<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Shopping on Kelvin Nicholson</title><link>https://www.kelvinism.com/tags/shopping/</link><description>Recent content in Shopping on Kelvin Nicholson</description><generator>Hugo -- 0.164.0</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 29 Oct 2006 10:30:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.kelvinism.com/tags/shopping/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Out Shopping</title><link>https://www.kelvinism.com/2006/10/out-shopping_945.html</link><pubDate>Sun, 29 Oct 2006 10:30:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.kelvinism.com/2006/10/out-shopping_945.html</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I must take a few moments to note that the GRE was completed successfully, one more step in the PhD application process. Interestingly, as I walk along the streets, I am routinely asked: &amp;ldquo;so, what does @!*% mean?&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Heck, I don&amp;rsquo;t know!&amp;rdquo; While I would consider my vocabulary broader than that of the average English speaker, she still asked me some rather random words.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As a reward, I agreed to go shopping with her. So, today I woke up at 6:00am, she took her GRE, and by 11:30 I was off to lunch and several shops. Those of you who know me can sympathize with the pain I was in, as you know I don&amp;rsquo;t really like shopping. At one point she was browsing some shoes, and I sat down on the couch. Looking out over the store I recognized not a single male, and couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but laugh inside. Luckily, we finished lunch and found her a pair of shoes by 2:30 p.m., after which I headed home.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>