<?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-8773478</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:04:55.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Este es mi vida</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesoda.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773478/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesoda.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ProcreKate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00979938557194922547</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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773478.post-112711882452957963</id><published>2005-09-19T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T01:33:44.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>somewhere i have never traveled</title><content type='html'>I was reading this tonight and remembered just how much I loved this beautiful poem.  One of my top 5 e.e. cummings poems.  Actually, I don't really know if I could pick just five, but you know what I mean.  Here goes, hope you enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond&lt;br /&gt;any experience,your eyes have their silence:&lt;br /&gt;in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,&lt;br /&gt;or which i cannot touch because they are too near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your slightest look easily will unclose me&lt;br /&gt;though i have closed myself as fingers,&lt;br /&gt;you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens&lt;br /&gt;(touching skillfully,mysteriously)her first rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or if your wish be to close me,i and&lt;br /&gt;my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;as when the heart of this flower imagines&lt;br /&gt;the snow carefully everywhere descending;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals&lt;br /&gt;the power of your intense fragility:whose texture&lt;br /&gt;compels me with the colour of its countries,&lt;br /&gt;rendering death and forever with each breathing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i do not know what is is about you that closes&lt;br /&gt;and opens; only something in me understands&lt;br /&gt;the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)&lt;br /&gt;nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-e.e. cummings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8773478-112711882452957963?l=jonesoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesoda.blogspot.com/feeds/112711882452957963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8773478&amp;postID=112711882452957963' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773478/posts/default/112711882452957963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773478/posts/default/112711882452957963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesoda.blogspot.com/2005/09/somewhere-i-have-never-traveled.html' title='somewhere i have never traveled'/><author><name>ProcreKate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00979938557194922547</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773478.post-112596662853264827</id><published>2005-09-05T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T17:30:28.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just call me Boo Boo Kitty...</title><content type='html'>Current music: "Naked As We Came" by Iron and Wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask questions about the name, just go with it.  That is how I have to explain most of my random nicknames, which as my mother describe, are all unusable in public situations.  I guess it's KINDA true.  Oh well.  So, this is the first full week of school and I'm already overwhelmed.  German alone is like a whole other language to me... oh wait, it is.  I'm a dumdum.  Then there is World Issues with Rifai, a cute little Russian man (I think) that knows everything about everything.  I just can't comprehend how one person can know as much as he does about the world.  My two Comm classes are fun, but Theories will most likely be the death of me by the end of the semester.  Oh, what fun!  There will have to be many more "enlightening" evenings to help get through.  Speaking of, this weekend was a kick-ass time.  We caught VD alright.  Well, let's just say the &lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;ideo &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;ance party didn't EVEN know what was comin' to them after... uh... I got kicked really hard by Ben-Jammin' in our stellar game....(with hand motion).  That's how we roll!  But I think my favorite part was when T-Bone (Hannah) was plastered to the ground under a very "special" BigDaddy (Rowan) on the dance floor aka concrete and it left a welp on the back of her head.  And then I thought my nose was broken b/c of flying dancing elbows, but it wasn't.  And then I found a dollar.  Not really.  Well, then some stuff happened and we went places and ya know, more stuff happened and needless to say, I discovered I have the worst judgement ever.  That's my story.  Ok, I need to go do some homework before we go wish Biscuit a Happy Bday.  PS, my roommate is hot shiznit!  Just wanted to let you know, maybe make you a little jealous of my bluegrass chica.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8773478-112596662853264827?l=jonesoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesoda.blogspot.com/feeds/112596662853264827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8773478&amp;postID=112596662853264827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773478/posts/default/112596662853264827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773478/posts/default/112596662853264827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesoda.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-call-me-boo-boo-kitty.html' title='Just call me Boo Boo Kitty...'/><author><name>ProcreKate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00979938557194922547</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-8773478.post-111631797135323217</id><published>2005-05-17T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T01:19:31.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my new blog!</title><content type='html'>Hello people, this is Kate. I needed a break from studying and I decided that it would be a good idea to start a blog. Hey, it's better than thinking about the effects of the scientific revolution on enlightenment, which I have been doing for entirely too long. How exciting! I don't know if this whole blog thing is for me, but I think it will be a good outlet for typing stuff when I don't want to write in my journal (which I rarely do now). Who knows, I'll TYR it out for a while and see what happens.  Hope you enjoy!!  :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8773478-111631797135323217?l=jonesoda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesoda.blogspot.com/feeds/111631797135323217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8773478&amp;postID=111631797135323217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773478/posts/default/111631797135323217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773478/posts/default/111631797135323217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesoda.blogspot.com/2005/05/welcome-to-my-new-blog.html' title='Welcome to my new blog!'/><author><name>ProcreKate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00979938557194922547</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>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
