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	<title>Human? Not Quite.</title>
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		<title>Meet my baby-shaped bubble of gas!</title>
		<description> Whoops! I've been a little late in coming in here and showing off the latest addition to our crazy family, but... After 5 years of contemplating, 41 weeks in the baking, and a 12+ hour labour, THE WORZEL can now be unveiled!

Born on 4 Feb, seven excruitatingly long days late, and ...</description>
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		<title>Two words: bowel cramps.</title>
		<description>Yeah, it was a false alarm. </description>
		<link>http://not-quite-human.net/index.php/2008/01/29/two-words-bowel-cramps/</link>
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		<title>Bungy-jumping with a fistful of spinal cord</title>
		<description>Have decided that now is a good time to renew layout, but in the midst of this I'm experiencing some of the worst pain I've ever had since giving birth to Char.

I think The Worzel is trying to kill me.

Periodically, someone in the household dares to ask if I'm in ...</description>
		<link>http://not-quite-human.net/index.php/2008/01/25/bungy-jumping-with-a-fistful-of-spinal-cord/</link>
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		<title>I&#8217;m a lazy sloth.  Oh and, we have a name!</title>
		<description>Yup, I'm still carting around this little Worzel inside me, and despite how much I've quacked on about hoping she'll come a tad early, I'm now keeping my fingers crossed that she'll hold off on arriving until after Monday.  I have plans to go to the pools on Monday.  The ...</description>
		<link>http://not-quite-human.net/index.php/2008/01/16/im-a-lazy-sloth-oh-and-we-have-a-name/</link>
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		<title>Urgh. Can&#8217;t SLEEEEEEP!!!</title>
		<description>It's 12am, hot and stuffy as hell and my feet are so swollen they feel like great puffy clubs. My feet are usually kinda long and bony, and my toes long and skinny. Now, even my ankle bones have well and truly disappeared and my toes are like chubs.

Meh. Pregnancy. I'm ...</description>
		<link>http://not-quite-human.net/index.php/2008/01/10/urgh-cant-sleeeeeep/</link>
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		<title>Get this child out of me already!</title>
		<description>We're a family who are fantastic for doing things at the last minute.  For months I've griped about getting The Worzel's room ready, and yet until a week ago we've done nothing much about it.  Up until a week ago, the spare room remained filled with Jarrod's speedway memorabilia and his ...</description>
		<link>http://not-quite-human.net/index.php/2008/01/08/get-this-child-out-of-me-already/</link>
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		<title>Teenagers scare the living shit out of me.</title>
		<description>...Especially my own.

Tonight Jarrod has taken Char to see her first concert, which is My Chemical Romance, and I'm sitting here all alone - except for the company of several cats and a fridge that is DRIVING ME UP THE WALL WITH IT'S SANITY-SHATTERING DRONE. AAARRGH!  Dear gods, between the ...</description>
		<link>http://not-quite-human.net/index.php/2007/12/06/teenagers-scare-the-living-shit-out-of-me/</link>
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		<title>Corpses, whiteware, and blackbird pie.</title>
		<description>Gosh, I'm so full of exciting news, I could wet my pants.
First up, about that rotting carcass... A couple of staff members had to fish it out of the skip and stick it in a wheelie recycle bin to try and stifle the stench until the police could turn up ...</description>
		<link>http://not-quite-human.net/index.php/2007/12/04/corpses-whiteware-and-blackbird-pie/</link>
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		<title>Any excuse for a day off&#8230;</title>
		<description>Something dead has been dumped in our cardboard skip at work.  It's in a black rubbish bag.  No one quite has the guts to get close enough and find out what it is.  Myself included.  Of course it's unlikely to be anything much more than a dog someone couldn't be ...</description>
		<link>http://not-quite-human.net/index.php/2007/11/28/any-excuse-for-a-day-off/</link>
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		<title>Gordan Ramsey eat your heart out</title>
		<description>There is a bird outside in the willow tree that keeps whistling the first line of the Barbie Girl song.  Honestly, I thought I was deluded too, until J asked me tonight, 'have you heard that bloody bird whistling Barbie Girl?'

Least it's no longer whistling the beep my washing machine makes ...</description>
		<link>http://not-quite-human.net/index.php/2007/11/24/gordan-ramsey-eat-your-heart-out/</link>
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