<?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-4684330659248893319</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:39:40.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in one ear and out the other</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessjess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684330659248893319/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessjess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07964217862799849489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yi52S4rGN08/SlgQw_rdy6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/-XLV51pTidM/S220/summershorts.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4684330659248893319.post-8270567383235441226</id><published>2009-07-12T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:53:13.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nocturnal Creature</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yi52S4rGN08/SlmkXDHz_WI/AAAAAAAAACw/Mu66TGtOxB8/s1600-h/z197319381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yi52S4rGN08/SlmkXDHz_WI/AAAAAAAAACw/Mu66TGtOxB8/s400/z197319381.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357493947615935842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Have some serious sleep issues right now. I haven't slept since friday morning when I woke up around 9am, going to bed around 5 before that. So I had like 4 hours and it has been like 2 days and I am not in the least bit tired. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4684330659248893319-8270567383235441226?l=confessjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8270567383235441226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://confessjess.blogspot.com/2009/07/nocturnal-creature.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684330659248893319/posts/default/8270567383235441226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684330659248893319/posts/default/8270567383235441226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessjess.blogspot.com/2009/07/nocturnal-creature.html' title='Nocturnal Creature'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07964217862799849489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yi52S4rGN08/SlgQw_rdy6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/-XLV51pTidM/S220/summershorts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yi52S4rGN08/SlmkXDHz_WI/AAAAAAAAACw/Mu66TGtOxB8/s72-c/z197319381.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4684330659248893319.post-5554354628980077082</id><published>2009-07-10T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:42:03.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dull damsel in distress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yi52S4rGN08/Slf7cjDxnLI/AAAAAAAAACI/yvzoheI-CFk/s1600-h/13BD1VieOmp1bg5zPJFooPk4o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yi52S4rGN08/Slf7cjDxnLI/AAAAAAAAACI/yvzoheI-CFk/s400/13BD1VieOmp1bg5zPJFooPk4o1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357026749646478514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sitting here in Arlington thinking about stuff. Wish I had a bike here to ride. I'm bored. I feel like I am in a perpetual feeling of blankness. Like I'm a robot just going through the motions. Fall why can't you be now? I seem so less dull during the school year, maybe I will be able to post things of interest than, but for now they are just sentences taking up space by a person just doing things to do something. Maybe once I get enough money to pay rent and utilities, maybe I will hibernate till fall, for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who took that picture but it is suiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do like boring things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4684330659248893319-5554354628980077082?l=confessjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5554354628980077082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://confessjess.blogspot.com/2009/07/dull-damsel-in-distress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684330659248893319/posts/default/5554354628980077082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684330659248893319/posts/default/5554354628980077082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessjess.blogspot.com/2009/07/dull-damsel-in-distress.html' title='dull damsel in distress'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07964217862799849489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yi52S4rGN08/SlgQw_rdy6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/-XLV51pTidM/S220/summershorts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yi52S4rGN08/Slf7cjDxnLI/AAAAAAAAACI/yvzoheI-CFk/s72-c/13BD1VieOmp1bg5zPJFooPk4o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4684330659248893319.post-3953608655670940470</id><published>2009-07-06T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:38:02.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>like dimonds made of wood</title><content type='html'>Man this blog is lame, sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's summer. I'm broke, have no net, no job, no prospects, but plenty of inspiration. I've been helping a friend with a huge life size portrait. It looks rad. Been eating veggies, made some homemade sushi the other day. Have a billion and one ideas for paintings, drawings, and embroideries, just have to steal supplies or something. I'm working on getting net. Found a way to hack my neighbors web, just need to download this thing the next time I have net with my laptop. Need to get some money, but I can make it through this month at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denton has felt kinda lonesome here of late. I'm ready for fall. I'm ready to be back in class, to be busy, to not feel so unaccomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking painting, intermediate figure drawing, weaving, printmaking, and modernism. Gonna be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just need to occupy myself till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4684330659248893319-3953608655670940470?l=confessjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3953608655670940470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://confessjess.blogspot.com/2009/07/like-dimonds-made-of-wood.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684330659248893319/posts/default/3953608655670940470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684330659248893319/posts/default/3953608655670940470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessjess.blogspot.com/2009/07/like-dimonds-made-of-wood.html' title='like dimonds made of wood'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07964217862799849489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yi52S4rGN08/SlgQw_rdy6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/-XLV51pTidM/S220/summershorts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4684330659248893319.post-4567788716427427480</id><published>2009-03-17T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T01:57:51.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Start</title><content type='html'>I bought loreal kids shampoo and conditioner today; you know the ones shaped sort of like fish. It's nice and cheap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4684330659248893319-4567788716427427480?l=confessjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4567788716427427480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://confessjess.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684330659248893319/posts/default/4567788716427427480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4684330659248893319/posts/default/4567788716427427480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessjess.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-start.html' title='New Start'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07964217862799849489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yi52S4rGN08/SlgQw_rdy6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/-XLV51pTidM/S220/summershorts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
