<?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-3428705</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:30:37.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh heh heh. Stuff I write.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mary123.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3428705/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mary123.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934173879043128384</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-3428705.post-11469928</id><published>2002-04-04T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-04T15:55:37.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back. Today was cool. We had Janus again, oh yes making fun of poetry. So Bryce and I are deffinatly going to bring Morrison back, well at least raise up his soul. I remember when Hazel and Molly were going to bring back Jimmi Hendrix last year, but they never got around to it. Well, maybe I should invite all those guys to come. Too bad I am so far away from the people I love right now. But that's the horror of education. I hate being made to close my blinds at six thirty...because it's still light out. Whatever..I guess it's all to protect us. I don't feel well all of a sudden. As I was typing this some wierd-o feeling came over me. You know what it is? I'm still in love with him. I think I need to lie down. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3428705-11469928?l=mary123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3428705/posts/default/11469928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3428705/posts/default/11469928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mary123.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11469928' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934173879043128384</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428705.post-11449432</id><published>2002-04-04T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-04T04:16:25.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night was the best night of my life. Sure, a ton of things could be better...but I'm getting there. Dacia and I went out in the rain, running around and jumping in puddles. We slid in the mud, and rolled down the hill to the dining hall. Then, the most Amazing person ever, if you know me you know who that is, and his friend were watching us. He was talking to his friend and said, "Doesn't that looks so fun?" and they were saying, "Oh, man, I wish I could do that!" It was the most fun I've had in such a long time. It's gonna be a good day. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3428705-11449432?l=mary123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3428705/posts/default/11449432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3428705/posts/default/11449432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mary123.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11449432' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934173879043128384</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3428705.post-11427237</id><published>2002-04-03T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-03T14:00:27.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. A new blog. I'm back. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3428705-11427237?l=mary123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3428705/posts/default/11427237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3428705/posts/default/11427237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mary123.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11427237' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934173879043128384</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>
