<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-5558230</id><updated>2023-03-21T17:14:54.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello to All!!!!!</title><subtitle type='html'>My Journal of Unimportant Subjects that Need to be Discussed</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creativearts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creativearts.blogspot.com/'/><author><name>Britta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07506218356989020099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558230.post-105845217250971047</id><published>2003-07-17T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-17T07:29:32.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So......what&#39;s going on everyone?  I get to go home tomorrow.  I did end up reading two of my poems at the Java Rock Cafe last night.  I really like to go to poetry coffee shops.  It&#39;s just the feeling they create that I love.  I read two poems of totally different emotions.....happiness and anger.  It&#39;s kind of hard to read poems with expression because I think that people would laugh at me.  But fellow poets and people who appreciate poetry don&#39;t laugh.  They totally understand what you are saying.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105845217250971047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105845217250971047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creativearts.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105845217250971047' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558230.post-105838583335037879</id><published>2003-07-16T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T13:03:53.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone, please come visit &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sru.edu/depts/artsci/saa/2003/hypertext/landfried/frontpage.htm&quot;&gt;my site&lt;/a&gt;!!!!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105838583335037879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105838583335037879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creativearts.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105838583335037879' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558230.post-105838410962508954</id><published>2003-07-16T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T12:35:09.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I&#39;m happier right now.  I just need to get a few more Snickers bars to give me a sugar rush.  HEHEHE.  &lt;br /&gt;Talk again later.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105838410962508954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105838410962508954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creativearts.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105838410962508954' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558230.post-105836022909175254</id><published>2003-07-16T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T05:57:37.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good morning.  Today is not a happy day.  Like all the other days here in Slippery Rock, I have only gotten six hours of sleep.  Some people are well rested then, but I am not.  This is not good at all.  In the morning I will be tired for all of my classes, and in the late afternoon I will be irritable with my friends.  I seriously need some sleep bad.  I wanted to go read some poetry in the Java Rock Cafe but I think I&#39;ll sleep instead.  Okay, well,..........goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzz</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105836022909175254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105836022909175254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creativearts.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105836022909175254' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07506218356989020099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558230.post-105829306421768265</id><published>2003-07-15T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-15T11:17:44.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everybody please come visit &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sru.edu/depts/artsci/saa/2003/hypertext/landfried/frontpage.htm&quot;&gt;my site&lt;/a&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105829306421768265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105829306421768265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creativearts.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105829306421768265' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07506218356989020099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558230.post-105829228488568351</id><published>2003-07-15T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-15T11:32:38.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love dreams (the kind of dreams when you sleep).  Well....usually.  Most people can remember dreams; not always though.  Last night I had a very awkward dream.  I would share it with you but it is kind of personal (as are most dreams).  Some people have reoccurring dreams.  I&#39;ve never experienced that.  I know somebody who has and it sound very freaky to me.&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve had really scary dreams...about people chasing me or stalking me.  But when I tell my friends about it, I tend to laugh it off.  I think dreams mean something though.  I really do.  I try to figure out what they are saying to me, but I can&#39;t come up with a good explanation.  &lt;br /&gt;A good site to look at and maybe figure out what your dreams mean is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://dreamdoctor.com&quot;&gt;http://dreamdoctor.com&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105829228488568351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105829228488568351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creativearts.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105829228488568351' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558230.post-105820400204947673</id><published>2003-07-14T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-14T10:33:22.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to say something about when people type.  It really annoys me when someone types with just their two index fingers.  It makes me want to scream.  I think some people need to learn how to type. PLEASE!  I am seriously annoyed.  I know there are people in this room right now typing wrong.  I wish they would stop.  I learned how to type right when I was in about fourth grade.  I looks kind of stupid if you can&#39;t.  </content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105820400204947673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105820400204947673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creativearts.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105820400204947673' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558230.post-105820333919938430</id><published>2003-07-14T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-14T10:22:19.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a very warm day.  I was wearing a sweatshirt and jeans to all my classes because the rooms are air-conditioned.  I walked outside to go to lunch and I was being fried in my clothes.  It didn&#39;t feel so great.  &lt;br /&gt;Anyway....&lt;br /&gt;I have no point in this journal entry.  I&#39;m just talking about whatever comes into my head.  &lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t usually like Mondays.  Why?  Because I don&#39;t.  Most people don&#39;t like Mondays probably because they are the beginning of the work-week or beginning of the school-week or just because they don&#39;t like the name &quot;Monday&quot;.  Whatever.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105820333919938430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105820333919938430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creativearts.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105820333919938430' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07506218356989020099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558230.post-105794380233840132</id><published>2003-07-11T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T10:16:42.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!!!  I&#39;m having a good time now-- writing all my poetry and fiction stories in Slippery Rock.  I can&#39;t wait to play the piano again.  If you are a musically talented person and enjoy the music that you create, you know what I mean when I say that I crave playing the piano.  &lt;br /&gt;If I ever get my fiction story done, I will post it for anyone to see.  Right now it is taking me a while.  </content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105794380233840132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105794380233840132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creativearts.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105794380233840132' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07506218356989020099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558230.post-105785760835244563</id><published>2003-07-10T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T10:20:08.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn&#39;t mention that I am staying in Slippery Rock University right now.  I am taking classes in creative writing.  The class I am in now is hypertext fiction.  I am learning about making my web page....obviously.  The other classes I am taking are poetry and fiction. &lt;br /&gt;Some of my poetry is kind of....well....different.  One of my poems that I wrote is called &quot;The Coroner&#39;s Workplace&quot;.  It was actually an assignment that I had to do.  I wrote on what it would be like to be raised in a coroner&#39;s workplace.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105785760835244563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105785760835244563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creativearts.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105785760835244563' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558230.post-105777137539871715</id><published>2003-07-09T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T10:22:55.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have never created a site like this before and I find it a little confusing.  People that have done this before have an advantage.   I can definetly type and keep a journal but other than that I&#39;m not always sure what I&#39;m doing.  I am hoping to set up some links to my own short stories and poems and some other writings I like from various authors.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105777137539871715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105777137539871715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creativearts.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105777137539871715' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07506218356989020099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558230.post-105768792495372419</id><published>2003-07-08T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-08T11:12:05.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The site I found had a lot to do with cows.  I like cows too but it is kind of creepy if that is all you talk about.  I liked the format --very simple.  The pictures seem to give the site a little spice.  I have never made a web site before so I am kind of confused.  I like when people write short biographies on themselves.  It is interesting to find out what other people like.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105768792495372419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558230/posts/default/105768792495372419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creativearts.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105768792495372419' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author></entry></feed>