<?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-2537625877923226087</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:32:28.841-05:00</updated><category term='Beatles'/><category term='Spun'/><category term='Twizted'/><category term='movies'/><category term='small town'/><category term='books'/><category term='cops'/><category term='winter'/><category term='MSI'/><category term='job sleep'/><category term='Bradley Noel'/><category term='Shakira'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='coming of age'/><category term='job'/><category term='memories'/><category term='personality'/><category term='pink floyd'/><category term='pisgah national forest'/><category term='Psychopathic Records'/><category term='cabin'/><category term='work'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Sublime'/><category term='American Mastiff'/><category term='the law'/><category term='quizzes'/><category term='photography'/><category term='cookies'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='ICP'/><category term='Boondox'/><category term='college'/><category term='pork'/><category term='music'/><category term='dr. pepper'/><category term='Tech N9ne'/><category term='philosophy'/><category term='pandora.com'/><category term='Dogue Brasileiro'/><category term='computers'/><category term='left-overs'/><category term='fruit punch'/><category term='rain'/><category term='high files'/><category term='southern appalachian mountains'/><category term='glassblowing'/><category term='love'/><category term='cleaning'/><title type='text'>Wandering Minds Must Ask</title><subtitle type='html'>Eat your heart out. This is my life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gandergoose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2537625877923226087/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gandergoose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054033790726911521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://img454.imageshack.us/img454/2181/lookuw5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2537625877923226087.post-5951584697336265279</id><published>2007-04-11T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T14:17:02.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i should really live closer to town.&lt;br /&gt;gas is a bitch and i need a place of my own....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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