<?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-2995907</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:37:40.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'>leeny land</title><subtitle type='html'>a conglomeration of an obsession with the little parts of life, the eccentric personality i was born with, and eating too much sugarcoated ceral all go into creating this page.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeny.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995907/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeny.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960806556292367610</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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2995907.post-3874756</id><published>2001-05-31T14:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-05-31T14:46:48.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>colleen, you rule delete this post, but i wanted you to know that i can help you with layout and ideas and shit... for your new website.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995907-3874756?l=leeny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995907/posts/default/3874756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995907/posts/default/3874756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeny.blogspot.com/2001_05_01_archive.html#3874756' title=''/><author><name>colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960806556292367610</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-2995907.post-3661119</id><published>2001-05-16T16:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-05-16T16:39:46.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to get used to wearing my underware on the outside if I'm going to become anything in this world.  I'm afraid that my vaugeness of words is only a product of my own fears of criticism.  Don't fear the power of feminity, and of breaking free from the term.  Only with androdgeny can one truly find the roots of genius amongst the roots in a young woman's hair.  I am a woman.  I feel like a woman.  I cry more than women should.  I just don't want to be known as "just a woman".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995907-3661119?l=leeny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995907/posts/default/3661119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995907/posts/default/3661119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeny.blogspot.com/2001_05_01_archive.html#3661119' title=''/><author><name>colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960806556292367610</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-2995907.post-3661017</id><published>2001-05-16T16:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-05-16T16:31:58.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If God might be a woman, &lt;br /&gt;Cannot the Devil be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995907-3661017?l=leeny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995907/posts/default/3661017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995907/posts/default/3661017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeny.blogspot.com/2001_05_01_archive.html#3661017' title=''/><author><name>colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960806556292367610</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-2995907.post-3484874</id><published>2001-05-03T17:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-05-03T17:29:45.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I just realized my page no longer exists...well it exists or something of the sort, but i can't update it and i can't cut and paste it all (i'm far too lazy for that) so i don't know what to do now.  question for the world, or prolly just addie because she is the only one that is going to be reading this anytime soon.  what do you do when you think you are falling in love with someone and they are just off the rebound.  this guy tom is obsessed with his ex girlfriend, but she's so bad for him, and i don't know how to make him realize that.  he's one of the few guys i've ever known that i could picture myself being with for a long long time, but i'm too afraid to tell him how i feel.  man emotions suck.  as for my hair (as it seemed to be the only really entertaining thing about this semester) i dyed it brown, completely and utterly shit brown...almost my natural color in fact.  my hair doesn't matter though, because i've been a bad friend.  i was jealous that you were so happy and i didn't go out of my way to talk to you.  i got so used to just chatting on the computer and since you hvae been with eric you are barely ever on.  i should have wrote you an email, or called you on the phone.  but i'm lazy and lonely, very lonely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995907-3484874?l=leeny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995907/posts/default/3484874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995907/posts/default/3484874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeny.blogspot.com/2001_05_01_archive.html#3484874' title=''/><author><name>colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960806556292367610</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-2995907.post-3484383</id><published>2001-05-03T16:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-05-03T16:54:45.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't hate you addie...i love you!  you are one of the only true people i have ever met in my life.  i've been having such a weird crap semester.  i feel like i should be so much happier but i'm not.  you seem so happy now that i don't want to drag you down with all of this.  i'll figure out how to use this thing and i want to put it on my page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995907-3484383?l=leeny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995907/posts/default/3484383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995907/posts/default/3484383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeny.blogspot.com/2001_05_01_archive.html#3484383' title=''/><author><name>colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960806556292367610</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-2995907.post-3144472</id><published>2001-04-10T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-04-10T14:32:00.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>colleen hates me. she hates me. she ignores me and she hates me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995907-3144472?l=leeny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995907/posts/default/3144472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995907/posts/default/3144472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeny.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3144472' title=''/><author><name>colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960806556292367610</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-2995907.post-3075408</id><published>2001-04-05T10:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-04-05T10:31:15.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just want to see what it looks like with two posts. its very deletable later. but yeah so lets hear about colleen. i love those updates that you think no one reads. damnit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995907-3075408?l=leeny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995907/posts/default/3075408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995907/posts/default/3075408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeny.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3075408' title=''/><author><name>colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960806556292367610</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-2995907.post-3064341</id><published>2001-04-04T15:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2001-04-04T15:53:36.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>colleen this is your blog. yippie. i want to hear all the stuff about your hair and what not. so yeah. uh huh. tell it like it is girl. *snap snap snap.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2995907-3064341?l=leeny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995907/posts/default/3064341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2995907/posts/default/3064341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeny.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3064341' title=''/><author><name>colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960806556292367610</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>
