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	<title>The Mostly Unthrilling and Frankly Rather Bitter Adventures of Supersonic Jane</title>
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		<title>Hurting</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In May of last year, when Chris said he wanted a divorce, he said he probably wasn&#8217;t ever going to get remarried.  Even then I knew that wasn&#8217;t true, and I said so, because I knew he was incapable of being alone.  I don&#8217;t say that as a bad thing, necessarily, but more [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://supersonicjane.com/archives/2010/0311/1167</link>
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		<title>I&#8217;ve Been Replaced</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Had to go to Bedford tonight to go through the house and determine who&#8217;s keeping what.
In the course of going through the house, we came upon a girl&#8217;s sweater hanging in what used to be my closet, shampoo/conditioner for colored/treated hair in the master bath, long girl&#8217;s hair in the bathroom sink.
Chris said he had [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://supersonicjane.com/archives/2010/0309/1152</link>
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		<title>My Mother&#8217;s Movie Review of Formosa Betrayed</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;I got dizzy!  Wanted to throw up.  Good thing I brought medicine; I took some very fast.  I think Daddy felt sick too.  I think the movie was good, but I&#8217;m not sure.  FBI, too much action, got dizzy.  I guess we have to sit in the middle next [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://supersonicjane.com/archives/2010/0305/1150</link>
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		<title>Happy Anniversary</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Today would have been my 9th wedding anniversary.
I am generally happy with my life now, or as happy as I can be, given that my life was upended without warning and without any input from me.  I enjoy living alone and am mentally and physically stronger than I was.  I have better relationships [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://supersonicjane.com/archives/2010/0302/1148</link>
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		<title>Assholes</title>
		<description><![CDATA[On long airplane flights (long being anything over an hour and a half), I often (meaning, always) have to get up to use the bathroom.  
It’s not just my copious water drinking habits or my pea-sized bladder which make me get up so frequently, but also my deep and abiding paranoia of developing deep [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://supersonicjane.com/archives/2010/0225/1142</link>
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		<title>Conversation With the Nephew</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Where are we going?&#8221;
&#8220;We&#8217;re going home.&#8221;
&#8220;And what we do then?&#8221;
&#8220;Well, we can play cars, if you like.&#8221;
&#8220;I love you!&#8221;
&#8220;What?&#8221;
&#8220;I love you!&#8221;
&#8220;Wow&#8230;that&#8217;s great&#8230;.well, I love you too, what do you think about that?&#8221;
&#8220;Well, I love Spider-man, too.&#8221;
(His mother later explained, &#8220;He must really like you, because he really, really loves Spider-Man.&#8221;  She paused to consider [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://supersonicjane.com/archives/2010/0220/1138</link>
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		<title>Dating</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I mentioned I was dating again to my sisters, separately.  Their reactions:
Sister 1 (in hopeful tone):  Does this one read?
Sister 2 (in a resigned voice):  Is he non-Asian?
Me:  Yes, he&#8217;s half-Jewish.
Sister 2:  What!?
Me:  And half French.
Sister 2: Oh, he speaks French?
Me:  Yes.
Sister 2:  Oh, that&#8217;s OK then.
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		<link>http://supersonicjane.com/archives/2010/0219/1136</link>
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		<title>People I Hate At the Gym</title>
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Women who get on exercise bikes and apparently become so involved with what they&#8217;re reading that their legs barely move and the women don&#8217;t even break a sweat or look like they&#8217;re exerting themselves at all.  It&#8217;s a GYM, not a library.  And believe me, I&#8217;ve been to both enough times to know [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://supersonicjane.com/archives/2010/0212/1126</link>
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		<title>Miscommunication</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Hey, have you seen my Tupperware container of dog chicken?  I wanted to give the dogs a treat,&#8221; I said, peering into my parents&#8217; fridge.
&#8220;No,&#8221; said my father, his standard response to all questions.
&#8220;Tupperware?  No,&#8221; said my mother, who actually listens to questions.
&#8220;Well, it wasn&#8217;t exactly a Tupperware container&#8230;but one of those glass [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://supersonicjane.com/archives/2010/0205/1121</link>
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		<title>Conversation With Mother</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;You tell Chris he&#8217;ll never find anyone so good again,&#8221; my mother said.
&#8220;Why would I tell him that?&#8221;  I asked.  &#8220;Anyway, he can; it&#8217;s easy to get married to anyone these days.&#8221;
&#8220;No, I&#8217;m not talking about you, I mean me.  He&#8217;ll never find another mother-in-law as good as me!&#8221;
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		<link>http://supersonicjane.com/archives/2010/0203/1118</link>
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