<?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-18461269</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:01:14.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thestationlogbook</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestationlogbook.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18461269/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestationlogbook.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jde905er</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05098520966120305447</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>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18461269.post-3911145154098637603</id><published>2007-04-12T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T20:54:48.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm changing the blog. New title. More freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all about dialogue. I hate lectures, I hate lecturing. Give me feedback, or give me death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started this blog, I thought that it would be a fun little place to kinda let just a little part of me that never gets to come out and play, come out and play. So, you got to see some of the things that I really don't normally talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you talked back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now, I feel like maybe I should stop stiffling the more real parts of me. Thank goodness - I was starting to feel a little schitzo. And maybe there's a reason that normally I keep part of me a little more hidden and under wraps. Some of you didn't seem to like it very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... it's all about the dialogue, the relationships. Let's have one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18461269-3911145154098637603?l=thestationlogbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18461269/posts/default/3911145154098637603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18461269/posts/default/3911145154098637603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestationlogbook.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-changing-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>jde905er</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05098520966120305447</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-18461269.post-390008781115097733</id><published>2007-04-10T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T22:26:08.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one long day</title><content type='html'>I'm tempted to tell you about my day, about the carpet cleaners and the chemicals and my wife having an allergic reaction, about work, or my dog, or what I got for Christmas. But no. Go read Joe Blow's Blog - we all do pretty much the same shit over the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just plain bored with everything. I need to read more. I've got 3 books I'm reading now - well, one of them I just keep in the bathroom and read when I'm in there. I've read it like 3 times now - it's a book comparing worldviews. I started a new book 2 days ago about how to achieve better thinking - my ex got it for me off my Amazon wish list. I started one last night on Christianity, but don't know much about this book yet. Other books that currently circulate through my hands include the Seven Habits book, a book full of interviews with people who talk about their sex lives, a co-dependency book, and technical books related to my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm bored. I don't have enough time to read, and sometimes what I'm reading bores me. Even pictures of plump naked women are starting to get boring. It's like the world is going black-and-white. No, that's not fair. I like Ansel Adams. I love b&amp;w photography - especially of naked women and &lt;a href="http://www.llajtamasinews.com/"&gt;big dicks&lt;/a&gt;. There's just something extremely beautiful about the naked woman - but not necessarily what I call the "cookie-cutter" woman that we've been brainwashed into thinking is the way women should look. Gimmie a real woman anyday. Rubinesque. Heh, thinking about women like that isn't boring - just their pictures are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll snap out of it soon, I'm sure. It's all about good thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18461269-390008781115097733?l=thestationlogbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18461269/posts/default/390008781115097733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18461269/posts/default/390008781115097733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestationlogbook.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-long-day.html' title='one long day'/><author><name>jde905er</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05098520966120305447</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>
