<?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-2996062</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:14:16.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i've decided to do this despite personal protests</title><subtitle type='html'>notebook</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2996062.post-3101696</id><published>2001-04-07T04:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-07T04:07:23.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love to listen to you talk
when you are falling into sleep,
as if inspired
by the dreams you're about to have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3101696?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3101696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3101696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3101696' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3097613</id><published>2001-04-06T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-06T19:34:07.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some little girls (4 or 5-i'm guessing) just came to my door asking if i could retrieve their balloon from my porch.  
after i gave it to them one girl asked if i would be her best friend.  
         ...i now have a very short, but cool new best friend.  (how could i refuse such an offer?!)
i am happy to pronounce my life complete.
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3097613?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3097613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3097613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3097613' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3097463</id><published>2001-04-06T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-06T19:21:25.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i find my way, only to find myself lost.
my human nature
shines bright reflections in
a glass soul.
do not be fooled
by its solid cover....
you commend me for being strong but,
i only see opposition.
complication is my WHOLE name
at least i find it somewhat humerous

a friend of mine once told me that being brave wasn't
going into battle ready to fight, but fearing battle
and fighting anyway.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3097463?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3097463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3097463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3097463' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3079970</id><published>2001-04-05T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-05T15:34:47.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(cont)...written later in the day...
i want what i don't - never displace a thing.
i revel in your creation,
and it brings tears to my eyes.
LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3079970?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3079970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3079970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3079970' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3079931</id><published>2001-04-05T15:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-05T15:35:59.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to take in the whole world,
with just one breath. 
 (....that would be a big breath)
i want to fly,
i want to wrap my arms around you,
i want to be anywhere but here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3079931?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3079931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3079931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3079931' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3079943</id><published>2001-04-05T15:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-05T15:35:16.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i could paint you, 
-beautiful colours-
and i'd be painting forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3079943?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3079943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3079943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3079943' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3068913</id><published>2001-04-04T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-04T20:40:11.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>p.s.  i did not do these all today.  
...actually i am a genious with super powered neurons travelling at law defying speeds throughout my brain.  this is what allows me to think as quickly as i would have to to write all this within a couple of hours.  nevermind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3068913?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3068913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3068913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3068913' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3068816</id><published>2001-04-04T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-05T15:37:26.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like crying...
what provoked this?
oh yeah,
-YOU-

i know your intentions aren't to spite me,
de&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;spite&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt; that,
you did.
and subliminal acts,
arent so subliminal to me either.
(why are you so stupid)
........you aren't stupid...
still, as looks can be deceiving
not everything is how it seems.
here is something for you to mock!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3068816?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3068816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3068816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3068816' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3067706</id><published>2001-04-04T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-05T15:40:34.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somehow it has seeped into my mothers mind
that buying me beauty,
through orthodontics,
will make me happy.
she is only buying me pain.
society is convincing indeed.
*indeed*
and i have no power
in this autocratic home,
ruled by dictator mommy,
so i conform.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3067706?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3067706' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3067676</id><published>2001-04-04T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-04T19:05:43.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't wait
'til you get home
so i can talk to you
on the phone
(hey that kind of rhymes)
i'm a poet and i didn't think i was (?)
........oh well, better luck next time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3067676?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3067676' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3067550</id><published>2001-04-04T18:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-04T18:55:19.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the fruits of my labour
done but to no avail
YOU ARE FOREVER DISCONTENT
       &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3067550?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3067550' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3067526</id><published>2001-04-04T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-05T15:42:10.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my parturient thoughts 
grow within me,
begging to be let out-
put down,
painted on some canvas, 
...somewhere.
and if there is no canvas to be found
i shall paint
on whatever is within my grasp,
and in doing so
i repeat
this vicious cycle,
relating and expressing
isnt that the point?
sometimes it makes me laugh.
so simple,
yet so wonderful a plan.
only you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3067526?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3067526' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3067489</id><published>2001-04-04T18:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-06T19:15:36.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my alarm sounds
promptly at 5:46.
i find comfort in that extra minute.-
and if i feel adventurous
i might set if for 5:47&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3067489?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3067489' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3067504</id><published>2001-04-04T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-05T15:42:40.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>death,
the shadowy whisper
of permanence,
said in a whisper
to somehow (in vain?)
dilute the concentration of it's meaning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3067504?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3067504' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3067480</id><published>2001-04-04T18:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-05T15:44:36.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a flame
kindled in my stomach
explodes
as i leap.
it is nurtured 
as i turn.
outside,
my hair follows behind me
desperate to keep up.
i won't wait.
-second arabesque-
i can't wait.
port de bras
sashe 
double turn...
until i stop...

and it falls gracefully upon my face,
as relieved as i am satisfied.
......but not for long :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3067480?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3067480' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3067394</id><published>2001-04-04T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-04T18:41:47.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my computer relentlessly follows my words as i type
careful to point out
any mistake i might make
this is for you...
...fajiotughakdfutgeoiautwtjriaotuiaotyhieaoutoieoieeothieahdiautieo;uhaihtieoaaahtgoiatyheiaohtgeoihtuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayieohatieahgkdghoeiathiahgioureatoiyhrakjgh;jfnvkfjagaoiuretoithikajhet843thuiiiiibae6huinwuwu75buhkosp437swbg5v8islruruv57v57v576b9ut8w9g6nboirvtyghb7yv666iowerw89bv4iorrrrrrvawuboiooove89tytytytytywbiotrwvbeuithuithowvuitrbvywrrrutiuibtwvyui6yt48
(that was more fun than it should have been)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3067394?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3067394' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3067354</id><published>2001-04-04T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-04T18:38:37.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he said he didn't know 
about whether or not 
he liked my writing
he said
he liked things to be formal
who sets the standards for what is formal?
well
i can accept that
but i disagree&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3067354?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3067354' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3067336</id><published>2001-04-04T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-04T18:37:27.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>your beauty overwhelms me
catch me as i fall
-my weak knees-
fall for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3067336?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3067336' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3067277</id><published>2001-04-04T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-04T18:32:51.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a crystal prism
dangles on a clear cord
from a ledge above my window
casting profound light-
nostalgic hues
on my tired walls.
He said,
"There shall be light."
and i've been excited ever since&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3067277?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3067277' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3067263</id><published>2001-04-04T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-04T18:31:26.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my stomach goes wild 
every time i think of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3067263?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3067263' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3067248</id><published>2001-04-04T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-05T15:48:46.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mind is full,
fat, and bloated again
with watery thoughts.
they run through me,
but collectively gather
in a retained puddle somewhere.
it could be extraordinary-
even life changing.
i wish i could throw them up,
sort through the bile,
and have something physical-
more obvious
to analyze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3067248?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3067248' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3067208</id><published>2001-04-04T18:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-04T18:27:36.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we painted lovely pictures
until your brush ran dry
leaving me a grey smear
across your&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt; canvas
      nothing lasts forever
      "Castles made of sand, fall into the sea, eventually."-jimmy hendrix&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3067208?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3067208' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3067177</id><published>2001-04-04T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-04T18:25:24.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>slowly but surely i'm figuring my way around all this fancy website business. ....after trying to post something ten times.  slowly but surely wins the race.  just remember that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3067177?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3067177' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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-2996062.post-3067154</id><published>2001-04-04T18:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2001-04-04T18:24:13.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blah- this word has negative connotations, but don't assume what is implied.  i say it with much positivity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2996062-3067154?l=blahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2996062/posts/default/3067154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahh.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3067154' title=''/><author><name>jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16473702898654356009</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>
