<?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-8192923357281113883</id><updated>2011-08-01T19:28:04.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pages.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pudding revolution</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491303394476097898</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>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-5515379909906632910</id><published>2009-11-07T18:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T18:30:28.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>didn't deserve this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-5515379909906632910?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/5515379909906632910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=5515379909906632910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/5515379909906632910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/5515379909906632910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/11/didnt-deserve-this.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-5622600731209412361</id><published>2009-11-03T16:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:37:02.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will of course have good thoughts about even those that i have the most distaste for.  It is the times like this, when i have good thoughts of all those in my past that i wish the time would go quicker.  I wish to forget many things because they cloud my judgement and feelings of the present. I would much rather, as with most people I am sure, have something positive to occupy my time and thoughts when I am not drowning myself in work.  I would like to freely say what is killing me to say without it crumbling the already weak ground that we are standing on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-5622600731209412361?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/5622600731209412361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=5622600731209412361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/5622600731209412361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/5622600731209412361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-will-of-course-have-good-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-6802288637059325711</id><published>2009-09-27T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T19:36:47.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been living life and dealing with people through a curved glass tv screen. voices flattened by bad speakers at the base of the screen. except one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-6802288637059325711?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/6802288637059325711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=6802288637059325711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/6802288637059325711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/6802288637059325711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-been-living-life-and-dealing-with.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-3571422524770683107</id><published>2009-06-14T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T19:33:44.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to curl up in bed and listen to someone else talk so i dont fill my head with my own nonsense for a bit. that sounds better and better the more i ponder it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-3571422524770683107?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-2997292928878548835</id><published>2009-06-10T09:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:53:43.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>positive thoughts and laughing off all this bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm seeing what i need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-2997292928878548835?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/2997292928878548835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-2230732221651714325</id><published>2009-05-27T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:48:30.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i'm convinced that ill never find the right person because i'm impossible to get along with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-2230732221651714325?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/2230732221651714325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-5251556529392559142</id><published>2009-05-26T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T18:42:45.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes.. i'm really afraid i'm doing it all wrong.  for the wrong reasons. because of the wrong information. because of the wrong reactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to do it right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-5251556529392559142?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/5251556529392559142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=5251556529392559142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/5251556529392559142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/5251556529392559142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/05/sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-6035664618474752347</id><published>2009-05-25T16:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:24:13.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sums up.</title><content type='html'>Been beat up and battered 'round &lt;br /&gt;Been sent up, and I've been shot down &lt;br /&gt;You're the best thing that I've ever found &lt;br /&gt;Handle me with care&lt;br /&gt;Reputations changeable &lt;br /&gt;Situations tolerable &lt;br /&gt;Baby, you're adorable &lt;br /&gt;Handle me with care&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of being lonely &lt;br /&gt;I still have some love to give &lt;br /&gt;Won't you show me that you really care&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's got somebody to lean on &lt;br /&gt;Put your body next to mine, and dream on&lt;br /&gt;I've been fobbed off, and I've been fooled &lt;br /&gt;I've been robbed and ridiculed &lt;br /&gt;In day care centers and night schools &lt;br /&gt;Handle me with care&lt;br /&gt;Been stuck in airports, terrorized &lt;br /&gt;Sent to meetings, hypnotized &lt;br /&gt;Overexposed, commercialized &lt;br /&gt;Hand me with care&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of being lonely &lt;br /&gt;I still have some love to give &lt;br /&gt;Won't you show me that you really care&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's got somebody to lean on &lt;br /&gt;Put your body next to mine, and dream on&lt;br /&gt;I've been uptight and made a mess &lt;br /&gt;But I'll clean it up myself, I guess &lt;br /&gt;Oh, the sweet smell of success &lt;br /&gt;Handle me with care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-6035664618474752347?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/6035664618474752347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=6035664618474752347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/6035664618474752347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/6035664618474752347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/05/sums-up.html' title='sums up.'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-3384967403383315272</id><published>2009-05-20T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:08:54.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm smiling.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not pretending i'm happy because it fits into some ridiculous plan better.&lt;br /&gt;i'm smiling because of smiles that make me go a bit weak in the knees.&lt;br /&gt;i'm smiling because i'm not afraid of anything because i only have 7 more days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-3384967403383315272?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/3384967403383315272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=3384967403383315272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/3384967403383315272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/3384967403383315272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-smiling.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-1915761188382191800</id><published>2009-05-16T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T13:42:10.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why is it that no matter how hard some people try....  they always fall into the trap of their own subconscious sabotage.  I find myself hiding from the nice ones because i'm convinced they have something to hide.  i am in fact, destroying any chance i have to not get fucked over by trying not to get fucked over.  curious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-1915761188382191800?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/1915761188382191800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=1915761188382191800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/1915761188382191800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/1915761188382191800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-is-it-that-no-matter-how-hard-some.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-5147376957294505540</id><published>2009-05-13T07:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T07:08:57.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the last few nights have been filled with bizzare dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two nights ago I dreamed I was being followed and my house(that i've never seen before) was burned down on a hill in a forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I dreamt I was losing all of my hair and &lt;br /&gt;separately was at a huge art factory with installations where we stole fur coats and dined in a basement&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-5147376957294505540?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/5147376957294505540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=5147376957294505540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/5147376957294505540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/5147376957294505540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-few-nights-have-been-filled-with.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-8045060163023369256</id><published>2009-05-11T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T11:31:25.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Drowning is a good word for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is just so much that tends to pile up, you don't know which way is which and how to do anything.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have realized that i preoccupy my personal thoughts with fantasy and wishful thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Reality has become too much to deal with 100% of the time.  &lt;br /&gt;Reality has become so serious and yet such a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it kindly, i am a magnet for the disaster and the pitifully lost.&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if i gravitate to it or if it gravitates to me.&lt;br /&gt;Either way it is shitty and frustrating and impossible to avoid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-8045060163023369256?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/8045060163023369256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=8045060163023369256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/8045060163023369256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/8045060163023369256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/05/drowning-is-good-word-for-it.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-8657303594695740832</id><published>2009-05-03T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:17:02.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, as the last 4 years of my education, at least for a while come to an end. I am relieved and terrified.  It is like Christmas and the day is almost over and there is no more excitement and you don't know what to do or where to start.  I heard someone talking about how they have a connection with this place.  I honestly have a severe distaste for this building and much of this school.  As this all is ending, I find myself thinking that I can come back and print and shoot.  The fact of the matter being, I wont be able to, probably ever.  This is the end of the line and I realize what people were saying when they said I would miss it.  I miss the facilities at my fingertips to do whatever i please.  Unfortunately for me, i spent the last 4 years doing work for other people and not myself.  Staying in instead of enjoying myself.  Cutting myself off for people who will mean nothing to me in another 4 years.  I have a million regrets and It is a difficult thing to realize when you are under so much pressure to make work "for yourself' for others.  It is the pressure that has made me hate it.   I will have to try my best to enjoy what is left of adolescence.  What is left of my childhood because the minute i walk across that stage, it will all be over.  Despite the fact that I really want this real world, adult, rit free life.  I know the change will be good for me even if it is difficult to step into.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-8657303594695740832?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/8657303594695740832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=8657303594695740832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/8657303594695740832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/8657303594695740832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-as-last-4-years-of-my-education-at.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-305077925615529873</id><published>2009-03-26T18:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:28:56.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>done.</title><content type='html'>i take it all back.  every single time i said it. &lt;br /&gt;you've got what you want.  &lt;br /&gt;a small box in the bottom of my closet.&lt;br /&gt;and your friends and your freedom.&lt;br /&gt;you gave me that reason to not believe in &lt;br /&gt;anything you promised you would protect me from.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-305077925615529873?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/305077925615529873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=305077925615529873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/305077925615529873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/305077925615529873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/03/done.html' title='done.'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-385546410464102135</id><published>2009-03-24T15:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T15:38:00.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish you really got it.  &lt;br /&gt;I wish you could step back and look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i didnt wish you would show up at my doorstep or work with a flower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-385546410464102135?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/385546410464102135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=385546410464102135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/385546410464102135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/385546410464102135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wish-you-really-got-it.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-2146810967344267846</id><published>2009-03-10T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T08:53:14.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing</title><content type='html'>"We are currently looking for volunteer Female Models who would like to donate some of their time and energy to pose for a Ladies fantasy/mythological themed calendar for 2010"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;craigslist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found by natalie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-2146810967344267846?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/2146810967344267846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=2146810967344267846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/2146810967344267846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/2146810967344267846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/03/amazing.html' title='amazing'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-1838099720994040453</id><published>2009-02-08T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T18:47:24.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Most amazing life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video games&lt;br /&gt;White Russians&lt;br /&gt;Tattoos. &lt;br /&gt;Hashbrowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-1838099720994040453?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/1838099720994040453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=1838099720994040453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/1838099720994040453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/1838099720994040453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/02/most-amazing-life.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-216549386593986501</id><published>2009-01-16T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T10:41:10.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i found this one beautiful.</title><content type='html'>because i didn't like myself.&lt;br /&gt;because i didn't want to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;because you always remembered my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;because you were safe.&lt;br /&gt;because i wanted to be different.&lt;br /&gt;because i thought i could save you.&lt;br /&gt;because there was always something.&lt;br /&gt;because you didn't mean a thing.&lt;br /&gt;because you were so nice.&lt;br /&gt;because i wanted to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;because i wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;because you woke me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-216549386593986501?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/216549386593986501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=216549386593986501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/216549386593986501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/216549386593986501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2009/01/because-i-didnt-like-myself.html' title='i found this one beautiful.'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-5300610727824088893</id><published>2008-11-11T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T11:13:25.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>price is righttt</title><content type='html'>"are you a television anchor.. want to know what other anchors are dating who?... now you can with a braaaand newww computerrrr"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-5300610727824088893?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/5300610727824088893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=5300610727824088893' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/5300610727824088893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/5300610727824088893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/11/price-is-righttt.html' title='price is righttt'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-789167520430395935</id><published>2008-11-10T11:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:40:32.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"everybody is a rape baby"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mr. bill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-789167520430395935?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/789167520430395935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=789167520430395935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/789167520430395935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/789167520430395935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/11/everybody-is-rape-baby-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-4146442791756878970</id><published>2008-11-10T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T06:11:38.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the best things in life are the things you still have strong after a huge fight you think you won't get over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-4146442791756878970?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/4146442791756878970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=4146442791756878970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/4146442791756878970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/4146442791756878970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/11/best-things-in-life-are-things-you.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-8491149473186724003</id><published>2008-10-19T12:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T12:39:48.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am i backing off&lt;br /&gt;pushing away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe because you never were worth sticking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ones that are worth sticking around.. know it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-8491149473186724003?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/8491149473186724003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=8491149473186724003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/8491149473186724003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/8491149473186724003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/10/am-i-backing-off-pushing-away-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-743049120344207413</id><published>2008-10-06T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T18:46:48.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you're all fucked.</title><content type='html'>"I can easily name off the top of my head almost everyone whos fucked everyone else in my group of friends.  If you havent been connected that way. everyone else has some distorted and personal opinion of you.  Telling you that your haircut obviously means something obscure and artsy and pretentious about yourself. In my head i'm thinking I just don't like to wash it or brush it very often so short makes sense.  The same person judging you on your body type a week before. They have a distorted view of what is attractive anyway but it is just another example of this weird incestuous "thing" people have when they are around eachother too much.  groups get tight.. too tight.. they split up. they move outward and drag more people in. its a hundred spider webs all sticking to eachother at the ends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She fucked him, he fucked her friend, we fucked, she fucks her friends old fuck buddy and her best friend is fucking her other friends ex. It goes on this way. every girl is giving dirty looks or privately dealing with the fact that there is no loyalty in the circle. A huge social climb where people are dragging themselves from the bottom of a hundred and fifteen people and desperately trying to climb to the top of the same people over and over. eventually, if you don't just walk away you all are going to kill each other or suffocate from trying too hard. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-743049120344207413?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/743049120344207413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=743049120344207413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/743049120344207413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/743049120344207413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/10/youre-all-fucked.html' title='you&apos;re all fucked.'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-4925868781435001440</id><published>2008-09-18T10:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T10:51:26.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ralph Mastromonaco is not going to reward children who are fat with food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-4925868781435001440?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/4925868781435001440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=4925868781435001440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/4925868781435001440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/4925868781435001440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/09/ralph-mastromonaco-is-not-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-2008079212533276901</id><published>2008-09-14T13:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T13:03:19.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear America</title><content type='html'>quit being miserable about how you look if you are not going to get off your asses, stop eating bottomless whatever at your local food chain and do something to make yourself look and feel healthier an better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-2008079212533276901?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/2008079212533276901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=2008079212533276901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/2008079212533276901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/2008079212533276901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/09/dear-america.html' title='dear America'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-9160176611514127247</id><published>2008-09-11T14:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:37:40.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"you just gotta do it.  Its like ripping a band-aid off.  a big band-aid you have sex with."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-9160176611514127247?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/9160176611514127247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=9160176611514127247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/9160176611514127247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/9160176611514127247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-just-gotta-do-it.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-7123964555234364292</id><published>2008-09-04T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:07:48.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you ever noticed that the only people who do the stupid sign for eating a girl out are straight fairly generic girls between the age of 14 and 23.  never anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food for thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-7123964555234364292?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/7123964555234364292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=7123964555234364292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7123964555234364292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7123964555234364292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/09/have-you-ever-noticed-that-only-people.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-1866803899964967414</id><published>2008-09-04T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T16:30:04.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i bought your bike from a bum!</title><content type='html'>i bought someones trek road bike off a bum, its a pretty slick model so i imagine it wasnt cheap, its a purple 12 speed with some pretty memorable yellow brake lines and clipless pedals, if you see it dont knock me down just yell and ill stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(craigslist gem)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-1866803899964967414?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/1866803899964967414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=1866803899964967414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/1866803899964967414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/1866803899964967414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-bought-your-bike-from-bum.html' title='i bought your bike from a bum!'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-5904355177359463809</id><published>2008-09-02T09:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:33:06.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as scary as it is to admit.  this time i am really happy.  i got lucky with this one and i'm not even sure how.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-5904355177359463809?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/5904355177359463809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=5904355177359463809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/5904355177359463809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/5904355177359463809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-so-lucky.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-5874813910627486990</id><published>2008-08-07T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T20:54:55.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it never works out quite like that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you can't be a grown up.. don't pretend you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're really immature and i don't even know you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-5874813910627486990?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/5874813910627486990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=5874813910627486990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/5874813910627486990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/5874813910627486990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-never-works-out-quite-like-that.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-3090273792431797561</id><published>2008-07-20T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T18:25:17.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how does it feel to be a rationalization.</title><content type='html'>"it was a winter comfort  that made the cold not seep all the way to your bones.  someone to crawl under blankets with and pretend you felt something more than warmth.  the pretending was okay because we both did it and in the back of my head i knew it.  it was something to half look forward to and know it was going to consume your time.  someone to talk to on the phone.  someone to call on new years eve.  it meant nothing and i half believed myself when i said that i wanted it that way.  &lt;br /&gt;sometimes i disgust myself with how i rationalize my bad decisions.  its okay because i'm happy for now.  but you never really are.  it is a warm body and easy to let go of."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-3090273792431797561?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/3090273792431797561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=3090273792431797561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/3090273792431797561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/3090273792431797561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-does-it-feel-to-be-rationalization.html' title='how does it feel to be a rationalization.'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-3015176272319697746</id><published>2008-07-20T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T17:48:11.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes pretending is just a little bit too hard to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-3015176272319697746?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/3015176272319697746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=3015176272319697746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/3015176272319697746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/3015176272319697746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/07/sometimes-pretending-is-just-little-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-7597684514874971356</id><published>2008-06-29T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T16:27:18.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nice girls like selfish asshole guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice guys like selfish bitchy girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-7597684514874971356?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-6758946435942449356</id><published>2008-06-25T15:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T17:07:33.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thought provoking moments. brought to you by K mart.</title><content type='html'>I can't get it all back. I just feel like true love deserves a chance.  that happiness deserves a chance. It deserves hope even if the ones you love or care about don't feel it back.  it deserves to live.  Then again I deserve to feel both sides of it too. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A friend said to me that romance and the need to have someone else is not what we should be looking for.  The further you are from nature the less complete you are.  something along those lines.  Maybe that is why i feel so much stronger when i am near water or in the woods.  Away from the ideals put into our heads at a young age.  Find the perfect one. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Don't compromise your plans for your life&lt;/span&gt;.  they will love you unconditionally and you them.  Happily ever after.  From the beginning it is left out that Prince charming has less than fine manners, his socks don't match, she avoids the truth, your friends dont get along with them or vice versa, he makes you cry, he can't look you in the eye, she picks on you a few too many times a day and he probably doesn't love you unconditionally.  cheating is left out. lies are avoided. the tears are made out to be easy to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are all consumed by who we want to be with, how they should look and act, what we want to with our lives and how it all should make us much happier than it ever really will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone needs to look aside from their "perfect life" that they envision.  if nobody compromised nobody would be together.&lt;br /&gt;our generation is self absorbed. they want  to have" someone that pleases them"&lt;br /&gt;this is why people fight over the stupid things and let it get out of hand.  they are afraid of losing THIER plans and THEIR futures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the perfect person is imperfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life takes work. hopes are often dissapointments.  happiness is letting go of your ideals and expectations.  love is finding an amazing person, being willing to open your eyes a little wider and be willing to change, and accept a new definition of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i ask you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close your eyes. take a deep breath. ask yourself.&lt;br /&gt;was what i had good?&lt;br /&gt;should i have tried harder?&lt;br /&gt;should they have tried harder?&lt;br /&gt;did we appreciate what we had?&lt;br /&gt;were we real?&lt;br /&gt;was it worth letting my idea of a perfect life look a little different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open your eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-6758946435942449356?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-8284566843093846019</id><published>2008-06-24T20:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:03:42.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when something that is not superficial but is truly good for you.. you grab onto it.... you grab onto the good and hope it takes you somewhere positive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-8284566843093846019?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/8284566843093846019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-4962004030859760165</id><published>2008-06-24T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T18:55:33.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when all my fingers ran off and i just couldnt follow them.&lt;br /&gt;your eyelash was an island and your eyes were someone's friend&lt;br /&gt;oh could that have been. oh oh... well i heard it was a real sweet thing.&lt;br /&gt;well my smells grew some new smells and i just couldnt smell them all&lt;br /&gt;i smell my sister in the winter and my father in the fall&lt;br /&gt;cuz sand and snow. oh oh. the tired mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-4962004030859760165?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/4962004030859760165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=4962004030859760165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/4962004030859760165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/4962004030859760165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-all-my-fingers-ran-off-and-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-1204599207809903345</id><published>2008-05-20T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T19:23:36.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i leave you with the thought that all things that seem impossible to get by dissolve into the air if you let go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-1204599207809903345?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-9174228297946512866</id><published>2008-05-07T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T11:56:25.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and here we are all sitting around saying romance is dead.  its just walking around behind all our backs. turn around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-9174228297946512866?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/9174228297946512866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-3450584407668200088</id><published>2008-05-01T18:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T18:21:44.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been happening in front of my eyes and its poetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-3450584407668200088?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/3450584407668200088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=3450584407668200088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/3450584407668200088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/3450584407668200088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-been-happening-in-front-of-my-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-5222747199145139200</id><published>2008-04-26T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T06:31:34.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"sometimes you just need a little reassurance hun.  its human."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-5222747199145139200?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/5222747199145139200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=5222747199145139200' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-4002984309336818459</id><published>2008-04-20T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T17:54:45.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it lets you sigh with relief and makes you nervous all at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-4002984309336818459?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/4002984309336818459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-7689716751253098416</id><published>2008-04-18T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T15:50:32.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gallery openings should always have alcohol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-7689716751253098416?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/7689716751253098416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=7689716751253098416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7689716751253098416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7689716751253098416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/04/gallery-openings-should-always-have.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-8377745280743536153</id><published>2008-04-12T16:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T16:15:58.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was told once i was destined to stumble upon the most beautiful things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-8377745280743536153?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/8377745280743536153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-6578185795006299510</id><published>2008-04-12T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:52:18.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>associate freely please.</title><content type='html'>advice.&lt;br /&gt;surprises.&lt;br /&gt;doodling.&lt;br /&gt;beer.&lt;br /&gt;paint.&lt;br /&gt;tshirts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-6578185795006299510?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/6578185795006299510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=6578185795006299510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/6578185795006299510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/6578185795006299510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/04/associate-freely-please.html' title='associate freely please.'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-3197082317552893274</id><published>2008-03-29T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T15:40:35.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>golfgolfgolf</title><content type='html'>so weather.com. i love you dearly but why did i have to change all my "settings" and log in every time on your website just to avoid the overwhelming amount of golf information.   What made you think i cared about golf or wanted to know if i could play today.  if my businessman and doctor friends call me up for a golf booty call of sorts i will be sure to check for the condition specifically.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-3197082317552893274?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/3197082317552893274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=3197082317552893274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/3197082317552893274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/3197082317552893274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/03/golfgolfgolf.html' title='golfgolfgolf'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-6510472691887478042</id><published>2008-03-27T07:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T07:35:26.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>strange.</title><content type='html'>i was dreaming about a dream last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-6510472691887478042?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/6510472691887478042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=6510472691887478042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/6510472691887478042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/6510472691887478042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/03/strange.html' title='strange.'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-829644247571369563</id><published>2008-03-22T04:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T04:49:27.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well that was a change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-829644247571369563?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/829644247571369563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=829644247571369563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/829644247571369563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/829644247571369563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-that-was-change.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-2668908671870970890</id><published>2008-03-13T18:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T18:56:52.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"there is something magical about me that scares the shit out of people"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-2668908671870970890?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/2668908671870970890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=2668908671870970890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/2668908671870970890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/2668908671870970890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/03/there-is-something-magical-about-me.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-42350551122868738</id><published>2008-03-08T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T14:38:54.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eventually you will have to realize that you stopped caring, stopped taking care of yourself, or stopped paying attention.  in ten years you will look back and think.. holy shit. what happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-42350551122868738?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/42350551122868738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=42350551122868738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/42350551122868738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/42350551122868738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/03/eventually-you-will-have-to-realize.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-6702354542137901725</id><published>2008-03-05T13:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T13:36:37.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>strength can't always come from within.</title><content type='html'>"it is not that i need someone stronger than myself.&lt;br /&gt;i just need to know i don't have to be the strong one all the time."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-6702354542137901725?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/6702354542137901725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=6702354542137901725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/6702354542137901725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/6702354542137901725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/03/strength-cant-always-come-from-within.html' title='strength can&apos;t always come from within.'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-3339206086752553903</id><published>2008-03-03T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T11:31:23.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SPRING BREAK MYRTLE BEACH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where you go on vacation to see the same people you work with every day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-3339206086752553903?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/3339206086752553903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=3339206086752553903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/3339206086752553903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/3339206086752553903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/03/cold-weather-is-pulling-at-my-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-7223823322576209360</id><published>2008-02-27T12:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T12:32:52.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"well its a pretty well known fact that you got fat in college"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-7223823322576209360?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/7223823322576209360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=7223823322576209360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7223823322576209360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7223823322576209360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/02/well-its-pretty-well-known-fact-that.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-7811026063340585181</id><published>2008-02-24T15:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T15:03:53.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"babe. i got no more love to give."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-7811026063340585181?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/7811026063340585181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=7811026063340585181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7811026063340585181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7811026063340585181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/02/babe.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-1782484235139519194</id><published>2008-02-18T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T17:32:48.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the concept of caring will never cease to amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;one can fancy the idea of having control over who you care about and when you stop.&lt;br /&gt;it is sadly not that simple and perhaps one will come up with the solution to the problem.&lt;br /&gt;when you do give me a call.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-1782484235139519194?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/1782484235139519194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=1782484235139519194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/1782484235139519194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/1782484235139519194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/02/concept-of-caring-will-never-cease-to.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-141374464602838245</id><published>2008-02-10T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T14:33:06.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there is a beauty in realization.  &lt;br /&gt;there is a fear that overpowers it.&lt;br /&gt;there is a relief when you accept it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-141374464602838245?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/141374464602838245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=141374464602838245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/141374464602838245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/141374464602838245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/02/there-is-beauty-in-realization.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-7001373838097182356</id><published>2008-02-06T13:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T13:05:02.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am incredibly vain at times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-7001373838097182356?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/7001373838097182356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=7001373838097182356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7001373838097182356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7001373838097182356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-incredibly-vain-at-times.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-1482429681355167087</id><published>2008-01-31T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T15:13:22.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st draft.</title><content type='html'>"how quick a mind can change with its own self analysis.  Your opinions and feelings switch on a dime when they snicker and poke fun.  Oh don't get me wrong its all okay when peers give you a hard time but at some point we all need to grow up and make our own decisions.  What do we like to eat, wear, do , and see.  Its all your own choice and sometimes you cannot let it be decided by someone else's opinion or, more importantly, your own strange view of what you want your life to be like.  The things you may think are good for you or what you want can create a tunnel vision that blocks out what could become good.  We are all subject to this ideal world where we have something we want and we will eventually get exactly that or get something damn close.  its not true and it wont happen for most.  Wake up, look in the mirror, forget fairy tales, take a deep breath and step out of your door with an open view on what your life could be like.  Take chances, ignore first impressions, learn about yourself.  it might work out for you.  who knows."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-1482429681355167087?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/1482429681355167087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=1482429681355167087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/1482429681355167087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/1482429681355167087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/01/1st-draft.html' title='1st draft.'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-1761392403459993926</id><published>2008-01-27T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T06:46:30.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>once in a while you find somone you can talk freely with.  someone who understands when you talk in terms of the universe and metaphors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-1761392403459993926?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/1761392403459993926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=1761392403459993926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/1761392403459993926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/1761392403459993926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/01/once-in-while-you-find-somone-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-7214957629457018350</id><published>2008-01-25T17:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T17:48:09.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can try and be tough but..</title><content type='html'>i would love some security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some door thats always open.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-7214957629457018350?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/7214957629457018350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=7214957629457018350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7214957629457018350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7214957629457018350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-can-try-and-be-tough-but.html' title='i can try and be tough but..'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-2211888496420497931</id><published>2008-01-19T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T13:47:04.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to live underwater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not the underwater that has creepy deep sea fish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-2211888496420497931?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/2211888496420497931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=2211888496420497931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/2211888496420497931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/2211888496420497931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-want-to-live-underwater.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-7989521109072731344</id><published>2008-01-08T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T07:38:53.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a story.</title><content type='html'>i very much enjoy reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"lately i feel as if i cant make that kind of contact with anyone. i don't look as if it would physically hurt or i might just break down and cry if i let it happen, all the self hate and self doubt will just pour out of my eyes at contact. its like when you are about to throw up but you close your eyes or think of something to try and stop the inevitable. the problem is that at the end you open your eyes and look.  it all comes out anyway"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-7989521109072731344?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/7989521109072731344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=7989521109072731344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7989521109072731344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7989521109072731344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/01/story.html' title='a story.'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-8893348720171565231</id><published>2008-01-04T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T14:46:30.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so it happens</title><content type='html'>another year goes by and i learn more and more about myself and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will start another year relying on myself to protect and watch out for myself above anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;i will remember that people are not as concerned with you as they claim over and over.&lt;br /&gt;i will be happy that i am starting a year out not in search of anyone but content with what i have and what i am.&lt;br /&gt;i will know that none of the old people would be there to protect me from anything then and now.&lt;br /&gt;i am happy to start a new year with a new attitude and a new sense of independence and contentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 4th&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-8893348720171565231?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/8893348720171565231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=8893348720171565231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/8893348720171565231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/8893348720171565231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-it-happens.html' title='so it happens'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-6039297317280751266</id><published>2007-12-31T14:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T14:50:28.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some people know.</title><content type='html'>that the weird feeling of not knowing where you should be and where you want to be competes with what you think you should be doing and who you want to be near.   they all fight and its pretty shitty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-6039297317280751266?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/6039297317280751266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=6039297317280751266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/6039297317280751266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/6039297317280751266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2007/12/some-people-know.html' title='some people know.'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-9040751954159704959</id><published>2007-12-17T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T17:30:31.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>well that is interesting.</title><content type='html'>when it rains, it pours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind one bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-9040751954159704959?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/9040751954159704959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=9040751954159704959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/9040751954159704959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/9040751954159704959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2007/12/well-that-is-interesting.html' title='well that is interesting.'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-4879050266681738227</id><published>2007-12-05T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T09:28:11.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>man we tough.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever noticed how bizzare hip hop artist's names have become.. well.. have always been.  ice tea, ice cube, vanilla ice, .. where was dry ice?   How does one named hi-tek.. which presumably is a tough version of high tech think he is tough.. high tech always makes me think of revenge of the nerds and computer science majors... (hrmf.. forget that)  how "birdman" is tough.. birdman is like the dude version of catlady and therefore... not cool.   actually kind of creepy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess that we are drowning in no talent wannabe's on the entertainment front these days anyway, all the badass names must already be taken by someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a few thoughts. sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-4879050266681738227?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/4879050266681738227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=4879050266681738227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/4879050266681738227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/4879050266681738227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2007/12/man-we-tough.html' title='man we tough.'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-8546144107425590716</id><published>2007-12-03T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T18:05:02.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>he will always have an unhealthy relationship with his mother</title><content type='html'>the other day at work i was doing the normal makeover speech i am trained to say and start to help a customer... she had a 3 year old boy with her.  apparently asking her three year old if he was hungry meant, hold on a moment while i whip my shit out and start breast feeding without consulting with the person applying makeup to your face in a store... don't mind me.. i'm only trying really hard to ignore the child attached to you're tits, its cool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-8546144107425590716?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/8546144107425590716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=8546144107425590716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/8546144107425590716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/8546144107425590716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2007/12/he-will-always-have-unhealthy.html' title='he will always have an unhealthy relationship with his mother'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-1558040769012332537</id><published>2007-12-02T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T09:11:14.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bowtie.</title><content type='html'>there are those moments where you have this space in your mind or heart or wherever you keep space for people and its so full its like a balloon but heavy and then it crumbles and is empty for a while.  some of that just keeps on filling up again even though you need the space for other things.  its like a chair or a bunch of shirts you cant let yourself get rid of even though you dont have the space to keep them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those moments are the worst, when you think you can finally move new things into that space.  and then you cant.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes you hate those people and those memories and those feelings because they don't let go. they wont.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-1558040769012332537?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/1558040769012332537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=1558040769012332537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/1558040769012332537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/1558040769012332537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2007/12/bowtie.html' title='bowtie.'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-8948863699377409997</id><published>2007-11-17T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T15:22:51.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got excited and overly into a teen fad once in my life.   it lasted 30 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember it vividly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-8948863699377409997?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/8948863699377409997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=8948863699377409997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/8948863699377409997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/8948863699377409997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-got-excited-and-overly-into-teen-fad.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-8486313059235081564</id><published>2007-11-15T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T06:48:01.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>take what you will.</title><content type='html'>there is a luxury in having things go well for one person for a long period of time.  you don't notice it but you fall into niches, you fall into habits you might not have even known you had. you start to become a different kind of person.  You need to take a few steps back, review how you used to be, review how you are now. are you happy? if so stop reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are unhappy with what you are becoming, change.   if you don't want to admit you have changed. again, stop reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all fall into habits that we may not want to admit we fall into. don't blame people for being real people and pointing it out. usually where one person has the balls to say it. other people are thinking it.  everyone needs reality checks.   i know i get plenty of them.  dont put up defensive walls, dont jump to conclusions about that person just because they were open. its not fair and chances are they wouldnt bring it up if they did not care.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop and think. the most patient people in the world lose it sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-8486313059235081564?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/8486313059235081564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=8486313059235081564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/8486313059235081564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/8486313059235081564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2007/11/take-what-you-will.html' title='take what you will.'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-8366699953296893258</id><published>2007-11-11T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T17:20:46.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop. think. tylenol.</title><content type='html'>stop.  take a few moments. meditate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think for a few minutes about why you fall into the habbits you fall into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why you are weak to the people you are weak to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;figure out if you want that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-8366699953296893258?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/8366699953296893258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=8366699953296893258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/8366699953296893258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/8366699953296893258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2007/11/stop-think-tylenol.html' title='stop. think. tylenol.'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-7358729892834759385</id><published>2007-10-29T18:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T18:49:54.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do you ever notice that habbit you have when things get to be too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tattos, dyed hair, piercings, big purchases, new wardrobe.  we all need to start over or change something. its almost a necessary step in life.&lt;br /&gt;for me it is to cut all my hair off no matter how much i like it .  its a way to drop all the excess and get back to the basic needs. &lt;br /&gt;i have tangled myself up in a large mess of people and situations.  I've hurt, been hurt, learned a lot.  I would like to stop learning hard lessons but at least with this i get to kind of start over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apologies if you got steamrolled in the process.  apologies to myself if i let you steamroll me in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll get to that point eventually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-7358729892834759385?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/7358729892834759385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=7358729892834759385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7358729892834759385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7358729892834759385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2007/10/do-you-ever-notice-that-habbit-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-911644630146512032</id><published>2007-10-23T17:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T18:05:40.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its a complicated thing</title><content type='html'>i have biologically bad timing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-911644630146512032?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/911644630146512032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=911644630146512032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/911644630146512032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/911644630146512032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-complicated-thing.html' title='its a complicated thing'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-1756671363413507670</id><published>2007-10-21T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T01:46:32.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My chest felt heavy as i layed there, pretending to try to go to sleep. Or maybe I wasn't pretending, maybe I just wasn't trying hard enough. Or maybe I was trying too hard. Though i know that you know that just because you feel it, it doesn't mean it's there. But regardless, the heaviness &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; there and it was screaming into my ear in the style of a whisper that it wasn't planning on going away. I was lying there in that foreign yet comfortable bed. Maybe it was comfortable because it was foreign. Or maybe it was just a Serta. But certainly I was uncomfortable for feeling comfortable and I wanted out. I thought outloud; "I'm crawling out of my skin." But no one heard me which tempted whatever it was inside of me even more. What am I doing? What am I doing with myself? I'm not by myself, no, not like I should be; and trust me, I know that I should be. For the first time in my goddamned life I know that I should be alone. Yet for some reason, I'm having a hard time now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a hard time telling people who I am. &lt;br /&gt;I know what I want.&lt;br /&gt;I know who I am. &lt;br /&gt;The thoughts won't go away and there are tell-tale signs flashing like bright neon lights directly into my eyes.. or like a computer screen in a dark, dark room at 4:40 in the morning...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-1756671363413507670?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/1756671363413507670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=1756671363413507670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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decisions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-4591822774702195305?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/4591822774702195305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=4591822774702195305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/4591822774702195305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/4591822774702195305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-think-i-have-officially-lost-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01286392302519379111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1vP1naiwAEo/SsAXrV-ujEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jq6h6owmVvs/S220/4244_581726713085_24408699_34200076_7810388_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-1422852333859171969</id><published>2007-10-09T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T12:48:50.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to start seeing beauty in more things... in ugly things as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-1422852333859171969?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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LAST OF THE MEN THAT STILL OPEN DOORS FOR THE LADIES. I HAVE MY OWN CASTILE SO ANWER MY AD "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-71264599971618075?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/71264599971618075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=71264599971618075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/71264599971618075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/71264599971618075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-craigslist.html' title='oh craigslist'/><author><name>pudding revolution</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491303394476097898</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-8015041249060988983</id><published>2007-09-25T17:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T18:04:57.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its it.</title><content type='html'>There is a full moon tonight.  its beautiful to look at and the perfect temperature to sit outside and just take it all in.  let that blue grey light shine over you that outweighs all the discusting yellow lights the city has to offer.  the lights that may be amazing on a normal basis cant even come close to the feeling you get when the moon shines on you.  So i sit outside in what little of a yard i can call my own (that i share with 6 -10 other people... and wonder why nobody else is out there looking at this beautiful thing.  when it comes down to it you dont get to see that many amazing full moons.  clouds, sleep, city lights, cold weather take a lot away.  i think it would do everyone a great justice to just sit and take in that powerful glow and maybe feel better because they are being filled up with this emotion not linked to people or things but just nature beyond what you normally let crawl into your mind.  those are my words for a while. i am going to return to the outside world away from the internet and the cool glow of lcd screens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-8015041249060988983?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-8161146970919202822</id><published>2007-09-21T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T13:07:47.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pledging my time</title><content type='html'>it seems to me that a large piece of the human condition is to avoid being alone. face it, no one wants to be alone, no matter how much they say they do. hey, i agree with parts of their argument.  i enjoy a lot of alone time, and have slight agoraphobic tendencies... but when it all comes down to it i need compassion and companionship just as much, if not more than just being alone...and i don't think anyone could disagree with that. depending on other people is largely what our society and culture is built upon. teamwork, the barter system, they are still in effect even if the barter has been replaced with paper money. it's still depending on other people like the barter... just in a more uneven way. i'll avoid going off on a tangent and leave it as this: even the declaration of independence took some teamwork. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can't build something out of nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to be focusing my time and energy on more productive thinking. like... reading books that i should have read a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to just be calm, and grateful, and thankful of everything. i have all five of my senses and i have a few friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just sick of being shit on. guess that means i need to toughin' up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-h&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-8161146970919202822?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-6713505245270175034</id><published>2007-09-18T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T16:07:00.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meditate.</title><content type='html'>i want my therapy to be processed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to reflect on how i felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm documenting myself without paying attention these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my creativity comes in waves and flavors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-6713505245270175034?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/6713505245270175034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-724461623716574292</id><published>2007-09-18T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:45:36.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crunchy nose.</title><content type='html'>shes crunching her nose on the couch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-724461623716574292?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/724461623716574292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=724461623716574292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/724461623716574292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/724461623716574292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2007/09/crunchy-nose.html' title='crunchy nose.'/><author><name>pudding revolution</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491303394476097898</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-785587789658872583</id><published>2007-09-04T13:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T13:37:39.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>did you see his new pic update?</title><content type='html'>The question has come up once again.  How does one aspire to be famous on myspace?  Am i missing something? Does spending all your time adding people back on myspace make you lots of money and i just didn't get the memo?  If this is the case sign me up.  Problem is... its probably not the case.  These people just seem to have way too much time on their hands worrying about who reads their "space".  Well....?  what is the draw here.  There are famous myspace people who have nothing interesting about them whatsoever.  No "super hip pics" , no interesting career or art.  The popular musicians and photographers and such i dont quite mind.  its the people who are famous for just being weird.... or ... normal in some cases that freak me out.  there are enough people guilty of having a myspace out there but do you really want an uncontrolled ammount of "friends" obsessing over every new picture update and whether you replied to their 72 stalker like messages last month?  no thanks, i'll pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up mr. internet addict.  &lt;br /&gt;its myspace and when people see you on the street they dont  swoon or take pictures... aside from a freakish few i doubt people even remember who you are because you dont look anything like your pictures on the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ka-th-leeeeeeen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-785587789658872583?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/785587789658872583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=785587789658872583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/785587789658872583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/785587789658872583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2007/09/did-you-see-his-new-pic-update.html' title='did you see his new pic update?'/><author><name>pudding revolution</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491303394476097898</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-7485270430667793863</id><published>2007-09-02T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T11:14:16.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cron hole tossing and beating bitches up.</title><content type='html'>if there is one thing i am sick of, (only one thing, yeah...right...) it is when people say "everything happens for a reason", which is usually followed by an "i guess" or preceded by a "well, you know" when no, in fact, we do not know. which the "i guess" clearly illustrates. how is "everything happens for a reason" a valid answer, or a valid point to make? how can we even think such a thing and where did it even come from? who started that saying? i mean, of course as far as origin goes it fits in with certain beliefs/faiths, but sweet jesus it is just really disapointing after you give a huge schpeel to someone and then they muster out the very weak "everything happens for a reason". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm just sick of it for the time being. because i can understand why someone would say it at times... and of course it always depends on the circumstances, too. but basically i am in a pissy mood and i'm about to go mileena on someone's ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion, &lt;br /&gt;my thumb is pwned and i am teh nerdz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also have teh crampz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feed me caffeine in mass amounts, kthx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-h&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-7485270430667793863?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/7485270430667793863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=7485270430667793863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7485270430667793863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7485270430667793863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2007/09/cron-hole-tossing-and-beating-bitches.html' title='cron hole tossing and beating bitches up.'/><author><name>pudding revolution</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491303394476097898</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-1180223523451998830</id><published>2007-08-24T08:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T16:40:16.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AARP</title><content type='html'>I really hate to say it but when old people almost cause mass accidents on busy streets and dont even seem to turn their heads to see whats going on it just makes me realize that yes.  Please please make them take a drivers test after a certain age.  I'm not an old people hater, they tell good stories, they forget things and its usually hillarious, and give you quarters even though you are 20 something and think its going to help you financially somehow.  I just dont want to go through insurance and police issues because i get sideswiped by a random old man on my street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kathleen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-1180223523451998830?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/1180223523451998830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=1180223523451998830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/1180223523451998830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/1180223523451998830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2007/08/aarp.html' title='AARP'/><author><name>pudding revolution</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491303394476097898</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8192923357281113883.post-7622680274263474504</id><published>2007-08-20T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T11:53:08.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>face</title><content type='html'>people touch their faces a lot.  i'm starting to wonder if people do it because they dont think about it or if they are just incredibly vain.  Maybe subconciously we are just checking to see if it is still there and hasnt fallen off and we just lost so many senses that we dont even notice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kathleen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8192923357281113883-7622680274263474504?l=puddingrevolution.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/feeds/7622680274263474504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8192923357281113883&amp;postID=7622680274263474504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7622680274263474504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8192923357281113883/posts/default/7622680274263474504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puddingrevolution.blogspot.com/2007/08/face.html' title='face'/><author><name>pudding revolution</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00491303394476097898</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
