<?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-11161965</id><updated>2011-12-28T05:47:32.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>K8trix</title><subtitle type='html'>No one means all he says, and yet very few say all they mean, for words are slippery and thought is vicious.
-Henry Adams</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>k8trix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891506343766418147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xsUanmX2Hec/S0KiA8JqcDI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IcD9CZZ1fyY/S220/Photo+1123.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11161965.post-379198640103665074</id><published>2011-07-12T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T20:26:05.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go ahead...</title><content type='html'>I don't care if you look... this blog doesn't matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11161965-379198640103665074?l=k8trix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/feeds/379198640103665074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11161965&amp;postID=379198640103665074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/379198640103665074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/379198640103665074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/2011/07/go-ahead.html' title='Go ahead...'/><author><name>k8trix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891506343766418147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xsUanmX2Hec/S0KiA8JqcDI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IcD9CZZ1fyY/S220/Photo+1123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11161965.post-7776010062742039678</id><published>2010-01-04T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T18:23:25.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't use this blog anymore...</title><content type='html'>So you should go look over here... &lt;a href="http://prettysmartblog.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://prettysmartblog.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11161965-7776010062742039678?l=k8trix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/feeds/7776010062742039678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11161965&amp;postID=7776010062742039678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/7776010062742039678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/7776010062742039678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-use-this-blog-anymore.html' title='I don&apos;t use this blog anymore...'/><author><name>k8trix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891506343766418147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xsUanmX2Hec/S0KiA8JqcDI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IcD9CZZ1fyY/S220/Photo+1123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11161965.post-5061602423815460187</id><published>2008-10-03T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:09:23.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things, things and more things</title><content type='html'>So lately I've found it a lot more comforting to write by hand, so my actual journal is seeing a lot more love than my blogs are. Oh well... that's how life goes. A year ago I was lamenting the fact that I never physically wrote anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Friday night and I'm sitting at home not doing anything important really... next Friday I'll be in Dallas at this time. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11161965-5061602423815460187?l=k8trix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/feeds/5061602423815460187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11161965&amp;postID=5061602423815460187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/5061602423815460187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/5061602423815460187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/2008/10/things-things-and-more-things.html' title='Things, things and more things'/><author><name>k8trix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891506343766418147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xsUanmX2Hec/S0KiA8JqcDI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IcD9CZZ1fyY/S220/Photo+1123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11161965.post-6103878204038905427</id><published>2008-09-11T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T05:15:51.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Humble</title><content type='html'>Some days my job is so humbling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11161965-6103878204038905427?l=k8trix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/feeds/6103878204038905427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11161965&amp;postID=6103878204038905427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/6103878204038905427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/6103878204038905427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/2008/09/humble.html' title='Humble'/><author><name>k8trix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891506343766418147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xsUanmX2Hec/S0KiA8JqcDI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IcD9CZZ1fyY/S220/Photo+1123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11161965.post-9137310983384916610</id><published>2008-09-06T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:34:28.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted</title><content type='html'>I'm hanging out with my sister and brother in-law watching Wanted. I've always wished that I were a bad-ass. I see things like this, and while I don't relish the idea of killing other people for a living, I do really like the idea of the adventure, of the cause, of the bravery involved. I like the idea of everything having meaning, everyone having an intricate purpose. And the thing is... I feel like if we could see things as they really are, every day would be more like that then we actually think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a bad-ass though... I have to cover my eyes every once in a while because I don't like seeing people get their teeth knocked out.  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11161965-9137310983384916610?l=k8trix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/feeds/9137310983384916610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11161965&amp;postID=9137310983384916610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/9137310983384916610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/9137310983384916610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/2008/09/wanted.html' title='Wanted'/><author><name>k8trix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891506343766418147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xsUanmX2Hec/S0KiA8JqcDI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IcD9CZZ1fyY/S220/Photo+1123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11161965.post-1024125973927416338</id><published>2008-09-05T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T05:42:24.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye Openers</title><content type='html'>"A girls heart should be so lost in God, that a guy needs to seek Him in order to find her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you wake up ( and I do mean literally as I haven't even got out of bed yet) and see something in the most unlikely place that opens your eyes, or reinforces a message that you've been hearing all around you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually like catchy little phrases about God like this... I guess I can be a little snobby like that. Most often I feel like they don't speak to the realities I'm living with. That they cater more to how I felt when I was 17 and all hope. Scared out of my mind by the process of growing up, by seeing my friends change, feeling myself change, being aware of a new and alien sense of responsibility and an unknown future ahead of me, and clinging to God for all I was worth, NOT because I knew that he was what was best for me, but because I was terrified of everything else.  Sometimes I really do wish for that time back. Even though I'd like to say that I was strong enough to stand by God for the right reasons during those times, I'm grateful to say that I stood by him at all, because it saved me from so much more pain and heartache than I might have had to bear and I've "grown up" and into rebellion since then and know what consequences come with resisting God. Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've gotten older and found my feet and walked right away from God when I should have been walking beside him, the "realities" of life become painfully obvious... Actually I'm going to strike that... they aren't the realities, they're the hardships of life on earth... and catchy, sticky sweet, christian phrases, just don't seem to speak to those hardships. They don't usually seem to offer much comfort at all really when you feel like you're fighting for a battle for your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular little phrase popped up this morning when I was about to send my Mom pieces of Flair on Facebook and it dug right into my heart. Right into the very issues that I've been struggling with.  Over the last several years I lost my heart and recently God rescued it back and gave me a promise that not only could he take care of it, that he had great plans for me and my heart, that if I would just cling to him the way I did when I was young and scared and love him first and most, that he could protect my heart and fill it.   And that little phrase, however cheesey it might be, reminds me of what's important, and that I deserve a man who's willing to chase after God in order to get to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11161965-1024125973927416338?l=k8trix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/feeds/1024125973927416338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11161965&amp;postID=1024125973927416338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/1024125973927416338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/1024125973927416338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/2008/09/eye-openers.html' title='Eye Openers'/><author><name>k8trix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891506343766418147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xsUanmX2Hec/S0KiA8JqcDI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IcD9CZZ1fyY/S220/Photo+1123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11161965.post-4096090342256542231</id><published>2008-09-04T22:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:20:56.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My theme song right now...</title><content type='html'>It's time for healing time to move on&lt;br /&gt;It's time to fix what's been broken too long&lt;br /&gt;Time to make right what has been wrong&lt;br /&gt;It's time to find my way to where I belong&lt;br /&gt;There's a wave that's crashing over me&lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is surrender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Whatever You're doing inside of me&lt;br /&gt;It feels like chaos but somehow there's peace&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to surrender to what I can't see&lt;br /&gt;but I'm giving in to something Heavenly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a milestone&lt;br /&gt;Time to begin again&lt;br /&gt;Reevaluate who I really am&lt;br /&gt;Am I doing everything to follow Your will&lt;br /&gt;Or just climbing aimlessly over these hills&lt;br /&gt;So show me what it is You want from me&lt;br /&gt;I give everything I surrender...&lt;br /&gt;To...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to face up&lt;br /&gt;Clean this old house&lt;br /&gt;Time to breathe in and let everything out&lt;br /&gt;That I've wanted to say for so many years&lt;br /&gt;Time to release all my held back tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever You're doing inside of me&lt;br /&gt;It feels like chaos but I believe&lt;br /&gt;You're up to something bigger than me&lt;br /&gt;Larger than life something Heavenly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever You're doing inside of me&lt;br /&gt;It feels like chaos but now I can see&lt;br /&gt;This *is* something bigger than me&lt;br /&gt;Larger than life something Heavenly&lt;br /&gt;Something Heavenly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to face up&lt;br /&gt;Clean this old house&lt;br /&gt;Time *to* breathe in and let everything out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Whatever You're Doing&lt;br /&gt;Sactus Real&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11161965-4096090342256542231?l=k8trix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/feeds/4096090342256542231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11161965&amp;postID=4096090342256542231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/4096090342256542231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/4096090342256542231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-theme-song-right-now.html' title='My theme song right now...'/><author><name>k8trix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891506343766418147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xsUanmX2Hec/S0KiA8JqcDI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IcD9CZZ1fyY/S220/Photo+1123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11161965.post-1413027331939772995</id><published>2008-09-04T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T20:30:01.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>It's always been hard for me to trust.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure at what point I got the idea that I had to be so guarded with my heart, when I started believing that good things just don't happen to me, and so I always have to be on the look out for pain, for disappointment, and for being let down.  Why's it so hard to trust God with my heart and believe that he really does have a future planned for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11161965-1413027331939772995?l=k8trix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/feeds/1413027331939772995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11161965&amp;postID=1413027331939772995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/1413027331939772995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/1413027331939772995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/2008/09/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>k8trix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891506343766418147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xsUanmX2Hec/S0KiA8JqcDI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IcD9CZZ1fyY/S220/Photo+1123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11161965.post-2337129952728709371</id><published>2008-07-24T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:36:02.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dating sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11161965-2337129952728709371?l=k8trix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/feeds/2337129952728709371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11161965&amp;postID=2337129952728709371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/2337129952728709371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/2337129952728709371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/2008/07/dating-sucks.html' title='Dating sucks'/><author><name>k8trix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891506343766418147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xsUanmX2Hec/S0KiA8JqcDI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IcD9CZZ1fyY/S220/Photo+1123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11161965.post-3730208475644763830</id><published>2008-06-05T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:32:53.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal encounters...</title><content type='html'>When I started walking I used to have all kinds of encounters with neighborhood dogs.  My family has had dogs all of my life so I was never too scared, but one neighbor had an American bulldog that just made me nervous. He just looked mean and the fact that he barked, growled and foamed at the mouth whenever I'd walk by his gate kind of gave me the idea that he might like to have me for an afternoon snack. Eventually though he disappeared and I made friends with all of the other dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other animal encounters include wild peacocks (lemme tell you, those guys make some awful noises and can be extremely intimidating), deer, snakes of various kinds, and an occasional tarantula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snakes are probably my least favorite...I am making progress though...I'm not able to let them slither across the street before I walk by, where last year I was screeching and running in the opposite direction. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11161965-3730208475644763830?l=k8trix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/feeds/3730208475644763830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11161965&amp;postID=3730208475644763830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/3730208475644763830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/3730208475644763830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/2008/06/animal-encounters.html' title='Animal encounters...'/><author><name>k8trix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891506343766418147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xsUanmX2Hec/S0KiA8JqcDI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IcD9CZZ1fyY/S220/Photo+1123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11161965.post-700238021734283263</id><published>2008-06-04T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T15:03:44.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I suppose one more blog wont hurt...</title><content type='html'>I have, officially, probably 10 blogs of different sorts and for some reason I started this one a loooong time ago and never did anything with it.  I wont lie, I have one journal with livejournal that I've had for seven years and will continue to use for probably the rest of my life and all of my most personal, most private feelings go in there and are viewed by a very personal, private audience...a smaller audience than it actually appears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog I think I'm going to use more for random things...just things that I'm thinking about on the side and willing to discuss in a semi-public forum. And by discuss I mean talk to myself about because it doesn't look like I have anyone reading this blog...which would make sense considering that there's been nothing to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make a better post later...for now I have a niece to squeeze and a walk to take.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11161965-700238021734283263?l=k8trix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/feeds/700238021734283263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11161965&amp;postID=700238021734283263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/700238021734283263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/700238021734283263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-suppose-one-more-blog-wont-hurt.html' title='I suppose one more blog wont hurt...'/><author><name>k8trix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891506343766418147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xsUanmX2Hec/S0KiA8JqcDI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IcD9CZZ1fyY/S220/Photo+1123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11161965.post-1693607718015935191</id><published>2007-08-28T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T20:11:19.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here i go again&lt;br /&gt;i don't need another blog&lt;br /&gt;i'm a silly girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11161965-1693607718015935191?l=k8trix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/feeds/1693607718015935191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11161965&amp;postID=1693607718015935191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/1693607718015935191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11161965/posts/default/1693607718015935191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8trix.blogspot.com/2007/08/here-i-go-again-i-dont-need-another.html' title=''/><author><name>k8trix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891506343766418147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xsUanmX2Hec/S0KiA8JqcDI/AAAAAAAAAdo/IcD9CZZ1fyY/S220/Photo+1123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
