736978886626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/2797040736978886626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/06/gay-pride.html' title='Gay Pride'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-1857505800943967564</id><published>2007-06-22T01:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T01:59:56.048-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Spain for few days...</title><content type='html'>One of those things that I planned in advance because is cheap! So, I am in Barcelona for few days, enjoying my time with two of the smartest people I know. One is five years old, the other one is seven! They are very much into dinosaurs, pirates, and japanese cartoons. They also show their love with hugs and kisses, and constantly ask what some word means. I´m crazy about them, they are crazy about me. Every time we get together is party time! They trust that I will protect them no matter what, and trust my better judgement for some situations. They are learning English, but they are also fluent in Catalonian and are Spanish speakers. Their eyes light up with every single little gift that I bring them, no matter how little or cheap or whatever. It matters that their favorite aunt brought it. They are the love of my life. Such intense feeling, so unconditional, so incredibly deep since the first moment I had them in my arms... I can only imagine what a mother feels!&lt;br /&gt;I love being an aunt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-1857505800943967564?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/1857505800943967564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=1857505800943967564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1857505800943967564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1857505800943967564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/06/spain-for-few-days.html' title='Spain for few days...'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-105944913804899945</id><published>2007-06-12T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T21:00:16.174-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot women'/><title type='text'>What is it about WOMEN??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rm87b4C6WFI/AAAAAAAAAKk/0RiUs1tF9KA/s1600-h/Hotties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rm87b4C6WFI/AAAAAAAAAKk/0RiUs1tF9KA/s400/Hotties.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075340655156942930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, lets observe for a moment.  There is something very special about the women in the picture.  &lt;br /&gt;What is it?&lt;br /&gt;Is it their eyes? Their lips? Their hair?  Their soft skin? Perhaps their smile? What is it that makes them beautiful, interesting, sexy?&lt;br /&gt;There are a million things I like  about women! If I make a review of all the women I've been attracted to my whole life, and the women that I've been involved with, I have to come to the same conclusion every time.  They all have in common that they are smart women.  Some much more than others!  But that was basically what attracted me to them.&lt;br /&gt;To me that's the sexiest part of a woman: her brain!  Of course I love to look at a beautiful face, but just looking when there's nothing more, gets boring after a while.&lt;br /&gt;These few women I chose, were part of the  Hot 100 women from AfterEllen.com.  For the regular straight man, maybe many of these women are not even desirable! But I don't really care about that!  &lt;br /&gt;I think every woman has something special, not only these women in the pictures.  I'm talking about every woman I know.  They are all a combination of beauty, intelligence, determination and strength.  They are the pillars of the Earth, the softness of the clouds, the strength of the sea, the freedom of the birds, the love of mothers, daughters, sisters, friends, lovers, partners.  &lt;br /&gt;To all the women I know, and all the women that have been in my life at one point or another, I dedicate this post.  Specially to you, my dearest...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-105944913804899945?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/105944913804899945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=105944913804899945' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/105944913804899945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/105944913804899945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-is-it-about-women.html' title='What is it about WOMEN??'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rm87b4C6WFI/AAAAAAAAAKk/0RiUs1tF9KA/s72-c/Hotties.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-3753296093855451326</id><published>2007-06-08T11:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T11:26:11.299-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot women'/><title type='text'>What is HOT for lesbians!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rmlz54C6WDI/AAAAAAAAAKU/pE0JzLPGaZg/s1600-h/AE.com.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rmlz54C6WDI/AAAAAAAAAKU/pE0JzLPGaZg/s400/AE.com.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073713893343909938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a lesbian that is fairly often online, you probably saw it already.  It is the &lt;a href="http://www.afterellen.com/people/2007/6/hotlist"&gt;AfterEllen.com HOT 100 list.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Many lesbians voted to choose who they thought was the HOT women they like.  All of the ones I chose are in the list except for my number one, Julia Roberts (but it's OK, I don't have a problem! I'm happy I don't have to share her!)&lt;br /&gt;But if you are not a lesbian, you should check it out!  &lt;br /&gt;You'll see that the list is filled with sexy, smart, accomplished, strong women  that not every other person might even consider HOT.  I think it is an interesting look at what WE think makes a woman desirable. ( WE= the lesbians that gather on the net in a fantastic site)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-3753296093855451326?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/3753296093855451326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=3753296093855451326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/3753296093855451326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/3753296093855451326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-is-hot-for-lesbians.html' title='What is HOT for lesbians!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rmlz54C6WDI/AAAAAAAAAKU/pE0JzLPGaZg/s72-c/AE.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-1515074227172830274</id><published>2007-06-02T18:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T18:58:51.252-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlin'/><title type='text'>KARVENAL DER KULTUREN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RmHyiR3DjnI/AAAAAAAAAJc/vyDQvZWRxqw/s1600-h/CARC1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RmHyiR3DjnI/AAAAAAAAAJc/vyDQvZWRxqw/s400/CARC1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071601326119685746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week Berlin had the Carnival of the Cultures of the World.  Interesting festival that lasted 4 days.  These pictures were taken on Sunday, the day they had the Parade.  There's a little of everything, and for everybody!  The best is the food you can find all over.  The bad thing: The weather! It rained every day! But many people went anyway!  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RmHy-R3DjoI/AAAAAAAAAJk/L80qYLZcKhA/s1600-h/CARC5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RmHy-R3DjoI/AAAAAAAAAJk/L80qYLZcKhA/s400/CARC5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071601807156022914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RmHy-h3DjpI/AAAAAAAAAJs/G5TAmjZA-H4/s1600-h/CARC2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RmHy-h3DjpI/AAAAAAAAAJs/G5TAmjZA-H4/s400/CARC2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071601811450990226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RmHzlx3DjrI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/SQ3OnwMpteE/s1600-h/CARC4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RmHzlx3DjrI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/SQ3OnwMpteE/s400/CARC4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071602485760855730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RmH0Th3DjtI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IxU4MspnlDI/s1600-h/CARC3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RmH0Th3DjtI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IxU4MspnlDI/s400/CARC3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071603271739870930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RmH0GR3DjsI/AAAAAAAAAKE/q4ZcXtGzIfA/s1600-h/CARC6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RmH0GR3DjsI/AAAAAAAAAKE/q4ZcXtGzIfA/s400/CARC6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071603044106604226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-1515074227172830274?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/1515074227172830274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=1515074227172830274' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1515074227172830274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1515074227172830274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/06/karvenal-der-kulturen.html' title='KARVENAL DER KULTUREN'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RmHyiR3DjnI/AAAAAAAAAJc/vyDQvZWRxqw/s72-c/CARC1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-3525812401510658497</id><published>2007-05-29T09:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T10:33:19.085-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesbian issues'/><title type='text'>Easy Dating for lesbians...?</title><content type='html'>I was just talking to a friend about dating.  She insists that she rather spend her days off at home, instead of  going out on a date with someone that she doesn't know, just so she can feel she is dating.  That made me think of the time I was on the "dating scene".  &lt;br /&gt;My first girlfriend was a very dear friend.  We were friends before, we are still best friends.  It was nice because it was a discovery of how wonderful was to kiss a woman!  But our love was a long distance thing.  We only spent 6 weeks together on vacation, and that was ok.  &lt;br /&gt;Then, I realized that I might be a lesbian after all. So I started getting on the chat rooms in AOL, finding people to talk to.  I met a woman in 2 different rooms and that's how we started to talk with each other.  Yes, my first real lesbian relationship experience was with someone I met on the internet!  We lived very far away, but we met, and then  we did our best to meet at least once every 2 or 3 months.  The phone bill was huge! But at least all those points went into my frequent flier program!  We were together for 3 years.  She moved in with me after a year and a half, and within 6 months, I knew we wouldn't last.  So, we were over but still living together, when I met someone that became my obsession!  I fell for that woman like for nobody before.  It was too much!  I was crazy about her! But she didn't care for me at all!  &lt;br /&gt;I was in such bad shape that I decided I had to take her out of my system, and then it was my time for dating!&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know, dating for lesbians is not that easy.  If you are not into the bar scene (like me), it is rather difficult to meet people.  And if you meet someone who is part of a group, most likely everyone on that group has dated another group member at some point.  That simply makes me uncomfortable.  So, I did what technology has made easy: I got into the "lesbian personals" of a couple of websites and started meeting people.&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, there were not available those questionnaires where you can choose options of who are you, and what you are looking for. &lt;br /&gt;I wished I could've find ads with pictures like this, for example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RlwwQx3DjhI/AAAAAAAAAIs/NHxJv6QS-to/s1600-h/Dana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RlwwQx3DjhI/AAAAAAAAAIs/NHxJv6QS-to/s200/Dana.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069980345332633106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Hello! I'm just coming out of the closet, and even though I belong to a group of beautiful rich  women, I would love to meet that someone special who can teach me the simple things in life.  I love Tennis, I have a great cat who is practically my husband, and I have few friends that you might be interested in!  Of course keep in mind that this would be only an imaginary relationship, because as you might figure out, I'm not a lesbian, but I play one on TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rlwwph3DjiI/AAAAAAAAAI0/TkkVlJDxbWE/s1600-h/Julia-green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rlwwph3DjiI/AAAAAAAAAI0/TkkVlJDxbWE/s200/Julia-green.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069980770534395426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I've been through so many relationships with my leading men, I know 'real love' has to be somewhere. I want  someone real that can understand me and love me for who I am, and not for who I play.  I've made many mistakes, from cutting my hair too short, to marrying a Lovit that only lasted a while.  I was even dumped once.  I see doubles in my future, but I would like to try something different for a chance!  Are you the one that will help me find my true self?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have volunteered with either one of them! (come on, dreaming is free today!)&lt;br /&gt; Back then, AOL had a section where women would place ads and other women would answer.  &lt;br /&gt;I discover I was actually "hitting" some special people with my writings.   I had so many answers!!  It was great. &lt;br /&gt;I met people with whom I had an immediate connection, we had a great time.  We wanted to see each other again, but not in a romantic way...  I am fortunate enough that I'm still friends with some great women I met through that dating section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some adventures, mostly one nighters.  I had also some nightmares!  It was interesting, but it got to a point where I decided that I couldn't do it anymore! I remember the last date I went on that time.  The woman was great looking, but after 20 minutes of conversation, I was there thinking I could've stayed home and clean my closets!  It was too much for me to go into a "blind date" with someone that made me feel I wasted my time.   I stopped dating all together and just went out with friends.  My friends tried to set me up a couple of times, but nothing really happened. &lt;br /&gt;Dating was not easy.  It was fun sometimes, but not everytime.   It was only when I wasn't looking that I found the "almost perfect"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-3525812401510658497?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/3525812401510658497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=3525812401510658497' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/3525812401510658497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/3525812401510658497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/05/easy-dating-for-lesbians.html' title='Easy Dating for lesbians...?'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RlwwQx3DjhI/AAAAAAAAAIs/NHxJv6QS-to/s72-c/Dana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-32324525746805926</id><published>2007-05-22T21:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T21:34:58.041-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlin'/><title type='text'>My first impression of the Bear</title><content type='html'>The first time I came to Berlin for a longer stay, I found out that the animal that is the simbol of the city is the Bear. I thought: Wow, how cool is to have a bear as a simbol for the city! Of course, I was imagining a cute bear, like the Gay Grizzly from my older post, or even something like the cartoons of Goldy Locks and the 3 Bears, you know, something nice and cute, something like Disney could put on his animated classic movies.  Well, I was shocked when I saw the Berlin Flag: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RlOVRR3DjfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/wg5CzZl2h6U/s1600-h/berlinflag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RlOVRR3DjfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/wg5CzZl2h6U/s400/berlinflag.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067558129806577138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, this bear looks like the bears one has in nightmares! And then the nails on the bear are red! Is that blood? Because that bear really doesn't look THAT gay!   Is that the "Bear Hug" that tourist get when they come to Berlin?  Fortunately is only in the flag, and they use it for significant events, like for example the "Berlinale", one of the most important Film Festivals in the World.&lt;br /&gt;Berlin is far from agressive! It is a very welcoming city.  These past couple of days we've had wonderful weather.  I went to the Kolbe Museum today, and enjoyed very much the ambiance of the place besides the art.  Then, drove around Kreuzberg and it was great to see all those old buildings that still remain with such strengh.  Berlin has a fascinating history that is old, and at the same time, very new! This flag was adopted to represent ALL Berlin in 1990, right when the Re-unification of Germany.  I still remember watching that november on TV how people were on top of the Berlin Wall, and others opening more places to cross... I'm rediscovering this city... I have a love-hate relationship with Berlin.  I love it when the weather is like now, warm but fresh, no clouds.  I hate it when it rains every day and the sun doesn't shine for a whole week!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.  Tomorrow will be another day, and I hope the weather contributes with a hard day that is waiting for us.  Good Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-32324525746805926?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/32324525746805926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=32324525746805926' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/32324525746805926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/32324525746805926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-time-i-came-to-berlin-for-longer.html' title='My first impression of the Bear'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RlOVRR3DjfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/wg5CzZl2h6U/s72-c/berlinflag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-5586581620591179738</id><published>2007-05-17T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T22:24:40.702-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlin'/><title type='text'>The Gay Bear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rk0LBB3DjbI/AAAAAAAAAH8/x--ZOiZIqcY/s1600-h/gaybear.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rk0LBB3DjbI/AAAAAAAAAH8/x--ZOiZIqcY/s400/gaybear.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065717268168805810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found the Gay Grizzly! I know there was another one because I don't think the original actually had a "face" but here you can see it.  It is also in Nollendorf Platz, a very gay area in Berlin.&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the announced "Kissing Marathon"... but there was no such thing! I mean, at least we didn't see anything.  We were at Nollendorf Platz and perhaps they met and kissed and left, but we didn't see anything! I guess it was a little too cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rk0Ngh3DjdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZGI62oRF7OQ/s1600-h/kissing2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rk0Ngh3DjdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZGI62oRF7OQ/s200/kissing2.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065720008357940690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But we got together with a group of friends and I told two of them that I wanted a picture of kissing to put in my blog, so they did kiss... not before laughing few times! But that's what friends are for, so I can have a picture of two women kissing at a cafe.  &lt;br /&gt;The weather was nice enough, but it was too cold still, and raining at times.  Then I went with one of my best friends to play pool.  How come playing pool is such a "lesbian" activity?  In every lesbian bar that has some space, there is a pool table and a blackboard for people to write their names to take turns.  &lt;br /&gt;We were lucky.  The table was available, but it wasn't a lesbian bar anyway.  I saw a woman that was so incredibly drunk, I felt bad for her!  I guess she was having the time of her life!&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day.  I hope there are better weeks, but I know things will be hard and difficult.  Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-5586581620591179738?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/5586581620591179738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=5586581620591179738' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5586581620591179738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5586581620591179738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/05/gay-bear.html' title='The Gay Bear!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rk0LBB3DjbI/AAAAAAAAAH8/x--ZOiZIqcY/s72-c/gaybear.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-5352297111558796901</id><published>2007-05-14T20:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T20:36:57.841-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kissing marathon in Berlin!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RkkATJmO0HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/1T9U5Tr71G0/s1600-h/kissmarathon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RkkATJmO0HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/1T9U5Tr71G0/s400/kissmarathon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064579584948621426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 17th of May, there will be a Marathon of Kisses in Berlin, celebrating the &lt;b&gt;"International Day against Homophobia"&lt;/b&gt;.  There will be many places where people will gather and kiss (That's right, they'll get together at a certain place and time, and they will be kissing-  honestly I don't think they will be running and kissing!)&lt;br /&gt;Their slogan is "Protect Every Kiss" So they are inviting EVERYBODY gays, lesbians, straights, young and old, to just stop and kiss each other.  They also say to bring your Kissing partner with you, so, it is not like everyone is going to be kissing strangers!&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is that the last "kissing point" is Nollendorf Platz, which is my favorite place to go out for coffee, and its fairly close to my house.  The bad thing is that my Sweety will be working and wont be able to come.  But I'm planning on going and taking pictures.  Then I'll show them here.  &lt;br /&gt;So, for the people that stop by here everyonce in a while, go with your loved one any place in public and kiss each other!  Protect every kiss, and celebrate the International Day Against Homophobia!&lt;br /&gt;I think kissing is much better than any other demostration... don't you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-5352297111558796901?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/5352297111558796901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=5352297111558796901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5352297111558796901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5352297111558796901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/05/kissing-marathon-in-berlin.html' title='Kissing marathon in Berlin!!!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RkkATJmO0HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/1T9U5Tr71G0/s72-c/kissmarathon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-4670690225978427401</id><published>2007-05-10T01:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T02:14:33.206-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><title type='text'>Bad, BAD, BAAAD Addiction!!</title><content type='html'>I've spent the whole night up, reading and reading and reading... and laughing and feeling and all sorts of crazy things that have only made me accept the fact that I am a "Bad Girls" addict!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RkK0h5mO0CI/AAAAAAAAAHE/IQD32h8sZKA/s1600-h/badgirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RkK0h5mO0CI/AAAAAAAAAHE/IQD32h8sZKA/s400/badgirls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062807425607716898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The worse part is that I have NEVER seen the show! Now how pathetic is that?  I've been only reading the recaps of the show that I found in afterellen.com, and thanks to Scribegrrrl, (who by the way is the best recapper ever) I am addicted to  a women's prision drama I have never seen!  And I thought I was safe! But no, I just can't stop reading and getting more interested in this stuff.  I have laughed out loud like a maniac! Just sitting in front of my laptop, reading, laughing, emotional, having tingly feelings that were driving me nuts! (ok, maybe I am hormonal these days of the month, and the fact that my Sweety was not here made it worse!),  &lt;br /&gt;So, I've been reading I don't know how many episodes when I finally reach the scene where Nikki and Helen finally kissed.  Oh! how romantic was everything in my imagination! &lt;br /&gt;But wait!  Then I found another evil element of addiction... right there, at the end of the comments from the users about the episode, as if everything was just normal... there it was: a link to the clip in YouTube!  I am not into YouTube! (I wasn't until a couple of hours ago, after I saw so many clips related to Nikki and Helen) But now, I am addicted to that too.  I'm sure there has to be some kind of program for these kinds of addictions! &lt;br /&gt;I wanted to embed here one of the clips, but is not permitted.  Nonetheless, I've found a kinda corny video-clip with one of my favorite songs by Garth Brooks, and the images of Nikki and Helen.  So, here it is... Enjoy it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J4lV_47vr_4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J4lV_47vr_4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-4670690225978427401?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/4670690225978427401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=4670690225978427401' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/4670690225978427401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/4670690225978427401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/05/bad-bad-baaad-addiction.html' title='Bad, BAD, BAAAD Addiction!!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RkK0h5mO0CI/AAAAAAAAAHE/IQD32h8sZKA/s72-c/badgirls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-7468707497017774091</id><published>2007-05-07T20:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T20:51:48.475-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambling'/><title type='text'>The Diet Wars.</title><content type='html'>Today I was supposed to star on a diet.  But the day was ugly and rainy, so I decided that I better start tomorrow.  Yes, I am a procrastinator, but that is part of my charming personality.  Besides, I haven't decide yet what diet I'm going to follow. &lt;br /&gt;I thought of Atkins, since I love meat, but the problem is I love meat with bread, and with Atkins no bread is allowed.  &lt;br /&gt;Then I thought about the South Beach Diet, since it is basically the only book I've ever read about dieting ( a good friend sent it to me from Utah)... but I never actually finished it.  &lt;br /&gt;Some people say its better to eat one big meal just once a day, and the rest just little things and drinking water.  I'm not too sure about that.  I like the approach of 6 little meals a day, but then I am afraid that my  "little" is not exactly the  "little" that is suggested.&lt;br /&gt;I keep in mind that the combination of dieting and exercising should be the key to the effective weight loss process.  I love to go on the bike now that I have finally adjusted the new seat on it.  But it was raining so I couldn't go out either.  &lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking of all those programs I watched on TV while I had insomnia!  I remember the Susan Power's program... that woman with a very short white spiky hair that had so much energy on her it was disturbing!  And who can forget Richard Simmons!! Is he still around?  I remember Rosie O'Donnell saying that she would cry with Richard and his testimonials at 3 in the morning, while eating a bag of Cheetos and drinking Yoo-hoo.  As a matter of fact, I think I even have the tape of exercise somewhere, because  my ex-girlfriend bought it and left it in my house. I don't think she ever used it.&lt;br /&gt;Lately I even signed up for e-mail subscription of The Biggest Looser diets.  I wish I could've seen the show.  &lt;br /&gt;Looking in the internet, the amount of sites for e-diets and different programs is simply amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that there are millions of other weight loss systems in America.  Here in Germany people are not that fat, so it is not a big problem and there aren't any dieting programs on infomercials... at least I haven't seen any. &lt;br /&gt;This is like the Diet wars!  Only I'm the one fighting against all of them.  I hate to be on a diet, my temper gets bad and it could be even nasty.  There are people that just do it and even like it.   &lt;br /&gt;I remember my friends in the office, they were almost always on a diet! Once they offered me one of those rice cakes. When I saw it I thought: it looks like cardboard.  They said it was great. I smelled it and it smelled like cardboard. They said it tasted pretty good.  And what a surprise I had when I ate one of those rice cakes, and tasted like cardboard! Those are the things that make me be against all those diet foods!  But I know I should do it, I have to face it.  There is no escape to that.&lt;br /&gt;So, basically, I should start the diet tomorrow.  Or maybe the day after.  I don't know.  I'll think about it.  In the meantime, I'm just going to get a cookie from the kitchen.  Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-7468707497017774091?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/7468707497017774091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=7468707497017774091' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7468707497017774091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7468707497017774091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/05/diet-wars.html' title='The Diet Wars.'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-4433636045175117062</id><published>2007-05-06T11:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T10:57:58.273-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>10 years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rj32oJmO0BI/AAAAAAAAAG8/zEdaebPfb0o/s1600-h/lesbian.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rj32oJmO0BI/AAAAAAAAAG8/zEdaebPfb0o/s400/lesbian.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061472725865779218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly today, 10 years ago, I told my mom that I was gay.&lt;br /&gt;It all started few days before.  She was visiting me in New York, I was  living with my ex, and we were just friends. I went out with my mom for shopping, and wanted to get b ack home early, to watch the "Ellen" episode where she came out.  It was an incredible experience to watch Ellen say to Laura Dern: "I am gay".  &lt;br /&gt;Then, the 6th of May my mother finally asked me if my ex and I had a relationship. I said no, but if she was asking me if I was gay, the answer was YES.  &lt;br /&gt;She took it easier than I thought at that moment. So it was kind of a victory... later things would change, but that's another story!&lt;br /&gt;So, 10 years ago, I told my mom I was Gay! Oh, and by the way, it's not just a face... it's not a choice... it is who I am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-4433636045175117062?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/4433636045175117062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=4433636045175117062' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/4433636045175117062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/4433636045175117062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/05/10-years.html' title='10 years!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rj32oJmO0BI/AAAAAAAAAG8/zEdaebPfb0o/s72-c/lesbian.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-1684687514892012553</id><published>2007-05-05T16:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T16:54:17.589-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><title type='text'>50</title><content type='html'>I'm a sucker for everything related to "pop culture".  I've seen too much TV and too many movies to not be influenced by it, to not enjoy it.  &lt;br /&gt;This weekend I saw the special CNN did on the 50 years of Larry King in broadcasting.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RjzuWJmOz6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/7501ROv03yI/s1600-h/50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RjzuWJmOz6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/7501ROv03yI/s400/50.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061182145558400930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man has been very close to so many legends! I got the chance to watch the film of the white limos when Elvis died.  I was shocked  by the clip of Heather Mills taking her leg off! &lt;br /&gt;What would be like  to have a job like his? He has talked to presidents, politicians, athletes, actors, legends, and regular people.   He played himself in many movies, interviewing "fake" people as if they were real, also voiced the drag queen on "Shrek 2", not to mention he was kissed on the lips by Marlon Brando!&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I was not much of a fan of Larry King.  But since I moved to Berlin, his show is one of the few I watch frequently.  It keeps me in touch with whatever is happening, whoever is becoming famous.  Is like a concentrated portion of American pop culture that you can see almost from everywhere you go.  &lt;br /&gt;Maybe is something that comes with age, but I guess I would have never watch him when I was younger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-1684687514892012553?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/1684687514892012553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=1684687514892012553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1684687514892012553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1684687514892012553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/05/50.html' title='50'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RjzuWJmOz6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/7501ROv03yI/s72-c/50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-2342847438909039646</id><published>2007-05-02T10:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T10:43:46.015-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty pleasures?</title><content type='html'>-I like to sleep until late.  Still I know I don't sleep enough, because I never go to bed before 4 am.  &lt;br /&gt;-I prefer soda over coffee. Early in the morning, I rather a glass of chocolate milk.&lt;br /&gt;-I watch MTV more now than ever before. Pimp my Ride is one of my favorite shows.&lt;br /&gt;-I wear my headphones and listen to the same song over and over and over again.  But not all the songs are the same. The last song that I played 45 times straight was "Suddenly I see" by KT Tunstall.  And yes, I still like it.&lt;br /&gt;-I read Page Six only to keep up with the gossip in New York. &lt;br /&gt;-I read the Obituaries every day.&lt;br /&gt;-I enjoy pressing pimples.  The bigger and fatter, the better. I asked my parents for a doll full of pimples once. My mom said  that was disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;-I love "The Golden Girls". even in German.&lt;br /&gt;-I only read the "Home &amp; Garden" section of The New York Times.&lt;br /&gt;-I watch "American Chopper" every night, and since its not dubbed, I try to listen to the original dialog under the German voices.&lt;br /&gt;-I love bubble wrap. I enjoy breaking the bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;-I enjoy gay porn more than any other kind. Lesbian porn doesn't do anything for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day is beautiful and I should just get out of here instead of writing about the pleasures that make me feel guilty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-2342847438909039646?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/2342847438909039646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=2342847438909039646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/2342847438909039646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/2342847438909039646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/05/guilty-pleasures.html' title='Guilty pleasures?'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-1228424968606942980</id><published>2007-04-28T18:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T19:34:44.720-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movies, movies...Lesbian movies!</title><content type='html'>I've always been a big fan of the movies. Ever since I can remember. Some movies were so special at certain moments in  my life, that somehow made me think about what I was doing and subsequently make a drastic decision. &lt;br /&gt;There are the movies that make me laugh, make me cry, got me scared, and then... there are the "lesbian movies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RjPTQ5mOz3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Srwe9U7O2jE/s1600-h/movies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RjPTQ5mOz3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Srwe9U7O2jE/s400/movies1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058619093759741810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first movie that I saw way before I "became a lesbian" was "Entre Nous". If you haven't seen it, it is a fabulous story about two women that find each other after the war.  The daughter of one of the women is the director of the film. I liked the images, and yet I was very curious about the whole thing that was happening between the women! At that moment I was fighting very much against me being actually "that way".  &lt;br /&gt;Then in New York, I saw two movies that were an eye opener for me: "The Incredibly true adventures of 2 girls in love"  and "Go Fish". Honestly, on this last one I felt it was interesting to see this lesbian world, but basically I was bored with it. At least the girls were more entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;It was with my first serious girlfriend that I discover "Desert Hearts". That was a movie that really moved me! I was so into the whole story and the tension of the professor with the younger woman... It was like my fantasies coming true! (yes, I had a crush on one of my professors in College!)&lt;br /&gt;One of the most beautiful movies I've seen with a lesbian theme was "When night is falling". I loved the style, the sets, the color, the symbolism, the women...pretty much I loved everything.  &lt;br /&gt;And then, there are the foreign movies that I consider a must: "Fire", because it breaks with everything traditional within a very conservative Indian society.  "Aimée &amp; Jaguar" is a great love story set in WWII, filled with bravery and sadness, and it was shot in Berlin; and last but not least, "French Twist," a very funny story about an unusual threesome,  with Victoria Abril, one of my favorite Spaniard actresses.  There are many other movies with a Lesbian theme that I saw, and many that I want to see, a couple of Spanish movies are on my list.  Now I feel like watching "Entre Nous". Good thing I own the DVD.  Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RjPTl5mOz4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/cxUzJtmU7LA/s1600-h/movies2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RjPTl5mOz4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/cxUzJtmU7LA/s400/movies2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058619454536994690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-1228424968606942980?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/1228424968606942980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=1228424968606942980' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1228424968606942980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1228424968606942980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/04/movies-movieslesbian-movies.html' title='Movies, movies...Lesbian movies!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RjPTQ5mOz3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Srwe9U7O2jE/s72-c/movies1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-408094428657738279</id><published>2007-04-25T19:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T00:03:55.850-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>There is no such thing as Costumer Service!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Ri_3OZmOzuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3Z9r67pvXbw/s1600-h/Europe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Ri_3OZmOzuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3Z9r67pvXbw/s320/Europe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057532733321826018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Europe, the concept of "Customer Service" is not exactly the same as we are used to in the US.  Don't get me wrong, many things are great in Europe, but they still don't believe that crap of "the client is always right".  They KNOW they are doing YOU a favor, even if you are the one PAYING!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I noticed that, was many years ago, when I had a Venezuelan Passport.  &lt;br /&gt;I was traveling to Europe with a friend, and we were coming to Germany, France, Switzerland and Belgium.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Ri_3j5mOzvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/hcS7NSjMEtI/s1600-h/France.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Ri_3j5mOzvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/hcS7NSjMEtI/s320/France.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057533102689013490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the French Consulate in New York, since France was the only country that required  a visa.  In there, they asked me where I was traveling, and I told them.  Then, they insisted I should ask for the Visa for Germany since I was going to be there the longest.  But Germany didn't required Visa for Venezuelan tourists.  It took me a good 10 minutes to convince the woman that she was supposed to be the one giving me the visa.  And finally, after paying some $40 I got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Ri_32JmOzwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/OtUr-LH5Im4/s1600-h/Germany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Ri_32JmOzwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/OtUr-LH5Im4/s320/Germany.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057533416221626114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I moved to Germany I also discover that again, Customer Service was not the "strong" skill of many companies.&lt;br /&gt;For example in January, Deutsche Telecom called to offer me a special deal with my DSL, an upgrade that required a new router, plus free calls in Germany, all for just 1 more Euro a month.  So, I said yes.  Almost 3 weeks later, one day I didn't have  Internet access through DSL.  Since my best friend was experiencing the same,  I thought maybe it was a thing in Berlin.  It was a Wednesday.  Thursday, still no DSL. So I called Telecom.  And they said that it was because they switched me already to the improved DSL... but Oh! I haven't got the router yet!! And I need the internet, since I WORK on the internet! I was lucky enough that I could call the "English" line where, if you are lucky, someone that speaks English will answer.  So, they ordered my old connection re-connected, and I told them that I would call when I got the router. &lt;br /&gt;One week later, finally the router arrives.  I try to install it, follow all the instructions, follow everything and then... nothing! No connection was made.  In the meantime, my best friend had spent more than a week and a half without internet, because there was a problem with DSL that was provided by Telecom, but her Internet provider was AOL, and they could not help her, because AOL didn't have access to DSL, and Telecom would not help her because she was not a client for their Internet. And by the way, AOL is my internet provider and Telecom provides DSL.  &lt;br /&gt;So, I call Telecom, they were very patient, and the guy explained to me for over 20 minutes what I should do for the configuration, since I have a Mac and the instructions were for Windows... After 20 minutes he asked me for my client number, and I gave it to him.  He insisted he needed one that was different, which was my internet access client number.  When I told him AOL provided my Internet, the patient and nice guy became a completely different person! Oh, then I can't help you! You have to call AOL!  But it was Telecom offering me the new service!  I just knew there was only one solution: &lt;b&gt;CANCEL THE NEW CONTRACT AND RETURN THE ROUTER!&lt;/b&gt; (Which by the way, they offer for free on the phone and then sent me the bill for 58,49€!)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Ri_4H5mOzxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/n8kmB3Tgjmw/s1600-h/Spain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Ri_4H5mOzxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/n8kmB3Tgjmw/s320/Spain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057533721164304146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this week, I spent 5 days trying to get a reservation for 4 tickets from Barcelona to Caracas.  It was a complete and total nightmare!!! The Customer Service this time was in Spain.  They rejected my credit card twice, requesting a bank transfer instead.  I called the US to the Bank that issued my Card and asked what was the problem, and they said they have not received anything!  When I told the spaniard company that they can call collect and ask for authorization over the phone, they say: "I'm sorry but we are not used to do that". &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Ri_0qZmOztI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IURlnR94GwQ/s1600-h/GreenRoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Ri_0qZmOztI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IURlnR94GwQ/s320/GreenRoy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057529915823279826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After coordinating with many people I finally get them the transfer, and 2 hours after the transfer was made, they sent me an e-mail telling me that unfortunately my reservation was canceled, and I would have to make another reservation, which is now almost 400€ more!!  &lt;br /&gt;I felt I was becoming &lt;b&gt;THE HULK!&lt;/b&gt; I felt like my skin was green and I could break that woman's neck over the phone! But instead I had to be calmed and collected, because of course she might not be as "diligent" as she has been so far!  That was terrible!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry about ranting, but in cases like the ones above, I really miss the United States Customer Service, where the client is always right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-408094428657738279?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/408094428657738279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=408094428657738279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/408094428657738279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/408094428657738279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/04/there-is-no-such-thing-as-costumer.html' title='There is no such thing as Costumer Service!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Ri_3OZmOzuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3Z9r67pvXbw/s72-c/Europe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-7075927103603510495</id><published>2007-04-22T15:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T14:55:37.420-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Sunday's Rituals</title><content type='html'>When I was a kid, I remember I would look for the newspaper on Sundays to read the comics.  When my sister was able to read, we would "call" a reservation of the comics so one could read it first.  Kid's stuff!  Later on in life, there was a time when I would love Sunday mornings to read the newspaper while listening to Opera, which usually was "La Traviata" and "Carmen".&lt;br /&gt;After my father died, on Sundays my mom would go to the cemetery, and then we all go to have lunch together.  I would almost always ordered a French Onion soup, and that would make me take a nap in the afternoon. Then I'd go to the movies at night.&lt;br /&gt;When I lived in New York, Sunday brunch was a must, no matter with who, or where, but it became a tradition.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm living in Europe, Sundays are days that have only one thing constant for me: I read the &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/print/washpostmagazine/index.html"&gt;Washington Post Magazine.&lt;/a&gt;  I discovered it over the internet, one day that I was looking for something to read, and really enjoyed it.  One of the people I enjoy reading is Jeanne Marie Laskas. Some of her columns are hilarious! I also like the features they write about.  &lt;br /&gt;Why am I telling you this? Well, this week, Laskas wrote about &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/04/17/AR2007041701480.html"&gt;hair&lt;/a&gt;, and I found it very funny, since I was writing in here about hair too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-7075927103603510495?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/7075927103603510495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=7075927103603510495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7075927103603510495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7075927103603510495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/04/sundays-rituals.html' title='Sunday&apos;s Rituals'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-6317242215797555663</id><published>2007-04-20T03:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T04:42:11.445-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Some times, it is just a haircut!</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had one of those day when you feel like life is too much? Nothing goes the way you want! You felt like cereal for breakfast, and the milk went bad. You wanted to take the day off, and you get sick with nausea and can't even move from the bed. You wanted to open a can of peanuts, and the ring breaks when you try to pull it.  Or your cat vomits all over your CDs! &lt;br /&gt; Well, when you thought nothing was going to get better, you might take action, searching for a solution.  Of course, some solutions are not exactly the best... But then you realize that life can be so much better, and you know you'll just feel better if you had the perfect haircut! &lt;br /&gt;I know, this sounds superficial, but it is true for most women, straight, gay, femmes or butches.  A haircut can be THE defining act that will make you look at life under another perspective: the one from where YOU feel great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rihxqj4ymSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YNYtYWbIeNg/s1600-h/Britney+bald.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rihxqj4ymSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YNYtYWbIeNg/s320/Britney+bald.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055415557725264162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some times you think you know what can be best, but its not true.   Britney's haircut, need I say more?  Although I still think she doesn't look THAT bad! I don't think she is crazy because she shaved her head... I did it once too (and stayed in my house for 3 months until my hair grew!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rih0rD4ymTI/AAAAAAAAADY/DadDTgPqqsE/s1600-h/G+I+Jane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rih0rD4ymTI/AAAAAAAAADY/DadDTgPqqsE/s320/G+I+Jane.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055418864850082098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think for example of Demi Moore on "G.I. Jane" She had the hair, she had the skills, she was the one to be a G.I, but until the haircut, she could not really accomplish her goals.  I liked that movie, and strangely enough, I thought that scene when she shaves her hair was very sexy.  Maybe I am alone with this but its Ok. I know I can be weird sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rih1OD4ymUI/AAAAAAAAADg/IdA1TrRkpOM/s1600-h/Shakira+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rih1OD4ymUI/AAAAAAAAADg/IdA1TrRkpOM/s320/Shakira+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055419466145503554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have people like Shakira, for whom her hair is so much a part of her whole presence! If its' curly is great, if its straight is great. She looks great no matter what, even when her clothes are ripped, because she has a great body too. And by the way, have you seen the  video of Shakira and Beyoncé, "Beautiful Liar"?  They look so alike! I watched it few times and at points it is confusing! They look great together, almost like twins.  Great directorial job!  Sorry I digress.  &lt;br /&gt;Getting back to my original idea, a haircut can be what really changes everything! I bet you that millions of women in the 90's knew very well, that having THAT perfect look and hair, was the solution to their problems.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rih6lz4ymVI/AAAAAAAAADo/N-tS5SVWpF4/s1600-h/the+rachel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rih6lz4ymVI/AAAAAAAAADo/N-tS5SVWpF4/s320/the+rachel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055425371725535570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Remember "the Rachel"?    Maybe some of you are too young to remember,(in case you haven't seen it, just check out reruns of "Friends", or rent the DVDs) but I know many that tried to get it, got it and well, the result was not what they expected.  But just the idea of looking that great, was enough to already change the mood and see life under a different perspective.&lt;br /&gt;So, without further ado, I'm going to get a haircut today! Have a nice weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-6317242215797555663?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/6317242215797555663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=6317242215797555663' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6317242215797555663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6317242215797555663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/04/some-times-it-is-just-haircut.html' title='Some times, it is just a haircut!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rihxqj4ymSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/YNYtYWbIeNg/s72-c/Britney+bald.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-6602921371820988173</id><published>2007-04-17T11:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T01:43:49.295-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesbian issues'/><title type='text'>Gay Marriage at Disney: LEGAL!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RiTwVEaBABI/AAAAAAAAADI/04goExK2bzg/s1600-h/mickey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RiTwVEaBABI/AAAAAAAAADI/04goExK2bzg/s320/mickey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054428926567317522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disney Legalizes Same-Sex Unions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real social change doesn't come from Washington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse Walker | April 9, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Gay couples are now free to buy a Fairy Tale Wedding package at Disneyland, Disney World, or Disney's cruise ships, with "a ceremony setting befitting the dreams of a princess." The Disney properties have long allowed same-sex couples to tie the knot on the premises, but this is the first time those unions are being given official sanction. The Magic Kingdom has thus proved itself more progressive than the motherland, or as progressive as you can be while throwing around the word "fairy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reactions have ranged from the anti-gay activist Sonja Dalton's remark that this would be "a fantasy wedding indeed" to the gossip site TMZ.com's depressed discovery that homosexuals can be tacky too. (It's called camp, darlings.) But the most interesting fact here is just why Disney would change its policy. It wasn't because regulators ordered it to do so. If anything, the government has been increasingly unfriendly to gay unions, with multiple states passing laws refusing to recognize same-sex marriages. Nor was it pressure from activists, though The Advocate reports that "the change follows criticism from LGBT news outlets." (From the other side of the issue, the Southern Baptist Convention boycotted the Disney empire from 1997 to 2005 because of its "promotion of homosexuality.") It was the fact that two potential customers asked to purchase the service, and the company decided it had more to gain from saying yes than saying no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reason.com/news/show/119548.html"&gt;click title for full article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is great for all those people that actually want to get married, be it homosexual or heterosexual couples!  I support the Same-sex marriages, just because we are all citizens, and we all should have equal civil rights.  The religious organizations can do whatever they want, but the State is under the obligation to protect the civil rights of &lt;b&gt;ALL&lt;/b&gt; the citizens, and make sure they have &lt;b&gt;EQUAL RIGHTS&lt;/b&gt;.  So, if a couple wants to marry and enjoy the benefits of filing taxes, immigration, inheritance, adoption, and all those rights that are attached to the contract of marriage, why not make it a &lt;b&gt;LEGAL RIGHT for EVERY COUPLE&lt;/b&gt;? Most of the people that oppose gay marriage argue under religious reasons.  And the State should have NOTHING to do with the Church.  &lt;br /&gt;Personally, I don't believe in marriage.  But I will support every homosexual couple that wants to marry and its registered at Pottery Barns or any of those places!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-6602921371820988173?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.reason.com/news/show/119548.html' title='Gay Marriage at Disney: LEGAL!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/6602921371820988173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=6602921371820988173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6602921371820988173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6602921371820988173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/04/gay-marriage-at-disney-legal.html' title='Gay Marriage at Disney: LEGAL!!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RiTwVEaBABI/AAAAAAAAADI/04goExK2bzg/s72-c/mickey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-3269759263141524709</id><published>2007-04-14T14:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T15:22:24.782-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlin'/><title type='text'>Berlin, Berlin... Berlin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RiEj7UaA_7I/AAAAAAAAACY/BmlmTJZLd3Y/s1600-h/u-bahn.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RiEj7UaA_7I/AAAAAAAAACY/BmlmTJZLd3Y/s200/u-bahn.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053359758883487666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful day we had today.  I went out with the bike and met  my girlfriend at Nollendorf Platz, which is one of my favorite places in Berlin.  It is filled with people and cafes, and the atmosphere is relaxed in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RiElR0aA_8I/AAAAAAAAACg/m8Y85_GLf8I/s1600-h/eis.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RiElR0aA_8I/AAAAAAAAACg/m8Y85_GLf8I/s200/eis.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053361244942172098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There you can find people from all over, many gays since one street over is filled with gay bars, and is one of those places where you can sit at a cafe ans spend the afternoon just looking at people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RiEljUaA_9I/AAAAAAAAACo/fth-HObxHQ4/s1600-h/maibach.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RiEljUaA_9I/AAAAAAAAACo/fth-HObxHQ4/s200/maibach.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053361545589882834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Today in particular, since the weather was so nice, there were a lot of people on bicycles, people sitting outside in cafes and eating ice cream.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RiEl4UaA_-I/AAAAAAAAACw/C9PEtgbkDso/s1600-h/nun.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RiEl4UaA_-I/AAAAAAAAACw/C9PEtgbkDso/s200/nun.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053361906367135714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had delicious Korean food at a small but excellent little restaurant called "Rotari".  If you are around, you got to go there.  &lt;br /&gt;Days like today, make me love this city, because even the colors look different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RiEmjEaA__I/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZfmWAY_GmVg/s1600-h/bear.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RiEmjEaA__I/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZfmWAY_GmVg/s200/bear.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053362640806543346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and just to show you two typical things from Berlin:  There are a lot of Bears like this one here, all over the city.  There was one with the rainbow flag right in here, but they moved it and I don't know where it is.  Also, in Berlin, most of the taxis, are Mercedes Benz...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RiEmykaBAAI/AAAAAAAAADA/pSPBJMkntr0/s1600-h/taxi.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RiEmykaBAAI/AAAAAAAAADA/pSPBJMkntr0/s200/taxi.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053362907094515714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berlin is still to me a small town with a big city mentality.  I enjoy being here, and its such a cool place!  Of course when it is cloudy and rainy and the sun doesn't come out for a week, then I hate it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-3269759263141524709?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/3269759263141524709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=3269759263141524709' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/3269759263141524709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/3269759263141524709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/04/berlin-berlin-berlin.html' title='Berlin, Berlin... Berlin!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RiEj7UaA_7I/AAAAAAAAACY/BmlmTJZLd3Y/s72-c/u-bahn.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-6221598144215575823</id><published>2007-04-10T15:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T16:33:26.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesbian Celebrities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RhvqyUaA_4I/AAAAAAAAACA/aAcbU1HZnzQ/s1600-h/lesb-heart.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RhvqyUaA_4I/AAAAAAAAACA/aAcbU1HZnzQ/s200/lesb-heart.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051889557218328450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that people are obsessed with celebrities, or at least the media is, and they want to transfer those obsessive feelings to the public.  So, I was thinking, besides the already known lesbian celebrities like Ellen Degeneres, Rosie O'Donnell, Melissa Etheridge, Martina Navratilova, I would like to have some of those celebrities that the media is after, come out as lesbian.  I'm not saying they are, but wouldn't it be cool to have some of these women as lesbians?  Or at least as honorary lesbians because they are so cool (according to me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RhvsH0aA_5I/AAAAAAAAACI/B-Kj6FS7Bok/s1600-h/YES.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RhvsH0aA_5I/AAAAAAAAACI/B-Kj6FS7Bok/s200/YES.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051891026097143698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my "YES" list would be: &lt;b&gt; Reese Witherspoon, Angelina Jolie, Britney Spears, Beyoncé Knowles, Shakira, Jennifer Lopez, Salma Hayek, Alyssa Milano&lt;/b&gt; and of course my personal list of favorites, &lt;b&gt;Julia Roberts, Sandra Bullock, Hillary Clinton, Emma Thompson, Demi Moore,  Melina Kanakaredes, Mariska Hargitay, Joy Behar, Holland Taylor&lt;/b&gt; (Helena's mom on the L word, even though some say she is already one of us!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RhvvLEaA_6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/kAF4E5pYyuI/s1600-h/NO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RhvvLEaA_6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/kAF4E5pYyuI/s200/NO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051894380466601890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But I also have a list of people that I DO NOT want to be part of the lesbian community! I know, I shouldn't be so discriminating, but I don't think they would give us a good name.  We already are not exactly in the good side of many people, like the religious groups and such, so, we don't really need someone that will damage our image even more.  This is a very short list: &lt;b&gt; Paris Hilton, Paris Hilton, Paris Hilton, Star Jones&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course this is just wishful thinking on a slow night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-6221598144215575823?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/6221598144215575823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=6221598144215575823' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6221598144215575823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6221598144215575823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/04/lesbian-celebrities.html' title='Lesbian Celebrities'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RhvqyUaA_4I/AAAAAAAAACA/aAcbU1HZnzQ/s72-c/lesb-heart.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-6787356262314830525</id><published>2007-04-09T00:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T00:32:58.324-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Women to the back of the bus!</title><content type='html'>I was just watching CNN, and there was a report about 2 bus lines that have the route into central Jerusalem, where they cater to the orthodox Jewish people, and they have the women sitting in the back, while the men ride up front.  Not only that, I don't know for sure if the women could actually go in the front if there were no seats available in the back.  Apparently, only women accompanied by men that are relatives are allowed to sit next to them in the bus, Otherwise, they have to sit in the back.  One of the women interviewed said something that made me think: "To every religion, be it Jewish, Muslim or Christian, it is like 'open season' for women".&lt;br /&gt;I want to think that every religion should have their own practices and convictions, but like the women with the Taliban, and so many others that are abused in the name of cultural and religious practices, shouldn't it be a limit when there are human rights being violated?&lt;br /&gt;I feel I am so lucky! I am a woman and I'm free to write what I want, and do what I want and love who I want.  There are so many that die just because they don't have the right to go to a doctor, simply because they need to be accompanied by a male relative.  What would happen to us lesbians, if we don't have a "male relative"?&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe that those are practices that are current in today's world!&lt;br /&gt;There has to be something we can do about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-6787356262314830525?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/6787356262314830525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=6787356262314830525' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6787356262314830525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6787356262314830525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/04/women-to-back-of-bus.html' title='Women to the back of the bus!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-7115112705164479211</id><published>2007-04-06T14:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T01:42:26.222-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesbian issues'/><title type='text'>DISCRIMINATION: a nasty habit</title><content type='html'>I found this on the internet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lesbian Couple in Wyo. Denied Communion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apr 5, 01:22 PM EST&lt;br /&gt;By KATHLEEN MILLER - Associated Press Writer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GILLETTE, Wyo. (AP) -- Leah Vader and Lynne Huskinson, a lesbian couple who got married in Canada last August, sent a letter recently to their state legislator decrying a Wyoming bill that would deny recognition of same-sex marriages. The lawmaker read the letter on the floor of the Legislature.&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, the local paper interviewed the couple on Ash Wednesday and ran a story and pictures of them with ash on their foreheads, a mark of their Roman Catholic faith.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long after that that the couple received a notice from their parish church telling them they have been barred from receiving Communion.&lt;br /&gt;"If all this stuff hadn't hit the newspaper, it wouldn't have been any different than before - nobody would have known about it," said the couple's parish priest at St. Matthew's, the Rev. Cliff Jacobson. "The sin is one thing. It's a very different thing to go public with that sin."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.insightbb.com/story.aspx?doc=ONLINE/D8OAJT783.xml&amp;top=NEWS"&gt;Click the title for full story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The end of the article:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vader said the couple never made any secret of their relationship. She pointed to statuettes of two kissing Dutch girls in front of their single-wide trailer home. She also said that the couple posed for a church directory family photo with Vader's children from a previous marriage, and that the church has sent mail to both of them at the same address for years.&lt;br /&gt;Huskinson questioned why Catholics having premarital sex and using birth control are not barred from receiving Communion, too. But the parish priest said the difference is this: The other Catholics are "not going around broadcasting, `Hey I'm having sex outside of marriage' or `I'm using birth control.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up as a Catholic, and I do follow the philosophy of Jesus, but I just can't cope with a Chruch that is acting this way! I can't believe that this Church wants to make John Paul II a saint, when he was the most homophobic Pope in history! I can't believe that Hate is a family value, much less a Christian value. I can't believe when they tell us that GOD hates homosexuals, when according to them, GOD created each and EVERYONE of US.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am a &lt;b&gt;PROUD FORMER CATHOLIC&lt;/b&gt; simply because I know that Jesus Christ wouldn't have acted the way the Church is doing it.  &lt;br /&gt;And I know if we want a different future, we have to start teaching our children to accept and to not discriminate. Check out this videos on YouTube.  It is an experiment a teacher did with third graders, and there is a big lesson there.  Kids are what we teach them.  Let's stop discrimination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l0gUchvopOc&amp;mode=related&amp;search="&gt;A Class Divided, Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_OrDZmi-YkA&amp;mode=related&amp;search="&gt;A Class Divided Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Awgsg_iQ-No&amp;mode=related&amp;search="&gt;A Class Divided Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-7115112705164479211?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.insightbb.com/story.aspx?doc=ONLINE/D8OAJT783.xml&amp;top=NEWS' title='DISCRIMINATION: a nasty habit'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/7115112705164479211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=7115112705164479211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7115112705164479211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7115112705164479211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/04/discrimination-nasty-habit.html' title='DISCRIMINATION: a nasty habit'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-5004368106693503027</id><published>2007-04-04T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T22:51:37.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes a woman SEXY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RhRjGqEtTEI/AAAAAAAAAB4/DluOwhKrCxM/s1600-h/prettywoman.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RhRjGqEtTEI/AAAAAAAAAB4/DluOwhKrCxM/s200/prettywoman.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049770048213568578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost 4 in the morning, and I'm not sleepy at all.  So, I was thinking about sharing with you cyber visitors my ideas of what makes a woman sexy.  First, I feel that every woman I've been attracted to, was and probably still is very sexy.  My first serious crush was Julie Andrews playing Maria in "The Sound of Music". Yes, I know, not very innocent of me at 8 years old, but I just couldn't help it! By that time I also fell in love for the first time: my third grade teacher.  I always had the hots for older women! &lt;br /&gt;After that, I can't remember much.  I think I was not paying too much attention, since I was trying to be straight.  Years passed, I went to the University and it wasn't until my Masters degree that I actually came to face the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the movies and saw in a huge screen an incredible shot.  The movie, "Pretty Woman" and the object of my desires, Julia Roberts!  My heart stopped, I felt like melting, but then it was over, and I thought it was something brief, just a fleeting moment of crazy passion at the 3:15pm show.&lt;br /&gt;But life and Television had something else for me to digest.   Candice Bergen playing Murphy Brown was the woman of my dreams! Clever, funny, strong... I couldn't fake being straight anymore.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RhRh6aEtTDI/AAAAAAAAABw/_u9pwRYNp2w/s1600-h/stepmom.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RhRh6aEtTDI/AAAAAAAAABw/_u9pwRYNp2w/s200/stepmom.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049768738248543282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first "serious" girlfriend knew I had other loves that came freely into our bedroom:  Melina Kanakaredes in her underware walking around on a scene from "Providence", or Annette Bening in "The American President" and later on,  Mariska Hargitay, Meridith Vieira, Demi Moore... There was only one that was a constant, even in her worst moments, she was always my real love: Julia Roberts!  In "Stepmom" I really confirmed that she will always be for me the epitome of a Sexy Woman...  of course after my girlfriend! Good thing my girlfriend has this German mentality and doesn't have a problem if I have a one night thing with Julia... so, Julia, if you are reading this, please contact me! I promise you a night to remember!!!  OK, time to go to bed,  Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-5004368106693503027?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/5004368106693503027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=5004368106693503027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5004368106693503027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5004368106693503027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-makes-woman-sexy.html' title='What makes a woman SEXY?'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RhRjGqEtTEI/AAAAAAAAAB4/DluOwhKrCxM/s72-c/prettywoman.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-1258219276350322560</id><published>2007-04-02T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T13:01:46.585-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>Isn't she beautiful?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RhGvRCbzaBI/AAAAAAAAABY/6EA0mgatDv0/s1600-h/joconde.rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RhGvRCbzaBI/AAAAAAAAABY/6EA0mgatDv0/s320/joconde.rainbow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049009364505159698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is my favorite painting... with my personal touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I was thinking about beauty, I found a website where women (mostly) get to review beauty products.  For all you lipstick lesbians and women in general out there, the place is called beauty tricks, and their link is under "interesting links".&lt;br /&gt;http://www.beauty-tricks.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-1258219276350322560?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/1258219276350322560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=1258219276350322560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1258219276350322560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1258219276350322560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/04/isnt-she-beautiful.html' title='Isn&apos;t she beautiful?'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RhGvRCbzaBI/AAAAAAAAABY/6EA0mgatDv0/s72-c/joconde.rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-6154285522405501184</id><published>2007-04-02T15:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T17:11:59.016-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><title type='text'>Support women's sports! WNBA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RhFYkibzaAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7r48XPNbJZg/s1600-h/stars_800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RhFYkibzaAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7r48XPNbJZg/s200/stars_800x600.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048914042000992258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, this is so not like me! I am really not into sports, but I feel I should do my part of supporting the women that are in professional sports.  I was checking out the WNBA website, and found that the tickets to the games start at $10! That is pretty affordable to be in New York City! Of course I checked out the Liberty Team.  When I told my girlfriend this afternoon that I was actually writing about sports in my blog, her jaw dropped!  I am still laughing at her face!&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I've been experimenting with a great little software.  I'll show you all what I have done later on.  It would go faster, if I could understand all the commands! (The software is in German, and my German is very basic and rather limited)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-6154285522405501184?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/6154285522405501184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=6154285522405501184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6154285522405501184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6154285522405501184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/04/support-womens-sports-wnba.html' title='Support women&apos;s sports! WNBA'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RhFYkibzaAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7r48XPNbJZg/s72-c/stars_800x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-7132056082597625442</id><published>2007-03-31T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T14:40:06.441-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><title type='text'>Women's Tennis: a lesbian thing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rg6qHybzZ_I/AAAAAAAAABI/ykUastjq_v8/s1600-h/serena%27searring.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rg6qHybzZ_I/AAAAAAAAABI/ykUastjq_v8/s320/serena%27searring.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048159283103098866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am watching "live" the final of the WTA in Miami, between Serena Williams and Justine Henin. I am not really into sports. Going out on the bike is more of a transportation thing than a sport.  But I do watch a lot of them since Eurosport is one of the channels I have available. Well, my point is, most of my lesbian friends follow tennis.  One of my friends used to get the day off from work to attend the US, Open in New York. Of course there are many lesbians in the sport, real and fake (let's not forget the late Dana Fairbanks!) But who else follows this? Nobody I know that is straight is even interested in Tennis.  So, that's why I ask if Women's Tennis is more of a lesbian thing. I guess all the people that play the sport are also interested.  &lt;br /&gt;And by the way, I can't imagine that Serena Williams is comfortable playing with such big earrings! But aparently she is!  And she just won!  Congratlations! (maybe the earrings helped her)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-7132056082597625442?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/7132056082597625442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=7132056082597625442' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7132056082597625442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7132056082597625442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/03/womens-tennis-lesbian-thing.html' title='Women&apos;s Tennis: a lesbian thing?'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/Rg6qHybzZ_I/AAAAAAAAABI/ykUastjq_v8/s72-c/serena%27searring.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-6504192673550848885</id><published>2007-03-30T05:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T17:12:15.948-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comics'/><title type='text'>Another comic around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/kieratheran/apage.html"&gt;You Don't Say? by Rain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-6504192673550848885?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/6504192673550848885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=6504192673550848885' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6504192673550848885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6504192673550848885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/03/another-comic-around.html' title='Another comic around'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-5140021030148477085</id><published>2007-03-30T05:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T05:19:22.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Messing around with color</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RgzVcybzZ-I/AAAAAAAAABA/6cStWmfxCz0/s1600-h/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RgzVcybzZ-I/AAAAAAAAABA/6cStWmfxCz0/s320/rainbow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047643972926924770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a designer, but last night I couldn't sleep, so I tried a little painting software I found on my computer. This is what came out.  Today is a beautiful day, and I'm going out with a friend.  I'll take pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-5140021030148477085?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/5140021030148477085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=5140021030148477085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5140021030148477085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5140021030148477085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/03/messing-around-with-color.html' title='Messing around with color'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RgzVcybzZ-I/AAAAAAAAABA/6cStWmfxCz0/s72-c/rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-6309716455377754197</id><published>2007-03-29T07:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T05:10:58.174-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Other Languages, same meaning.</title><content type='html'>I wanted to have the title of my blog in as many languages as possible.  I found great help with the community of afterellen.com.  Here's what they gave me, and I'm giving them proper credit.   So, if you have another language to add or any commets, please feel free to leave a note!   Thank you everybody!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Russian&lt;/b&gt;.  Submited by:  longstocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Лезбиянка без границ&lt;/b&gt;     [lezbiyanka bez granits]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Danish&lt;/b&gt;.   Submitted by:  appleheart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Lesbiske uden grænser"&lt;/b&gt;    æ is pronouced somehow like ä&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;French&lt;/b&gt;  Submitted by: Morgane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;« Lesbienne sans frontière »&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESS-BEE-ENN&lt;br /&gt;SAN  (not SANNNN, but that sound doesn't exist in English)&lt;br /&gt;FRONT-EE-AIR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spanish&lt;/b&gt; Submitted by:  water-fly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"lesbiana sin fronteras"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[less bja na] stress on 'bia'&lt;br /&gt;[sin] pronounced like english "sin"&lt;br /&gt;[fron te ras] "e" like in english "test". Stress on 'te'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finnish&lt;/b&gt; Submitted by: nerocorvo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Lesbo ilman rajoja."&lt;/b&gt;  Lesspo i'llman rayoya.&lt;br /&gt;The Finnish r is rolled, and the vowels are pronounced very much like Spanish ones in most cases, though Finnish vowels are longer that in English or Spanish most of the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mandarin Chinese&lt;/b&gt;  Submitted by: TC .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"拉子無疆界"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拉子: la1 zi3 (it's actually more like a colloquial form or slang of lesbian in Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;無: wu2 (without)&lt;br /&gt;疆界: jiang1 jie4 (border)&lt;br /&gt;If you don't understand Mandarin pinyin, try this, "laji woo jangjay" (in English.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brasilian Portuguese&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by:  The Doom Merchant and Spice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Lésbicas Sem Fronteiras"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOSNIAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by:  Nejra &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;''Lezbejka bez granica''&lt;/b&gt;  and j is like y, it's sort of like russian....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Polish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by: Volkova84 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lesbijka bez granic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Italian&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submited by: valyushah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Lesbiche senza frontiere"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;German&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by:  Sandra &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lesbe ohne Grenzen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bahasa Indonesia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by:  abcdef &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lesbian tanpa batas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dutch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by: Mara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Lesbienne zonder grenzen"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tagalog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by: Girly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lesbiyanang walang hangganan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maltese&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by: Acidian &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lizbjani minghajr fruntieri&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thai&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by: subassoon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ทอม ไม่มีชายแดน&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom mai me chai dan (mai and chai rhyme with lie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another in &lt;b&gt;Thai&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by: Bowy &lt;br /&gt;The other one above isn't really correct. So, I'd like to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;เลสเบี้ยนไร้พรมแดน &lt;/b&gt;  lesbian rai praom dan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hebrew&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by: unitpurple &lt;br /&gt;לסבית ללא גבולות   ---&gt; Lesbit lelo gvulot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Greek&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by: not_acartoon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Λεσβίες χωρίς σύνορα&lt;/b&gt; (pronounced Lesvies horis sinora)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Basque&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by: babymari_ae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;mugarik gabeko lesbiana&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arabic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by: May &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;شاذات بلا حدود&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Lesbians Bla Hdood : (i'm terrible at arabic..but anyway...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Swedish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by: ikke &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lesbisk utan gränser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Welsh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by: SophieSt.Lucas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lesbiad heb cyffin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Japanese&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by: omega_800 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;境界のないレズビアン&lt;/b&gt; "kyoukai no nai lezubian"&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ボーダーのないレズビアン&lt;/b&gt; "border" no nai lezubian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Afrikaans&lt;/b&gt; (South African Dutch)&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by: mistjust &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lesbian sonder grense&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Irish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Leonharte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leispiach taobh amuigh de teorainn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An approximate pronunciation is:&lt;br /&gt;Lee-spee (as in 'speech') - ACK  Tay-v am-och de Tey-rain&lt;br /&gt;But it has been forever since I spoke the language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't mind some aussie humour:&lt;br /&gt;Aussie: No-holds barred Lezzo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vietnamese&lt;/b&gt; Submitted by vietles &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Đồng Tính Nữ Không Ranh Giới&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;đồng tính nữ (lesbian)&lt;br /&gt;không (without)&lt;br /&gt;ranh giới (frontier)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-6309716455377754197?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/6309716455377754197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=6309716455377754197' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6309716455377754197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/6309716455377754197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/03/other-languages-same-meaning.html' title='Other Languages, same meaning.'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-1166527247185866010</id><published>2007-03-28T08:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T08:40:46.320-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><title type='text'>The L Word</title><content type='html'>I finally read the recaps that Scribegrrrl wrote in afterellen.com.  I love her writing! She makes me laugh so much! You really should check her out.&lt;br /&gt;What happened to Jenny?  I don't know why, but this is a character I just can't stand! She went from crazy to more crazy, to power driven bitch... I'm glad they fired her from the movie! I guess this season was a little bit better than the last, for what I saw and I read.  Is there going to be a 5th season, and will someone live happily ever after? &lt;br /&gt; I miss Dana, she was my favorite!  &lt;br /&gt;Oh, and since I read the recaps, I am thinking seriously that flowers are not exactly the best gift!&lt;br /&gt;I only gave flowers once to a former girlfriend.  Never again.  &lt;br /&gt;Well, the day in Berlin is nice enough to go out on the bike, so, I'll do that now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-1166527247185866010?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/1166527247185866010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=1166527247185866010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1166527247185866010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1166527247185866010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/03/l-word.html' title='The L Word'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-5462639309091741403</id><published>2007-03-27T18:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T18:18:39.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another graphic for "Lesbian without borders"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RgmWct23HwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5_ZFBc3YiFw/s1600-h/lwoblogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RgmWct23HwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5_ZFBc3YiFw/s320/lwoblogo.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046730277535555330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cute graphic was done by Dona from GG2.  She is one of those great virtual friends that I found over a lesbian group that has been incredibly suportive in hard times.   Thank you Dona and thanks to everybody at GG2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-5462639309091741403?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/5462639309091741403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=5462639309091741403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5462639309091741403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5462639309091741403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/03/another-graphic-for-lesbian-without.html' title='Another graphic for &quot;Lesbian without borders&quot;'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RgmWct23HwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5_ZFBc3YiFw/s72-c/lwoblogo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-7950307361943240520</id><published>2007-03-26T16:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T18:06:11.143-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlin'/><title type='text'>The Gay Smart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RgmVHN23HvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EO7AeOUajS0/s1600-h/GaySmart.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RgmVHN23HvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EO7AeOUajS0/s320/GaySmart.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046728808656740082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was coming home and drove by a new store that sells only Smart cars.  They are very famous in Europe, very small and city friendly cars, since they take very little space for parking.  Well, right in the store there was a pink Smart with 2 Rainbow flags on its windshield. There were few Other Smarts there, many colors, each with a personality.  But the "Gay" Smart caught my attention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-7950307361943240520?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/7950307361943240520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=7950307361943240520' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7950307361943240520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7950307361943240520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/03/gay-smart.html' title='The Gay Smart.'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RgmVHN23HvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EO7AeOUajS0/s72-c/GaySmart.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-500691950508255476</id><published>2007-03-26T16:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T16:23:23.442-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlin'/><title type='text'>Out of shape</title><content type='html'>Today, for the first time in a long while I drove the bike to meet my girlfriend.  It was more or less 10 Kilometers, or a little over 6 miles.  And it really kicked me! I am so out of shape!  I remember when I got my bike brand new, I was biking all over, no matter if it was winter or summer.  And I was doing around 10 miles every day, (16-17 Kilometers) so I was in very good shape with the bike.  So, I have to get back into it, and take advantage of Berlin, since it is so flat and easy to go around on a bike.  Besides, people in general and drivers specially are aware of bikers, so I feel pretty safe in Berlin.&lt;br /&gt;If you are visiting Berlin, the best way to go around is to rent a bike.  The Deutsche Bahn has special bikes that one can rent and leave anywhere.  It is an interesting concept.  The bikes are in top condition, the registration is done online or by phone, and when you see a bike that is available, you can call the number and  rent it. &lt;br /&gt;If you want more info on this, check out their site, and choose the "English Summary" if you don't speak German. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.callabike-interaktiv.de/kundenbuchung/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-500691950508255476?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/500691950508255476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=500691950508255476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/500691950508255476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/500691950508255476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/03/out-of-shape.html' title='Out of shape'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-1323342604581458261</id><published>2007-03-25T12:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T12:59:27.567-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Dancing!</title><content type='html'>Last night I went out dancing with my girlfriend and another two friends.  We went to Serene, which is a bar here in Berlin that has Girl Dance parties every saturday.  Last night's DJ was pretty decent.  At that bar I discover the importance of the DJ! Once there was this DJ that was so bad! Almost nobody was dancing, and she could not mix music to save her life!&lt;br /&gt;So, yes, it is important to have a DJ that can "read" the crowd and play music that people would want to dance to.  &lt;br /&gt;Of course today I woke up feeling that smoke filled air in my throat, not to mention my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;I like it better when the place is a smoke free environment, but here in Berlin, they are still smoking.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy my girlfriend stopped smoking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-1323342604581458261?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/1323342604581458261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=1323342604581458261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1323342604581458261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/1323342604581458261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/03/out-dancing.html' title='Out Dancing!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-7892865547423905245</id><published>2007-03-23T10:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T11:22:33.582-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><title type='text'>TV shows</title><content type='html'>I only have a couple of TV channels in English here in Berlin: CNN and BBC.  The other channel I watch that has some English programming with German subtitles is MTV.  They are showing now "Flavor of Love" and I can't believe how incredibly tasteless is this show! All those women trying to get the attention of this guy!&lt;br /&gt;But I admit, it is like watching a car accident: I find it terrible but can't stop watching,&lt;br /&gt;When I was in New York a couple of weeks ago, I saw "I Love New York" on VH1, and couldn't do anything but laugh! It is bad, terrible!&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the documentaries that the German television has.  They are very interesting. I enjoy particularly the ones showing how they make something or how things work.&lt;br /&gt;I take watching shows in German like my German class, to improve my German skills. "Desperate Housewives" is not the same. Neither is "Sex and the City", and Tony Soprano without that italian accent from Jersey is so NOT him! I hate the dubbing to German!&lt;br /&gt;I also find interesting the lack of sensorship, so you can see full frontal nudity on public TV and it is absolutely normal.&lt;br /&gt;It is a cultural thing! Germans have no problem taking all their clothes off. &lt;br /&gt;In the summer, when you go around the Tiergarten, which is a park like Central Park in NY, people are sunbathing completely naked.  And it is the most normal thing!&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy seeing it, but I can't bring myself to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-7892865547423905245?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/7892865547423905245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=7892865547423905245' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7892865547423905245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7892865547423905245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/03/tv-shows.html' title='TV shows'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-5792382227252003063</id><published>2007-03-23T06:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T18:05:12.116-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comics'/><title type='text'>Lesbian comics</title><content type='html'>There is a comic on the web that I like very much.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had that kind  of comics when I was young! Maybe I would've  accepted myself sooner instead of trying to be straight.&lt;br /&gt;I knew I was different, but I had nowhere to turn and see that being a lesbian was actually not a terrible thing.  I was just different.&lt;br /&gt;So, I found this website, the comic is called Yu + Me.  I read the whole thing! It is fun, fresh, and the author is pretty talented.&lt;br /&gt;She is even getting it in a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://yume.comicgen.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-5792382227252003063?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/5792382227252003063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=5792382227252003063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5792382227252003063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/5792382227252003063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/03/lesbian-comics.html' title='Lesbian comics'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-8635484040544565329</id><published>2007-03-23T04:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T06:21:21.090-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Beautiful day!</title><content type='html'>The sun woke me up, and that is something rare. &lt;br /&gt;That makes me feel pretty good already. &lt;br /&gt;I was reading about the cancer relapse of John Edwards' wife.&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine how she feels, but I can't help but think that he will use this as a political element for his intentions in the run for the presidency.&lt;br /&gt;I will support Hillary.  I always liked her, and I really hope she gets a chance at it.&lt;br /&gt;I even sent her a message on her website, and it was great to receive an e-mail from her.&lt;br /&gt;(Of course I know it wasn't really her but her campaign using her name, but still, I have an e-mail from Hillary Clinton in my Hotmail inbox!)&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, as a New Yorker, I like Giuliani too...&lt;br /&gt;but being gay and republican is an oximoron!&lt;br /&gt;The same thing with being catholic and gay. An Oximoron.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I am a former catholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.hillaryclinton.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-8635484040544565329?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/8635484040544565329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=8635484040544565329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/8635484040544565329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/8635484040544565329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/03/beautiful-day.html' title='Beautiful day!'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-7239124179955413984</id><published>2007-03-22T16:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T22:05:29.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Idea of a graphic</title><content type='html'>I am thinking of a way to express this idea of being a Lesbian without borders.&lt;br /&gt;I have in mind a design, and I'll try to put it together.  Oh by the way, I'm not a designer!&lt;br /&gt;I am a writer basically.  I wanted something simple and easy, and this is what came out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RgnNHCbzZ8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/DI8dL9IJAu4/s1600-h/SmallLWB.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RgnNHCbzZ8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/DI8dL9IJAu4/s320/SmallLWB.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046790378241615810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-7239124179955413984?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/7239124179955413984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=7239124179955413984' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7239124179955413984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7239124179955413984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-is-my-idea-of-being-lesbian.html' title='Idea of a graphic'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3XfUaMetenE/RgnNHCbzZ8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/DI8dL9IJAu4/s72-c/SmallLWB.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-189177348183472826</id><published>2007-03-22T14:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T06:18:58.615-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><title type='text'>Spring rambling</title><content type='html'>I am in Berlin right now.  The weather sucks!&lt;br /&gt;Since I hate to go out on this weather, I've been reading&lt;br /&gt;the recaps of 'Work Out" on Afterellen.com.&lt;br /&gt;The people that do recaps there are so funny!&lt;br /&gt;Specially Scribegrrrl. I never miss 'the L word" recaps, since I can't see it in Berlin.&lt;br /&gt;There have been times where I've been sitting in front of the computer,&lt;br /&gt;laughing out loud like a maniac, with the comments that girl writes. &lt;br /&gt;I wanted to check out the Showtime website, but it says it is not available for people outside  USA.&lt;br /&gt;Life as a foreigner is not so easy.&lt;br /&gt;But at least I am close to my girlfriend, and everything is worth it! Even this bad weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link: http://www.afterellen.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-189177348183472826?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/189177348183472826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=189177348183472826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/189177348183472826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/189177348183472826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/03/spring-rambling.html' title='Spring rambling'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955277769863404773.post-7101430271042707583</id><published>2007-03-22T14:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T14:27:49.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First time</title><content type='html'>Hello there!  &lt;br /&gt;My name is Sally.&lt;br /&gt;I am a lesbian.  &lt;br /&gt;I might have opinions, points of view, some comments about many things, but basically, I am looking for a place that I can just publish what I am thinking.&lt;br /&gt;You might like it or not.  &lt;br /&gt;I hope you leave some comments here.  &lt;br /&gt;I would like it if you leave me a message and tell me where are you from, and what drove you to my blog.  &lt;br /&gt;Anyone can leave a comment: lesbians, gays, straights, transgender, transexuals, bisexual, heteroflexibles, sexually fluid, whites, blacks, reds, yellows, greens, democrats, republicans, believers, atheists, well, everybody is welcome.  &lt;br /&gt;Keep in touch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955277769863404773-7101430271042707583?l=lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/feeds/7101430271042707583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955277769863404773&amp;postID=7101430271042707583' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7101430271042707583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955277769863404773/posts/default/7101430271042707583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesbianwithoutborders.blogspot.com/2007/03/first-time.html' title='First time'/><author><name>Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06467656686374627023</uri><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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
