<?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-5260273</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:36:06.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Incompetent Advice</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm 30 years old, divorced, underemployed, I live alone with one extremely neglected houseplant, and I've had more breakups than Liz Taylor and more jobs than someone twice my age. Do you really want my advice? If so, email slstamey@hotmail.com.

Disclaimer: I am not qualified to dispense advice. The only degree of any kind I hold is in journalism, which only qualifies me for good grammar and poor income prospects. Whatever happens afterwards is your lookout.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompetentadvice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5260273/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompetentadvice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16089796721473561446</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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5260273.post-396307054386481419</id><published>2007-05-14T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T14:22:02.538-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Incompetent...(which is hilarious, you are anything but..)Your URL was saved in the dropdown menu + slow day, here =....No drama, sorry. But, I digress.......had an interesting conversation after tennis the other day. One of our group &amp; his girlfriend is having a baby. Excitement all around! And, of course, the question was put to me..."why don't you have a girlfriend?" To which I replied, I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompetentadvice.blogspot.com/feeds/396307054386481419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5260273&amp;postID=396307054386481419' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5260273/posts/default/396307054386481419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5260273/posts/default/396307054386481419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incompetentadvice.blogspot.com/2007/05/dear-incompetent.html' title=''/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16089796721473561446</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-5260273.post-93813264</id><published>2003-05-05T14:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-05T14:17:19.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Shannon, I was looking to get some advice and I seemed to have stumbled upon your website.  Talking to people I know makes me feel so vulnerable, so I thought I might try something new.  You only know me by the text I type, so I can tell all.  Currently, I'm living in Indiana with a girlfriend who I have spent the last five years with.  Our relationship is pretty strong, sex is great and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompetentadvice.blogspot.com/feeds/93813264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5260273/posts/default/93813264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5260273/posts/default/93813264'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16089796721473561446</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-5260273.post-93239713</id><published>2003-04-25T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T10:00:05.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Shannon,  I've been single for awhile now, but I can't seem to get the hang of this casual dating thing. Lately it seems to be a lot less stressful to stay at home and watch bad TV all night rather than deal with the crap that guys dish out. Please tell me how I can become a successful single woman and treat men as the toys they are. I need guidelines (went to J-School, after all.) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompetentadvice.blogspot.com/feeds/93239713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5260273/posts/default/93239713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5260273/posts/default/93239713'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16089796721473561446</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-5260273.post-92850016</id><published>2003-04-18T14:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-18T14:30:52.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Shannon,My church has an annual convention in a different city each year, and my responsibility for the upcoming convention is for the first party of the convention - usually a bunch of icebreakers coupled with dinner. Anywhere from 250-500 people are expected, and the party lasts for about 4 hours. I had a whole bunch of ideas about icebreaking games, activities and so on. However, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompetentadvice.blogspot.com/feeds/92850016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5260273/posts/default/92850016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5260273/posts/default/92850016'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16089796721473561446</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-5260273.post-92436160</id><published>2003-04-11T12:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T12:32:21.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Shannon. I too just quit my job, and I'm following your good-for-nothing sister into a life of production and cheap beer in LA. Any recommendations on hotspots to see while I'm criss-crossing the country?Thanks a lot, 401K less in D.C. Well, if you want a literal hot spot, I'd recommend Borrego Springs, the hottest place in the United States. As it takes balls to move cross country, I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompetentadvice.blogspot.com/feeds/92436160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5260273/posts/default/92436160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5260273/posts/default/92436160'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16089796721473561446</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-5260273.post-92227549</id><published>2003-04-08T11:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-08T12:21:42.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Welcome to my new site! I will be dispensing advice weekly, as I am infinitely better at telling people what to do than achieving anything with my own life. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incompetentadvice.blogspot.com/feeds/92227549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5260273/posts/default/92227549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5260273/posts/default/92227549'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16089796721473561446</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>
