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<rss version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>Well there isn’t much to say about me that I feel is needed for you to view the content posted here. An over view of this blog is that I post pictures, write about numerous things that come to mind. I hope you enjoy.</description><title>Yay you have found my blog!</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @justabunchofrandomcrap)</generator><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/</link><item><title>This is my writing when I was in 2nd grade.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;My favoiet plase is the Puplice Libery. I like it becaus it is a big bilding done town. It is a libray for adlts and kids. You have to tack an alivater up to adlt area. You gest have to walk to the kids area.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Now if I translate this in to understandable terms it would be: 
My favorite place is the public library. I like it because it is a big building downtown. It is a library for adults and kids. You have to take an elevator up to the adult area. You just have to walk to the kids area.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You know I miss being a little kid and how much I’d love to learn. I mean when I was 7 I love the library. I couldn’t even read back then. Haha I was also that little kid who would try and be the teacher’s pet and always giving them gifts and things.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;That’d changed. But to tell you the truth it hasn’t changed by much. Well I can read now. That’s probably the only difference. Oh and I can spell.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/874675149</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/874675149</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 03:12:14 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I miss drawing stuff like this on my hands. I guess we’ll...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6bd4slxci1qzidq0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss drawing stuff like this on my hands. I guess we’ll just need  school to be back in session so I’m bored enough to doodle on myself again.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/874646366</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/874646366</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 03:00:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Things like this I never want to find in my freezer. But of...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6bcsyF2rE1qzidq0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Things like this I never want to find in my freezer. But of course I do.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/874629219</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/874629219</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 02:53:05 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Yeah. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;I’ve had to deal with a whole fucking lot in the past 24 hours. And I’ve had to deal with some pretty fucking scary shit, and had to have to have enough courage to deal with something pretty fucking huge while I was completely fucking broken. And now you wonder what I’m doing?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Eating yogurt. It’s 2:30, and I’m fucking eating yogurt. I don’t even like yogurt. And to top it all off I’m pretty sure I’m lactose intolerant. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yeah.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/874589357</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/874589357</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 02:36:31 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Well, fuck.</title><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/874557691</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/874557691</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 02:22:55 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I find it awesome that my friend made this. I wish I knew how to...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5sxihwf6f1qzidq0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I find it awesome that my friend made this. I wish I knew how to do this. Ha but I know I never could because when I was in woodshop I was terrified of chopping off my finger or something. I’m glad all the projects that year were partner projects so I made them do the cutting and I did the gluing. Not that gluing was any better seeing as I was burned numerous times.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/831647727</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/831647727</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Jul 2010 04:05:51 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Ha wow one whole year. Yay! Actually this makes me really happy....</title><description>&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5ihg879Id1qzidq0o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ha wow one whole year. Yay! Actually this makes me really happy. Now I can celebrate! &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/807636435</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/807636435</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jul 2010 12:43:20 -0700</pubDate><category>Blog Birthday</category></item><item><title>I really don’t know why, but I’ve always wanted a...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5hmjkhVT71qzidq0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really don’t know why, but I’ve always wanted a pet turtle. For some reason I think they’d make a pretty awesome pet. I mean you can feed it things and they actually are pretty fun to play with. (Yes that’s my leg in this picture. This is my neighbors turtle. His name is Mr. Turtle. And be for you go and attack his name you should know one of the most adorable little 3 year olds named him.) The only thing about having a turtle that would be kinda a downside but also a plus is they live for a long time (right? Or at least that’s what I heard.) I mean life changes. I don’t know if I could commit to having a turtle for a long time, but I would never want to end up leaving it to die somewhere. That’d be horrible. If I was to actually get a turtle I would want to pass them down to like an 8 year old who is in need of a pet (or friend, and then my turtle could be their friend).&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Now that I think about it I really want to get a turtle. Heck my birthday is coming up maybe I can ask for one then. (or not. I probably couldn’t take care of one)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/805756566</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/805756566</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jul 2010 01:34:36 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5hl6q1HId1qzidq0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/805684209</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/805684209</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jul 2010 01:05:22 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Maybe I should just get hypnotized.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I feel like I have no personal space anymore. At all. I’m not a secretive person, who keeps everything from my parents or anything. But I do need my space from people. I need a lot of ‘me time’. I need my own place where I can be whenever I want that can be my own and mine only. But ever since my parents officially started to break up in October I’ve almost completely lost that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I really don’t have much time where I genuinely feel alone (I do feel alone but in another way that isn’t this one, that’s not really positive for me but that’s not what I’m talking about right now.) and can just think or do whatever I want just by myself away from the people around me. People tire me. I’ve always been this way. Even when I was little. It really didn’t matter how much fun I was having with my friends I could/can’t spend more than 24 hours with them. I always end up looking for the soonest way out. Don’t get me wrong I love hanging out with I just need my own space. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The only real place I somewhat feel I can have this sort of alone time is my room, in my old house (or I guess the one I’ve been living in for the longest). But seeing as now my time I have to be in my room is cut in half, or more like a fourth seeing as my sister doesn’t leave me alone anymore, I feel even more lost than usual. The only real time I have to myself now is late at night. Everyone’s asleep and can’t be in my space both mentally and physically. But this isn’t working to well for me. I mean yeah I can stay up all night and I do. Heck I’m writing this at 5 in the morning for pete’s sake. It’s just probably not the best thing for me to do. I mean sleeping during the day and staying up all night really makes you miss out on things, and really I can’t keep doing this when school starts up again. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My counselor (don’t even get me started on this. It’s sort of mixed feelings about having to go and see her) wants to hypnotize me. Yeah that’s right hypnotize me. She wants me to have some place in my mind that I can go to at anytime to be ‘alone’. But somehow I doubt having some weird wheat field in my mind is going to help me have my alone time. Quite frankly I think that would screw me up more than I already am. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Alright I am done. For now at least. Now I’ll probably go lay down because my stomach is KILLING me. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/801852626</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/801852626</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Jul 2010 05:23:34 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I'm far too lazy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;And laziness seems to just get worse as I get older. Gah seriously I think my laziness my actually kill me. I was too lazy to even get up and eat today! I really don’t think that’s healthy. But that’s just more of the reason I should get a mini fridge in my room. That way when I don’t leave my room for days I can at least not be dying from starvation.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I also am too lazy to change out of my clothes sometimes. I mean I don’t know why they invented pajamas I feel jeans are pretty dang comfy. And when you stay up until 5 in the morning the last thing on your mind is what pajamas you should change into. Man when I’m tired I just crash.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/772398231</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/772398231</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Jul 2010 03:28:44 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Reblog if when you first made a Tumblr you thought no one would ever follow it. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://void-strangers.tumblr.com/post/771158993"&gt;void-strangers&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://rockandrollsuicide.tumblr.com/post/771158228/reblog-if-when-you-first-made-a-tumblr-you-thought-no"&gt;rockandrollsuicide&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://obese.tumblr.com/post/771157463"&gt;obese&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://potterazzi.tumblr.com/post/771155575"&gt;potterazzi&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;(via: &lt;a href="http://xvoluspa.tumblr.com/"&gt;xvoluspa&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bemyteddy.tumblr.com/post/609640220"&gt;bemyteddy&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/771167600</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/771167600</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Jul 2010 19:24:27 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Happy birthday Tumblr!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;In exactly 11 days it will be my Tumblr’s first birthday! :D Haha I’ve actually been looking forward to this. I mean what better way to spend my day on the 14th then wishing my Tumblr a happy birthday? I think nothing. Actually 3 important birthdays are coming up.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Tumblr which is on the 14th&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;My birthday which is on August 7th&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Then lastly my Twitter which is the 20th&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;To tell you the truth I’m more excited both my twitter and tumblr’s birthdays more than my own. Eh I’ve never really been that big on my birthday. I won’t even be doing anything for it which I’m perfectly fine with. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/765875463</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/765875463</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Jul 2010 09:17:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Extra Time On My Hands</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I’m having a pretty casual morning (actually it’s almost noon) here in Portland. Sunny and warm today, which is actually a plus. I’m in the mood for some sunny nice weather like this. It is summer after all so in a way I kinda feel it should be sunny and hot. Or at least I am expecting it. But quite frankly the weather has been pretty chill and kinda cloudy. Don’t get me wrong I love that kind of weather just after months and months of it a little sunshine is always welcome.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I could talk about the weather for at least 50 tumblr posts but this god damn sneeze of mine is making me so annoyed I just thought I should move on to talking about my allergies to life. Well right off the bat, I’m allergic to the sun. Yep. And no it’s not the normal oh I’ll burn to death going out in it or getting a weird skin reaction from it. I sneeze at it. I know sneezing at the sun is so weird. And now it’s gotten even worse and I sneeze at pretty much any form of light. And if I don’t sneeze I constantly get that horrible needing to sneeze feeling that seriously drives me so crazy I think about just digging a hole into the ground and never seeing sunlight or any kind of light ever again.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Well besides being allergic to the sun, I’m pretty sure I’m allergic to everything else. Everything in the air is just killing me. And this sucks because I never had allergies when I was a little kid. Now I have them worse than everyone else. Like seriously I can’t even talk normally. I sound like a gross raspy allergy filled version of myself. It’s horrible! I kinda sound like a boy goingthrough puberty! That’s just not right.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Well shoot. Turns out I actually might go do something so I’ll cut this short. If I don’t do anything productive or interesting you’ll see me I’m a bit. Heck whatever that doesn’t matter.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/742788147</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/742788147</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Jun 2010 12:06:06 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>WTF is this.: Madelineeee(:</title><description>&lt;a href="http://tattoosandaswitchbladeattitude.tumblr.com/post/733495713/madelineeee"&gt;WTF is this.: Madelineeee(:&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Okay, so for you followers who don’t know and do not follow Madeline on tumblr, she is one of my EXTREMELY good friends. We’ve only known each other since May 1st, when I met her whilst waiting outside of a This Providence concert, but I knew we were going to be friends. She’s amazing, and she…&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I love Rogue. This is seriously one of the nicest things I’ve gotten. All of these things are so true (but from my perspective of course). :,)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/733525082</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/733525082</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jun 2010 22:21:39 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>This is for you Rogue.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well first off this will be the second time I write this because my stupid computer decided to act up and not work and this somewhat long post got lost somewhere in the internet and has yet to return to me. So there now I have to rewrite it all. But I don’t mind :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This is a post dedicated to my friend Rogue. Go ahead and feel free to follow her links. Here’s her &lt;a title="Twitter" href="http://twitter.com/roguelikewoe"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; and here’s her &lt;a title="Tumblr" href="http://tattoosandaswitchbladeattitude.tumblr.com/"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt; oh and be sure to follow her Tumblr she is just starting and could use some more followers ;)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If it wasn’t for many things all being perfectly alined I doubt we would even know each other now. Well I’m going to cut the explanation of how we met short by saying we ended up being in line together at a concert and well during the several hours of us waiting for the show we actually bonded. Which is pretty weird for that to happen at a concert for me because usually no one ever comes and talks to me. Hm maybe I don’t seem approachable or something, who knows. But seeing as she already knew Sophie from a previous concert (which I wish I went to even more knowing I could have met Rogue that much sooner) they actually started talking which was great. I’m kinda a shy person around people. Well no not really shy more I’d much rather you come up to me because I won’t come up to you sort of person. But anyways that’s besides my point. Well we exchanged ‘info’ and have been tweeting it up ever since. (I do also have her phone number and am facebook friends with her but we really don’t talk through that.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well Rogue this paragraph is for you. The ones above were more for my followers (as you could tell because I really didn’t need to explain to you how we met because you already knew. But they didn’t and they will most likely be reading this as well.) You are one amazing girl. I am so glad that you are now a part of my life. You are funny, nice, smart, and just all around a pretty dang well rounded girl. This summer we must hang out. Well besides the concert where we will probably be sitting outside of the venue for HOURS. I am so glad you tweet me everyday (or for hours everyday. Dang I don’t think I can remember a day since I met you that I haven’t tweeted you. Hahaha) you are by far my best twitter friend. But no that does not mean I am willing to give you my twitter password. ;) Well damn there is so much more I could say but it’s already pretty lengthy and I don’t want to force you into reading anymore than I already am (I mean come on it is summer for pete’s sake, who’d really want to read something this lengthy? Well me, but that’s besides the point. I enjoy reading, and writing you can probably already tell by this longish post. And my previous ones as well.) so I’m going to leave you with this. Rogue I love you. You are so amazing and I know we haven’t know each other for very long at all but I hope we stay friends for a very very long time and into the future. ♥&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Madeline :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/732578092</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/732578092</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jun 2010 16:18:07 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>WTF is this.: Day 1 - My Best Friend</title><description>&lt;a href="http://tattoosandaswitchbladeattitude.tumblr.com/post/730759625/day-1-my-best-friend"&gt;WTF is this.: Day 1 - My Best Friend&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I honestly don’t have ONE SINGLE best friend, so I’m going to list them all and pair them with pictures. Ready? KTHX.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1) Jess Nario.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs148.snc3/17576_1305689371737_1515607895_814312_1104807_n.jpg" width="592" height="448" id="myphoto"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don’t know where I would be without her there. I’m so sad when we don’t talk for days. I miss her all the time, and I’m so glad that she lives where some…&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Everyone go read this. This is one of the nicest things I have been included in.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/730780306</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/730780306</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jun 2010 01:52:15 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I love handwritten letters.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I know I’ve talked about this before (roughly like a few months ago) but there is just so much I love about handwritten letters. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I just finished writing my friend a letter and just realized how personal they can be. Just putting the pen to paper makes it personal. No one has the exact same handwriting as you so when you make the effort to actually write it out, I feel it shows you care just a little bit more. I’m not sure about how other people write letters, but I know I write them exactly like how I speak. Well that goes for anything written by me I guess. I’d say I have pretty strong voice in everything I write, but in letters I just feel like it’s even more of myself in it ya know? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well I don’t know about you but I just love receiving mail. Mail that isn’t like junk or report cards and stuff. I RARELY get mail. I don’t even get birthday invites mailed to me. Remember when you were in like 3rd and 4th grade and all your invitations to parties were sent through the mail? Yeah I miss that. Now all you get is like some mass facebook message or something and then people have stupid conversations about totally unrelated stuff on that post and you are stuck with all those pointless god damn email notifications…. But I’m not going to go into how frustrating that is. Yeah when I get mail nowadays it’s either a magazine subscription, spam or something else I don’t want, or money from whatever birthday or holiday has accrued recently (that kind of mail I love to get :D) but I NEVER get any letters from anyone. That’s why I like to send them. I think other people would love to receive some form of a letter just to say hey I was thinking about you and wanted to write you a letter. I’d hope that’d cheer them up or at least give them something to read if they want to.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Oh geez well I have plenty more on this subject I could say but it’s 3 in the morning and I’m beyond tired right now and think it’d be best for me to get some sleep instead of babbling on to my computer about my love for handwritten letters. Even though there is plenty more I could say I may touch on at a later date. But for now this is all you get.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Goodnight. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/717962953</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/717962953</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Jun 2010 03:17:49 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>One of the many things I love about summer. All the creepy chalk...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l4a4vzSrwZ1qzidq0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of the many things I love about summer. All the creepy chalk drawings and writing in my neighborhood. I’m never sure who exactly draws them. Heck most likely most of them are my doing. Man I love chalk. Oh and by the way the drawing in this picture is not of my doing. I’m actually kind of creeped out because it was in my driveway and I have no idea who wrote it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/716030003</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/716030003</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Jun 2010 13:56:40 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Formspring</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/ubu92"&gt;Formspring&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;Haven’t posted my formspring in a while. If you have any questions/comments/anything you would like me to answer or see feel free to write them in here. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/712575799</link><guid>http://www.justabunchofrandomcrap.com/post/712575799</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jun 2010 13:46:35 -0700</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
