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I chose Blue and Red, my right foot red, my left foot blue&amp;#8230;and painted my mothers toe nails a deep crimson color that we both melted over.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SuzenJuel/~4/l7bZMeAJEao" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://suzenjuel.com/2010/07/26/fixed-up/</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Fixing My Heart…</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SuzenJuel/~3/H4G6HxF2bXY/</link><description>Ever since I can remember, I&amp;#8217;ve had quite an active little heart. It started when I was about 11 years old or so. My heart would just suddenly blast off racing, sometimes past 300 beats per minute. Often I would just pass out when this happened, and usually by the time I came too, it&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SuzenJuel/~4/H4G6HxF2bXY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://suzenjuel.com/2010/07/19/fixing-my-heart/</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Hecklers and Live Performers . . .</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SuzenJuel/~3/c7X7vdbZ_48/</link><description>A few weeks ago, I decided I would check out some live music, in Second Life. I don&amp;#8217;t get to do that often enough and thought I&amp;#8217;d go listen to a performer that I hadn&amp;#8217;t heard in quite some time. As I entered the place (name of venue, performer and others have been removed for obvious&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SuzenJuel/~4/c7X7vdbZ_48" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://suzenjuel.com/2010/06/29/hecklers-and-live-performers/</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>While I Still Have Today</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SuzenJuel/~3/tWBEz09i0XQ/</link><description>While I still have today, I would like to somehow, someway, make you smile, or make you think. I would like it if you would take a look inside yourself, and find something that is new, unused, something you haven&amp;#8217;t been to before. While I still have today, I would like you to stop forgetting&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SuzenJuel/~4/tWBEz09i0XQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://suzenjuel.com/2010/06/22/while-i-still-have-today/</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Ride Ride Ride</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SuzenJuel/~3/d6r79FubySk/</link><description>Good day everyone! Some of you might be aware, that this page is going to change soon, as Graeme is working his azzz off on making this more geared towards the ideas I have, and he has&amp;#8230;which are collaborating quite nicely, I must say!!! I took a little break from songwriting for awhile and suddenly&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SuzenJuel/~4/d6r79FubySk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://suzenjuel.com/2010/06/21/ride-ride-ride/</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Music. Grandaughters. Life. 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Now I&amp;#8217;m used to Juju running around the house, searching for the hairbrush we hide, just&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SuzenJuel/~4/-jNH_aBelcg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://suzenjuel.com/2010/05/18/r-i-p-lil-van-gogh/</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Thrifting and Photo’s</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SuzenJuel/~3/tB32CZNzlws/</link><description>It&amp;#8217;s been an unforgettable spring so far&amp;#8230;and it&amp;#8217;s only a few moments away before mother nature marks the beginning of summer.  I&amp;#8217;ve been doing some live shows in Minneapolis and spending time with some wonderful friends, that it seems I&amp;#8217;ve known my whole life (as far as this life goes in the era of Minnesota)&amp;#8230;This&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SuzenJuel/~4/tB32CZNzlws" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://suzenjuel.com/2010/05/17/thrifting-and-photos/</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Letter to Father Mike</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SuzenJuel/~3/L9qXpmpvmRE/</link><description>When I was in 5th grade, my family moved from Upper Michigan where I attended a public school, to Wisconsin, where I was then placed into a Catholic School. This was especially difficult, considering it was half way thru my 5th grade year and it was quite a challenge to fit in and make friends.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SuzenJuel/~4/L9qXpmpvmRE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://suzenjuel.com/2010/05/05/letter-to-father-mike/</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Food, Read All About it</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SuzenJuel/~3/gvj4TaOxg_k/</link><description>Most of the people I am fortunate enough to know in my life, creative minds&amp;#8230;no matter what, all have these ideas..ideas and more ideas. Most of them, never do all their ideas, in fact, no one does that I&amp;#8217;m aware of, we tend to focus on One&amp;#8230;and do all we can to make it happen.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SuzenJuel/~4/gvj4TaOxg_k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://suzenjuel.com/2010/04/08/586/</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>
