<?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-2694855</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:29:11.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerdy Girl Network</title><subtitle type='html'>In a world where geeks reign supreme, the nerds are left in the shadows. Never you fear, we shall prevail!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nerdygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2694855/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdygirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17053072164878438832</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>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2694855.post-2694933</id><published>2001-03-08T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-03-08T14:49:25.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcome to the Nerdy Girl Network. We'll start this off right with a picture of the Nerdy Girl of the Day: Daria O'Neill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bigredhair.com/work/PaulArt/portfoliopix/50ftDaria.tn.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was first introduced to Daria in August of the year 2000. I had just moved to Portland and had settled into a night of watching "Blind Date" on the WB. I went to get a generic soda from the fridge during a commercial break, and when I walked into the room, she was on the screen, taunting me. Never have I seen a weather girl like Daria O'Neill.&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, she decided to pursue her radio career and they replaced her with some cookie who always wears tight sweaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I MISS YOU, DARIA&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2694855-2694933?l=nerdygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2694855/posts/default/2694933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2694855/posts/default/2694933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nerdygirl.blogspot.com/2001_03_04_archive.html#2694933' title=''/><author><name>Aimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17053072164878438832</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></entry></feed>
