<?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-17665378</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:36:54.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last In Line</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastinline.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665378/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastinline.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the boring brunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870809305845926756</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>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17665378.post-113243823602853644</id><published>2005-11-19T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T14:10:36.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>worst blogger ever</title><content type='html'>well, i suppose it's no surprise to any of you that i've neglected my blog as though it's a friend that lived very far away of whom i think of often but never bother to communicate with.  i'm apologizing to two of my favorite people (4x and hamcake) for being exactly what you've come to expect.  i can be better.....i'm working on it.&lt;br /&gt;big love&lt;br /&gt;transfer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665378-113243823602853644?l=thelastinline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastinline.blogspot.com/feeds/113243823602853644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665378&amp;postID=113243823602853644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665378/posts/default/113243823602853644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665378/posts/default/113243823602853644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastinline.blogspot.com/2005/11/worst-blogger-ever.html' title='worst blogger ever'/><author><name>the boring brunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870809305845926756</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-17665378.post-112891576290030389</id><published>2005-10-09T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T20:42:42.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joining the Club</title><content type='html'>It has recentley been suggested to me that I would loose my only three friends I didn't start a blog, and as they are quite nice friends, here I am, a new recruit  to the blogging community.&lt;br /&gt;    I've tried to keep journals in the past which have remained mostly blank and I realized that the only times I used it were the times when I felt I had no one to talk to or to share a moment with, whether it be a happy moment or a sad one.  Fortunately for me those times have been few.  I hope this blog will serve a different purpose (if any purpose at all).  I don't need it to be a friend or a sympathetic ear; but I will write.  Most often it will not be profound or even interesting (especially for those outside my audience of three).  It will essentially be a conversation with myself on which my best girls will eaves-drop and perhaps those gals who don't live in a bedroom down the hall will not feel so far away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17665378-112891576290030389?l=thelastinline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastinline.blogspot.com/feeds/112891576290030389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17665378&amp;postID=112891576290030389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665378/posts/default/112891576290030389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17665378/posts/default/112891576290030389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastinline.blogspot.com/2005/10/joining-club.html' title='Joining the Club'/><author><name>the boring brunette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870809305845926756</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>
