<?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-8602072</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:59:11.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liz Land</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995478698173319573</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>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602072.post-109889744507686769</id><published>2004-10-27T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T21:06:06.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>at war</title><content type='html'>I'm at war with myself for not knowing what to do&lt;br /&gt;undecided I am&lt;br /&gt;but not about the election&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undecided voters should be shot&lt;br /&gt;if you are undecided at this point in the election&lt;br /&gt;then you are undecided because you like the attention&lt;br /&gt;that it brings with people paying attention to you&lt;br /&gt;to convince you one way or the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or you are uninformed and won't admit it to people&lt;br /&gt;because you are embarrassed&lt;br /&gt;and embarrassed you should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funniest thing I've heard all week&lt;br /&gt;Bush supporters are nervous&lt;br /&gt;Kerry supporters think the&lt;br /&gt;botanist&lt;br /&gt;has already won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602072-109889744507686769?l=lizland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/feeds/109889744507686769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602072&amp;postID=109889744507686769' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109889744507686769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109889744507686769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/2004/10/at-war.html' title='at war'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995478698173319573</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602072.post-109889709116666882</id><published>2004-10-27T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T10:11:31.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>International Red Cross</title><content type='html'>Did you know that two nurses&lt;br /&gt;from  the International Red Cross&lt;br /&gt;left  for Iraq today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to help people who are wounded&lt;br /&gt; or mentally incapacitated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that two nurses&lt;br /&gt;who work for free&lt;br /&gt;a non profit organization&lt;br /&gt;left for Iraq today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that two nurses&lt;br /&gt;who obviously have no idea&lt;br /&gt;about the organization&lt;br /&gt;they are working for&lt;br /&gt;for free&lt;br /&gt;in Iraq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know to research&lt;br /&gt;a company before you join&lt;br /&gt;a non profit organization&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you pay your executives&lt;br /&gt;billions of dollars&lt;br /&gt;to work for charity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like something to be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know when you donate blood&lt;br /&gt;this little red cross makes&lt;br /&gt;a whole lot of green?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602072-109889709116666882?l=lizland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/feeds/109889709116666882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602072&amp;postID=109889709116666882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109889709116666882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109889709116666882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/2004/10/international-red-cross.html' title='International Red Cross'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995478698173319573</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602072.post-109769590542041105</id><published>2004-10-13T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T12:31:45.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plea....se</title><content type='html'>Sorry&lt;br /&gt;this took me 2 hours to write&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted it to be perfect&lt;br /&gt;and while I know that it isn't&lt;br /&gt;it's the best I could do&lt;br /&gt;I was actually up at 7:45 this morning&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't sleep anymore&lt;br /&gt;I justkeep waking up thinking.&lt;br /&gt;However, I did sleep more last night than the previousone.&lt;br /&gt;I've finished most of my work,&lt;br /&gt;hopefully I can get back to reading some harry potter,&lt;br /&gt;however, it seems to keep my mind from thinking&lt;br /&gt;and wandering when I am doing stuff in the office.&lt;br /&gt;I took the medicine this morning around 8:30&lt;br /&gt;I tried to eat something with it&lt;br /&gt;I feel okay right now, but I should know in an hour&lt;br /&gt;or so if it is going to make me sick.&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you read Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; when you called me babe on the phone last night it sounded so wonderful&lt;br /&gt; Something about this has made me realize how much I care about and appreciate you,&lt;br /&gt; so in  some very odd way,&lt;br /&gt;it has been good for me to realize how important&lt;br /&gt;and what an important part of my life you are&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure what to even say or where to start about last night&lt;br /&gt;it seems that we find ourselves in a similar predicament once every few months,&lt;br /&gt;which I suppose is normal for a relationship,&lt;br /&gt;whatever kind it may or may not be.&lt;br /&gt;Ups and downs can be healthy sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;However, since I came back from the4th of July weekend,&lt;br /&gt;which was amazing....&lt;br /&gt;you have become less confident about everything,&lt;br /&gt;not just me...but the minute we are tangibly together,&lt;br /&gt; I feel like we couldn't be closer.&lt;br /&gt;So, I think it is mature of you to take some independant time&lt;br /&gt;and figure yourself out&lt;br /&gt;but you can't expect that it will happen over night&lt;br /&gt;and you can't expect that cutting your best friend out&lt;br /&gt;from helping youwill make it easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** is really the only person I have spoken to&lt;br /&gt; in depth about any of this b/cI feel like she really understands&lt;br /&gt;because  *****  went through this exact same thing&lt;br /&gt;he has very much the same background you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to stick by whatever decisions you make&lt;br /&gt;but I also promise to be realistic with you and tell you if I think it is a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to make decisions and be confident in them.&lt;br /&gt;However, I guess maybe Iwish you had started more small scale&lt;br /&gt; instead making such a huge decision so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;I want to help you stick by it, but I don't even know how b/c it feels so wrong,&lt;br /&gt;but I promise to do whatever I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope you don't ask me to do something that sets us up for failure,&lt;br /&gt;because people do make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;and it takes a better person to recognize his or her mistakes&lt;br /&gt;however quickly or long term it takes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but maybe this isn't one&lt;br /&gt;I just don't have an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you ever really let your feelings out&lt;br /&gt;and as heartbreaking and painful as it was last night,&lt;br /&gt; I was glad you cried and poured your heart out,&lt;br /&gt; Ithink it was necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know two people that could giggle as they fell.&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure I've ever had such an intense emotional moment&lt;br /&gt;and connection with someone.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you felt it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or at least that you tried to let yourself feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you had the faith in yourself that I have in you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is, but something causes me to have faith in you&lt;br /&gt;that I haven't had in anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;You have a way of making me question us and&lt;br /&gt;I have told you before that it breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;and last night it broke my heart in a different way&lt;br /&gt; I couldn't stand seeing you in so much pain&lt;br /&gt;but part of it made me think that the pain isn't because of me,&lt;br /&gt;but I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please don't take the easy way out&lt;br /&gt;some things are worth working through&lt;br /&gt;like learning how to open up and letting people in&lt;br /&gt;even if just as a really amazing friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My confusion arises out of the entire atmosphere yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;From holding my hand so tightly and crying&lt;br /&gt;when I would say something that I feel like you knewwas honest and true,&lt;br /&gt; to your call 2 minutes after you left..to our kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'venever kissed me like that before&lt;br /&gt;it was quite possibly the most meaningful kiss we've ever had&lt;br /&gt;and I certainly hope it wasn't the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will definitely help you figure out a lot of things&lt;br /&gt;follow your heart wherever it leads you&lt;br /&gt;but my wish is for you to listen to it,&lt;br /&gt;openly&lt;br /&gt;just listen and you will be fine,&lt;br /&gt;I promise&lt;br /&gt;and I'll always be there to pick you up if you fall.&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't be unsure of yourself&lt;br /&gt;you are the most incredible person&lt;br /&gt; (besides my family)&lt;br /&gt; in my life .&lt;br /&gt;Love Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602072-109769590542041105?l=lizland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/feeds/109769590542041105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602072&amp;postID=109769590542041105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109769590542041105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109769590542041105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/2004/10/please.html' title='Plea....se'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995478698173319573</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602072.post-109769529035033604</id><published>2004-10-13T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T12:21:30.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny chain email</title><content type='html'>I added the stuff in caps.&lt;br /&gt;When you are sad -&lt;br /&gt;I will help get you drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard&lt;br /&gt;who made you sad.&lt;br /&gt;When you are blue -&lt;br /&gt;I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.&lt;br /&gt;When you smile -&lt;br /&gt;I will know you finally got laid....BY ME!&lt;br /&gt;When you are scared -&lt;br /&gt;I will rag on you about it every chance I get&lt;br /&gt;When you are worried -&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be and to&lt;br /&gt;quit whining.&lt;br /&gt;When you are confused -&lt;br /&gt;I will use little words....AND HUG YOU LOTS AND LOTS!!&lt;br /&gt;When you are sick -&lt;br /&gt;Stay the hell away from me until you are well again. I don't want whatever&lt;br /&gt;you have.&lt;br /&gt;When you fall -&lt;br /&gt;I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass...AND THEN PICK YOU UP.&lt;br /&gt;This is my oath ... I pledge it till the end.&lt;br /&gt;Why? You may ask. Because you are my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Remember:&lt;br /&gt;A good friend will help you move.&lt;br /&gt;A really good friend will help you move a body.&lt;br /&gt;Let me know if I ever need to bring a shovel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602072-109769529035033604?l=lizland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/feeds/109769529035033604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602072&amp;postID=109769529035033604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109769529035033604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109769529035033604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/2004/10/funny-chain-email.html' title='Funny chain email'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995478698173319573</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602072.post-109769498264246790</id><published>2004-10-13T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T12:16:22.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love letter</title><content type='html'>so glad i could make you smile!!&lt;br /&gt;i smile too,&lt;br /&gt;like this =   big teef&lt;br /&gt;glad you enjoyed "chilling" next to me last night&lt;br /&gt;i didnt realizeyou werent sleeping&lt;br /&gt;but it was nice having you next to me&lt;br /&gt;no my parents didnt even realize&lt;br /&gt; i didnt say anything though&lt;br /&gt; us = sneaky&lt;br /&gt; i'm glad you made it to work alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602072-109769498264246790?l=lizland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/feeds/109769498264246790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602072&amp;postID=109769498264246790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109769498264246790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109769498264246790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/2004/10/love-letter.html' title='Love letter'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995478698173319573</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602072.post-109769457503566798</id><published>2004-10-13T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T12:09:35.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration</title><content type='html'>I  cannot seem to do anything right&lt;br /&gt;how cliche&lt;br /&gt;It's not&lt;br /&gt;It's true&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed and chances are it is at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enamored in anger&lt;br /&gt;discontent&lt;br /&gt;It is exhausting&lt;br /&gt;Impressing always&lt;br /&gt;Always Unimpressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602072-109769457503566798?l=lizland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/feeds/109769457503566798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602072&amp;postID=109769457503566798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109769457503566798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109769457503566798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/2004/10/frustration.html' title='Frustration'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995478698173319573</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-8602072.post-109769071589742398</id><published>2004-10-13T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T21:11:16.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Industrial Communication</title><content type='html'>punch in the numbers&lt;br /&gt;faster&lt;br /&gt;faster&lt;br /&gt;punch them in, damnit!&lt;br /&gt;let her know&lt;br /&gt;it killed her husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he arrived on horse&lt;br /&gt;immune for his role&lt;br /&gt;red skinned&lt;br /&gt;paper faced&lt;br /&gt;blue lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little letter&lt;br /&gt;big words&lt;br /&gt;we're sorry, the machine broke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602072-109769071589742398?l=lizland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/feeds/109769071589742398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602072&amp;postID=109769071589742398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109769071589742398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109769071589742398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/2004/10/industrial-communication.html' title='Industrial Communication'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995478698173319573</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-8602072.post-109768919824839651</id><published>2004-10-13T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T10:39:58.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>engagement</title><content type='html'>Engagement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do.&lt;br /&gt;i do support&lt;br /&gt;i do support our&lt;br /&gt;i do support our troops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that does not mean&lt;br /&gt;But that does not&lt;br /&gt;But that does&lt;br /&gt;But that&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not support our war&lt;br /&gt;I do not support your&lt;br /&gt;I do not support&lt;br /&gt;I do not&lt;br /&gt;I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe it was not a last resort&lt;br /&gt;it would be the last&lt;br /&gt;should have been the last&lt;br /&gt;was not the last&lt;br /&gt;repeat the past&lt;br /&gt;repeat it thrice&lt;br /&gt;smile&lt;br /&gt;say you'll give your life&lt;br /&gt;You won't.&lt;br /&gt;I won't,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't&lt;br /&gt;I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lied,&lt;br /&gt;hurt our pride&lt;br /&gt;I do&lt;br /&gt;I do not&lt;br /&gt;I do not give&lt;br /&gt;forgive-nesstled&lt;br /&gt;up, he should be,&lt;br /&gt;he's not&lt;br /&gt;I,&lt;br /&gt;I do&lt;br /&gt;I do not&lt;br /&gt;I do not give&lt;br /&gt;to an unforgiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602072-109768919824839651?l=lizland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/feeds/109768919824839651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602072&amp;postID=109768919824839651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109768919824839651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109768919824839651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/2004/10/engagement.html' title='engagement'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995478698173319573</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602072.post-109768792442910098</id><published>2004-10-13T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T10:18:44.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Presidential Debate</title><content type='html'>September 30th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke with dozens of people&lt;br /&gt;at the Riviera Country Club,&lt;br /&gt;one thought to be of the most upper class&lt;br /&gt;in ambiance, stlye and fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people smiled callously&lt;br /&gt;Walked nervously&lt;br /&gt;Envisioned success&lt;br /&gt;Others turned to a particular beverage&lt;br /&gt;that I shall leave unnamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciated those people&lt;br /&gt;they were delightful.&lt;br /&gt;They were real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8 p.m. sharp&lt;br /&gt;an older woman approached me&lt;br /&gt;She spoke with delicacy and triumph&lt;br /&gt;was I supposed to know who she was?&lt;br /&gt;She gave me two tickets and said&lt;br /&gt;"These are the best two I've got,&lt;br /&gt;make sure you use them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I did. I sat in the 4th row.&lt;br /&gt;Odd thing was that no one sat in front of me,&lt;br /&gt;They wanted to leave room for the men in black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the anticipation in the room,&lt;br /&gt;the intensity rose and rose.&lt;br /&gt;Jim Lehrer broke the silence&lt;br /&gt;with a cackle, for he knew as well as I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the moment I learned about politics.&lt;br /&gt;Two grown men&lt;br /&gt;over age 35&lt;br /&gt;educated at the most&lt;br /&gt;highly respected&lt;br /&gt;academic institutions&lt;br /&gt;have mastered the art of the use of&lt;br /&gt;synonyms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, uh...Mr. President...you have fifteen seconds&lt;br /&gt;Name me every synonym for "mixed"&lt;br /&gt;Quickly, Senator Kerry, fifteen seconds,&lt;br /&gt;Name me every synonym for "lie".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's play Taboo you fine sirs,&lt;br /&gt;Please Mr. President, tell us why you&lt;br /&gt;would be a better president than Senator Kerry&lt;br /&gt;and the five words you cannot use are&lt;br /&gt;1. wrong&lt;br /&gt;2. war&lt;br /&gt;3. absent&lt;br /&gt;4. mixed&lt;br /&gt;5. nucular, the word is nuclear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please Senator Kerry, tell us why you&lt;br /&gt;would be a better president than President Bush&lt;br /&gt;and the five words you cannot use are&lt;br /&gt;1. lie&lt;br /&gt;2. tax&lt;br /&gt;3. Korea&lt;br /&gt;4. proliferation&lt;br /&gt;5. Iraq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let's grow up here,&lt;br /&gt;NO synonyms.&lt;br /&gt;For those that need help understanding,&lt;br /&gt;No is synonymous with none, nothing,&lt;br /&gt;zero, zilch, nada, caput&lt;br /&gt;capiche?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602072-109768792442910098?l=lizland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/feeds/109768792442910098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602072&amp;postID=109768792442910098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109768792442910098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109768792442910098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/2004/10/presidential-debate_13.html' title='Presidential Debate'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995478698173319573</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-8602072.post-109765103540570782</id><published>2004-10-13T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T00:03:55.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blond haired boy</title><content type='html'>blonde haired boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elisabeth dressed in all white.&lt;br /&gt;she wore a red cross, a cross, her front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her job was simple.&lt;br /&gt;she delivered mail, she delivered males.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gave envelopes to women, enveloped in men.&lt;br /&gt;generic machine printed letters, signed by a general, she printed a name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a height – 5’10&lt;br /&gt;a weight-175&lt;br /&gt;a hair color- red&lt;br /&gt;fill in the blanks, the blank was filled.&lt;br /&gt;she shot a gun, gave a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother asked how he died? If he dyed his hair?&lt;br /&gt;His hair was now oozing red and shiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602072-109765103540570782?l=lizland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/feeds/109765103540570782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602072&amp;postID=109765103540570782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109765103540570782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109765103540570782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/2004/10/blond-haired-boy.html' title='blond haired boy'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995478698173319573</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-8602072.post-109765078021792109</id><published>2004-10-12T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T23:59:40.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gerrymandarine </title><content type='html'>Gerrymandarine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to study, must have chinese food&lt;br /&gt;Carbs good, when reading&lt;br /&gt;Political Science, 71 pages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;order Chinese, hours ago&lt;br /&gt;wrong address, try again&lt;br /&gt;apology, not sincere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;business closed, no more money&lt;br /&gt;owners lost, address changed&lt;br /&gt;new district, not deliverable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tank you very much&lt;br /&gt;Unappreciated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't study, failed test&lt;br /&gt;blame the Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602072-109765078021792109?l=lizland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/feeds/109765078021792109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602072&amp;postID=109765078021792109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109765078021792109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109765078021792109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/2004/10/gerrymandarine.html' title='Gerrymandarine '/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995478698173319573</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-8602072.post-109765068508084551</id><published>2004-10-12T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T23:58:05.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas</title><content type='html'>Ozzie's Allibi (can’t tell if it is the right meaning)&lt;br /&gt;*Ah-the first person&lt;br /&gt;*cawdja- past tense of called you&lt;br /&gt;*evurwonsinawhahl- periodically, but infrequently&lt;br /&gt;*fahwar- the object or purpose of, or reason of action&lt;br /&gt;*frunt- opposite of back&lt;br /&gt;*gittaholdayew- a Texas way to say "call out" or "contact"you&lt;br /&gt;*jayul- a place of incarceration&lt;br /&gt;*paypul- human beings&lt;br /&gt;*pears- a statement of apparent observation&lt;br /&gt;*playze- a polite request&lt;br /&gt;*sayud- past tense of "say"&lt;br /&gt;*tawk- verbal communication&lt;br /&gt;*thayure- a place or location&lt;br /&gt;*vahlayshun- an act against the law&lt;br /&gt;*war- a standard metallic fiber&lt;br /&gt;*yew- second person, singular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if Ozzie Tawk Texas,&lt;br /&gt;when the Police officer said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yew, O'er thayere behine the war gate&lt;br /&gt;Playze cum'her., It pears yer in vahlayshun"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Middle Finger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah cawdja, if Ah gittaholdayew&lt;br /&gt;Yer gointa jayul fahwar yer in frunta paypul"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;In Texas,&lt;br /&gt;It happensevurwonsinawhahl.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602072-109765068508084551?l=lizland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/feeds/109765068508084551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602072&amp;postID=109765068508084551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109765068508084551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602072/posts/default/109765068508084551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/2004/10/texas.html' title='Texas'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995478698173319573</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-8602072.post-109765051400712135</id><published>2004-10-12T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T23:55:14.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pledge</title><content type='html'>Pledge this: When I fight, I want to fight for something I believe in When I die, I want to die for a cause     blue for death, not for her flag When I bleed, I want it to feel good     dripping goodness, pouring success,     When I fight, I don't want to be forced      cold for cause1 400 or 2500   King of the Widow70 200400 600 He lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602072-109765051400712135?l=lizland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602072.post-109765045547336386</id><published>2004-10-12T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T23:54:15.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>important</title><content type='html'>"It is important for students to get involved in the election process as soon as they are eligible because freedom (the right to vote) is one of the principals on which our country was founded.&lt;br /&gt;It is an individual's right and duty to gain the political knowledge necessary to make an informed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vote!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m famous, I am.&lt;br /&gt;I’m on the website.&lt;br /&gt;I pledged my allegiance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a volunteer…&lt;br /&gt;So, the uneducated could say our country was founded on a principal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Noun.&lt;br /&gt;A person, place or thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote me correctly.&lt;br /&gt;It is an informed decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something a certain someone didn’t think about before making one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The head of my university, the principal, a great decision to have an event here and shut down an entire institution in order to positively impact our political experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An experience that 50 out of 13,500 can attend if their essay is good enough.&lt;br /&gt;An essay, written in English, by an English major, when processed from script to type&lt;br /&gt;By a trusted advisor…I reread and become “stupider.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s here because&lt;br /&gt; Oh yes, political reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602072-109765045547336386?l=lizland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602072.post-109765039467339810</id><published>2004-10-12T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T23:53:14.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And then</title><content type='html'> And then…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one,&lt;br /&gt;Unopposed&lt;br /&gt;And we called it a democracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An uncontested election&lt;br /&gt;with General Washington&lt;br /&gt;the only candidate for President.And still, we called it a democracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602072-109765039467339810?l=lizland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizland.blogspot.com/feeds/109765039467339810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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