<?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-32511451</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:23:32.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The_Rantz_of_LiFe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rants-o-life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32511451/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rants-o-life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RaNtZ of LiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02089393801359932119</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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32511451.post-115567071171626455</id><published>2006-08-15T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T12:41:44.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A question of intelligence</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;* I do not doubt human intelligence, but the ability to use it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;* Looking at life&amp;nbsp;I remember a few things, especially the day I lost my memory of the past.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;* Suicide was an option, but considering them the easiest one&amp;nbsp;I found was marriage the difficult one was commitment.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;* It takes a few moments to kill joy in life, only if you aim at him real good.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;* A man has many vices&amp;nbsp;in his&amp;nbsp;closet&amp;nbsp;, one of them&amp;nbsp;may be&amp;nbsp;his marriage picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32511451-115567071171626455?l=rants-o-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rants-o-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115567071171626455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32511451&amp;postID=115567071171626455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32511451/posts/default/115567071171626455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32511451/posts/default/115567071171626455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rants-o-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/question-of-intelligence.html' title='A question of intelligence'/><author><name>RaNtZ of LiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02089393801359932119</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-32511451.post-115565889632390315</id><published>2006-08-15T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T12:44:30.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rules Of Getting There.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Tips for a surefire successful corporate ladder ascent.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1) Practice yoga:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Especially the bending asanas. It helps ease the back ache as you will have to bend to the management all the time, then there are your so called colleagues who will try to screw you. Lady employees who will sleep around the bosses and cause misery for you by bitching about you to him/her.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2) Practice bitching:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Take some training from women. hone the ability of bitching as this&amp;nbsp;is an&amp;nbsp;efficient mechanism to torture the boss to get rid of anyone who gets in your way or promotion. Lady employees are serious winners in this arena. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32511451-115565889632390315?l=rants-o-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rants-o-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115565889632390315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32511451&amp;postID=115565889632390315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32511451/posts/default/115565889632390315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32511451/posts/default/115565889632390315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rants-o-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/rules-of-getting-there.html' title='The Rules Of Getting There.'/><author><name>RaNtZ of LiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02089393801359932119</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-32511451.post-115556816355668155</id><published>2006-08-14T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T08:09:23.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Complexified:</title><content type='html'>1) Managers:&lt;br /&gt;Overheard loud: The manager wants to talk to you:&lt;br /&gt;You : (Groan) now what.&lt;br /&gt;He is to facilitate better working, it literally means that down the annals of the management above him shit fell on his head and he wants to vent it out on someone.&lt;br /&gt;He is your friend like Brutus to Ceaser, like Afzalkhan was to Shivaji, like terrorists are to innocent civilians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well like all policies that a company abides by are to prove that what you did was morally and socially wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32511451-115556816355668155?l=rants-o-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rants-o-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115556816355668155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32511451&amp;postID=115556816355668155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32511451/posts/default/115556816355668155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32511451/posts/default/115556816355668155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rants-o-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-complexified.html' title='Life Complexified:'/><author><name>RaNtZ of LiFe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02089393801359932119</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></feed>
