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<!--Generated by Squarespace V5 Site Server v5.13.252 (http://www.squarespace.com) on Thu, 14 Aug 2014 20:09:43 GMT--><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" href="/universal/styles/feed.css"?><feed xmlns="http://purl.org/atom/ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="0.3"><title>Quo Vado? - Comments</title><id>squarespace:weblog:4511386</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kmsqrd.squarespace.com/living/"/><modified>2013-02-15T00:36:45Z</modified><generator uri="http://five.squarespace.com/" version="Squarespace V5 Site Server v5.13.252 (http://www.squarespace.com)">Squarespace</generator><info type="application/xhtml+xml"><div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">the living</div></info><entry><title>eva comments on In Style</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kmsqrd.squarespace.com/living/2011/8/22/in-style.html#comments"/><id>squarespace:comment:4511386-12585470-17897202</id><author><name>eva</name></author><created>2012-05-01T07:59:28Z</created><issued>2012-05-01T07:59:28Z</issued><modified>2012-05-01T07:59:28Z</modified><content type="text/html" xml:lang="en-US" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[<p>Wow! What a cake! I love it... If I could have it.... Any ways thanks for sharing this image with us....</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>E comments on In Style</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kmsqrd.squarespace.com/living/2011/8/22/in-style.html#comments"/><id>squarespace:comment:4511386-12585470-17179784</id><author><name>E</name></author><created>2012-03-06T02:30:26Z</created><issued>2012-03-06T02:30:26Z</issued><modified>2012-03-06T02:30:26Z</modified><content type="text/html" xml:lang="en-US" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[<p>It&#39;s a little late to be celebrating birthdays :p</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>profgrrrrl comments on Put It Down</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kmsqrd.squarespace.com/living/2010/6/3/put-it-down.html#comments"/><id>squarespace:comment:4511386-7851694-8632787</id><author><name>profgrrrrl</name></author><created>2010-06-06T23:50:34Z</created><issued>2010-06-06T23:50:34Z</issued><modified>2010-06-06T23:50:34Z</modified><content type="text/html" xml:lang="en-US" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[<p>LOVE this post. It drives me crazy when I'm in stores and see ignoring their kids to have senseless conversations or families out to dinner all texting other people. </p><p>I regularly do not answer my phone. If it rings, I may check it if the baby is at day care (can't help it, I worry) -- but the whole point of caller ID is that you don't have to answer the phone to find out who is calling! At home it's often in my purse or the other room and I just don't hear it. I may be too lazy to check messages for a few days. I don't believe in being a slave to the phone -- and definitely no phone at meals, when with friends (unless the friend ran to the bathroom) or during family time.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>lucy comments on QOTD: Approach</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kmsqrd.squarespace.com/living/2010/1/1/qotd-approach.html#comments"/><id>squarespace:comment:4511386-6179864-6781280</id><author><name>lucy</name></author><created>2010-01-05T02:54:18Z</created><issued>2010-01-05T02:54:18Z</issued><modified>2010-01-05T02:54:18Z</modified><content type="text/html" xml:lang="en-US" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[<p>I'm awfully fond of that quote!</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>E:) comments on The Word Means Something Damn It!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kmsqrd.squarespace.com/living/2009/9/28/the-word-means-something-damn-it.html#comments"/><id>squarespace:comment:4511386-5331096-5864729</id><author><name>E:)</name></author><created>2009-10-12T19:04:47Z</created><issued>2009-10-12T19:04:47Z</issued><modified>2009-10-12T19:04:47Z</modified><content type="text/html" xml:lang="en-US" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[<p>Yeah. &quot;Friendship&quot; and the definition shades inherently surrounding it are a bitch. That is all.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Lucy comments on The Word Means Something Damn It!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kmsqrd.squarespace.com/living/2009/9/28/the-word-means-something-damn-it.html#comments"/><id>squarespace:comment:4511386-5331096-5727283</id><author><name>Lucy</name></author><created>2009-10-03T02:10:07Z</created><issued>2009-10-03T02:10:07Z</issued><modified>2009-10-03T02:10:07Z</modified><content type="text/html" xml:lang="en-US" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[<p>You are not alone in this.  There are still those of us out there for whom friend evokes powerful images of loyalty and companionship and love.   We may not give our friendship easily or freely, but when we do, we are friends forever.</p><p>And I think that's a good thing.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>JPB comments on The Word Means Something Damn It!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kmsqrd.squarespace.com/living/2009/9/28/the-word-means-something-damn-it.html#comments"/><id>squarespace:comment:4511386-5331096-5666922</id><author><name>JPB</name></author><created>2009-09-29T23:32:33Z</created><issued>2009-09-29T23:32:33Z</issued><modified>2009-09-29T23:32:33Z</modified><content type="text/html" xml:lang="en-US" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[<p>Words are a problem. Our language is full of them, we use them all the time, they have definitions, but the definitions never really capture everything they mean to us. Ironically, words are not very good at defining other words.</p><p>So you say &quot;friend&quot; and it means something to you, but it means something else to someone else. This isn't so bad when you say &quot;cup&quot; and I'm thinking of a coffee mug while you're thinking of a small glass. We can generalize and figure each other out. But when you say &quot;friend&quot; and we don't mean the same thing, it's deeper than that. You are using the word to describe an emotional relationship.</p><p>Like any word describing an internal state (&quot;love,&quot; &quot;sadness,&quot; &quot;content&quot;), words just aren't enough.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Melissa comments on The Word Means Something Damn It!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kmsqrd.squarespace.com/living/2009/9/28/the-word-means-something-damn-it.html#comments"/><id>squarespace:comment:4511386-5331096-5651756</id><author><name>Melissa</name></author><created>2009-09-29T04:38:10Z</created><issued>2009-09-29T04:38:10Z</issued><modified>2009-09-29T04:38:10Z</modified><content type="text/html" xml:lang="en-US" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[<p>This &quot;friend&quot; business haunts me all the time. </p><p>I think being midwestern also has something to do with it. </p><p>Also- you are my friend and I am yours.  I'm just re-iterating the OBVIOUS. </p><p>xx</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>E:) comments on A Definition of Sorts</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kmsqrd.squarespace.com/living/2009/9/11/a-definition-of-sorts.html#comments"/><id>squarespace:comment:4511386-5160253-5506089</id><author><name>E:)</name></author><created>2009-09-12T02:56:12Z</created><issued>2009-09-12T02:56:12Z</issued><modified>2009-09-12T02:56:12Z</modified><content type="text/html" xml:lang="en-US" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[<p>See, this is exactly why I think we both &quot;grew&quot; into be introverts. We basically had to be. No kids to play with in &quot;da hood,&quot; and the units were always working like hell and too tired to pay attention to us. I make it a point to not bring my home work with me as much as possible, because I HATED the dinner experience.</p><p>So, I think you feel invisible and not heard because especially after hatching, and medical issues, you were likely pushed aside. But, even after that sorat stabilized, we were still largely on our own, no?</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>kmsqrd comments on People Too...</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kmsqrd.squarespace.com/living/2009/9/10/people-too.html#comments"/><id>squarespace:comment:4511386-5154685-5486573</id><author><name>kmsqrd</name></author><created>2009-09-11T03:13:00Z</created><issued>2009-09-11T03:13:00Z</issued><modified>2009-09-11T03:13:00Z</modified><content type="text/html" xml:lang="en-US" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[<p>You're right! I just couldn't fit those into pithy questions. :)</p>]]></content></entry></feed>