<?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-3622418687195290746</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:18:23.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day and Life of a Crazed Teen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622418687195290746/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rilo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540749906970651858</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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622418687195290746.post-2722013366988237823</id><published>2009-10-08T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T17:06:24.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Band-Aid Please</title><content type='html'>So I decided that I hate my last album cover and I decided to start a band with my brother and my friend Emmy.&lt;br /&gt;We will be called Alone City or Low Owls, we haven't decided yet. But here is our possible alum cover.&lt;br /&gt;I made it and it took forever, But Im pretty proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tis very cool in my opinion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TK_sFzvSYHA/Ss550cL-9nI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IGEURXwh36E/s1600-h/Band+Aid+Please.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TK_sFzvSYHA/Ss550cL-9nI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IGEURXwh36E/s320/Band+Aid+Please.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news in my life...&lt;br /&gt;My mom is making walk to school in hope of saving on gas and helping the envirement. I'm super excited. (If you couldn't tell, thats sarcasm) But I'm really scared. If I'm going to be walking to school I'm going to wake up super early so no ones sees me walking. It will be kinda embarassing. I mean, everyone gets driven to school unless you live really close. And I live sorta close, but I'm not down for walking. I live in a good neighborhood and there is no crime, except a few garages that have been broken into. But still, Old perverts drive around in nice neighborhoods preying on little girls. So that makes me a little wiry but I'm afraid there comes a time in every crazy teenager's life when the most trudge (more than likely, unhappily) to school. I'm not looking forward to it, but its a decision that has been made for me....&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh!!! I'm so happy! I found Jiberty Bloopers on youtube!! Me and my friends freaked! We are obbseessed with Jiberty!!! (Jiberty is J.T and Liberty, the cutest couple from Degrassi. Lemme fill ya in!&lt;br /&gt;At first Liberty has a crush on J.T when the are little kids so J.T pretends to be gay so Liberty won't like him. Finally she figures out that he isn't gay and he tells her he doesn't like her. Than, J.T really needs Liberty's tutoring help so bribes him. She will help him as long as he takes her to the dance. Turns out they have a really great time. Finally, when High school starts, J.T has a wet dream about Liberty serving him drinks and taking her clothes off, his friend Toby tells everyone to blackmail him. Then next season when J.T and Liberty are in detention for singing a song about thier principle, Liberty kisses J.T and he kisses her back. After that, they are offically a couple. Then at the begining of Season 6, Liberty tells J.T that she is pregnant. They decide that they want to keep the baby. So J.T gets a job at a drugstore to help pay for an apartment, when he isn't making enough money he starts to steal pills and sells them. This seems like a good plan till Liberty finds out and dumps J.T. He tells her he will give all the money back and get the pills to put back in the store so they get back together. He gets really depresed and overdoses on the pills. When Liberty finds him in the hospitol, they breaj up again and Liberty tells him they are going to give the baby up for adoption. Liberty has the baby episodes later and J.T gets to hold it before they give it to the adoptive parents with a memory box, so they baby can know its parents. But Liberty and J.T are still broken up even Liberty still loves him. Next, J.T starts to date a girl named Mia who has a daughter named Isabella. Everyone thinks that J.T likes Mia because off his sudden lose of a child and Mia is a teen mom. Then episodes later at Liberty's birthday party Liberty confessess that she still loves J.T and he tells her he has a girlfriend. Then he goes to think about it and he decides he wants to dump Mia for Liberty because he still loves her. When he runs to go tell Liberty he gets stabbed by a rival school gang member. Liberty finds her bleeding and almost dead outside beside his car.&lt;br /&gt;J.T dies and Liberty is in shock and depression. Mia starts acting all bitchy and stuff, but she stops when Toby tells Mia that J.T was in love with Liberty not her. In my opinion it serves her little wicked ass right! She didn't deserve J.T because he and Liberty were meant for each other. But killing him off was the worse thing the show could have ever done! A total detriment. I'm sure they lost alot of viewers after that. But I swear J.T dieing was the saddest thing ever. My friends and I went into therapy right afterwards and everyday we would watch videos of him and cry. :( I miss Jiberty! And it only helps that Ryan Cooley and Sarah Barrable Tishaer are like the cutest actors ever! Wow. I've outdone myself with this post.&lt;br /&gt;Okay,&lt;br /&gt;Bubye,&lt;br /&gt;Ta-Ta&lt;br /&gt;Peace out&lt;br /&gt;-Rilo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622418687195290746-2722013366988237823?l=dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com/feeds/2722013366988237823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com/2009/10/band-aid-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622418687195290746/posts/default/2722013366988237823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622418687195290746/posts/default/2722013366988237823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com/2009/10/band-aid-please.html' title='Band-Aid Please'/><author><name>Rilo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540749906970651858</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TK_sFzvSYHA/Ss550cL-9nI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IGEURXwh36E/s72-c/Band+Aid+Please.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622418687195290746.post-3208911596002316206</id><published>2009-10-06T14:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T14:04:02.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OK I know this is a kind of stupid plan</title><content type='html'>I didn't plan on being a singer, but I've been told that I have talent. So I've decided that I will make a CD. And I had to design an album cover. I've decided that my album is going to be called Children Dream and here is a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TK_sFzvSYHA/SsuwU_TKRiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mdBjBUDIzlo/s1600-h/Children+Dream.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TK_sFzvSYHA/SsuwU_TKRiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mdBjBUDIzlo/s320/Children+Dream.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm pretty pleased with it. I think it looks nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But I'm in process of making an album and promoting myself. And FYI I'm not the person in that photo. Its a model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Rilo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622418687195290746-3208911596002316206?l=dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com/feeds/3208911596002316206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com/2009/10/ok-i-know-this-is-kind-of-stupid-plan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622418687195290746/posts/default/3208911596002316206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622418687195290746/posts/default/3208911596002316206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com/2009/10/ok-i-know-this-is-kind-of-stupid-plan.html' title='OK I know this is a kind of stupid plan'/><author><name>Rilo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540749906970651858</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TK_sFzvSYHA/SsuwU_TKRiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mdBjBUDIzlo/s72-c/Children+Dream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622418687195290746.post-3731262366858087000</id><published>2009-10-05T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T07:54:26.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OK This girl is amazing.</title><content type='html'>SO&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Marie Hsiao, but she goes by MreeBee on Youtube and let me tell you, she is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;OMIGAWD! I'm so freaking jealous of her voice. Its light and gracfull and its a wonder how I'm not already hearing her on the radio. She is so amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KWMWKrH7JFs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KWMWKrH7JFs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could sing this song as awesome as her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news about my life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a fall break right now as you may already know from reading previous posts and I am stuck at&lt;br /&gt;home babysitting my little sister. But fortuantly, I've got my handy dandy computer and I have all the seasons of Degrassi. If you like leave a comment I can lend them to anyone via the internet.&lt;br /&gt;( i love the little thingy Via. It just sounds so grownuppy and official!)&lt;br /&gt;And I am starting from the very begining of the series Season 1 and working my way up.&lt;br /&gt;Degrassi is the best show ever!&lt;br /&gt;I love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tis my favorite show also.&lt;br /&gt;Its filled with extreme drama, but that's what makes it interesting..&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've gotta go do whatever babysitters do,&lt;br /&gt;But if you want more updates just check out my twitter,&lt;br /&gt;Rilo Evangelene..&lt;br /&gt;Okat,&lt;br /&gt;I'm out.&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;br /&gt;Ta-ta&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;br /&gt;- Rilo (Insane enough that she can pass for a normal teen)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622418687195290746-3731262366858087000?l=dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com/feeds/3731262366858087000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com/2009/10/ok-this-girl-is-amazing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622418687195290746/posts/default/3731262366858087000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622418687195290746/posts/default/3731262366858087000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com/2009/10/ok-this-girl-is-amazing.html' title='OK This girl is amazing.'/><author><name>Rilo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540749906970651858</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-3622418687195290746.post-6479407109214280386</id><published>2009-10-04T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T12:24:14.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rats!!</title><content type='html'>Eeeek!! SO- I know what your thinking, only crazy nasty people get rats, but today we caught one chewing the bottom of our house trying to make a hole. My mom totally freaked. I was the only tough person there, or though it seeme.My brother brought some of his wanna-be-thug friends over. They were terrified of the rodent too. SO I ended up having to sweep the nasty thing into an old trash can. Then I called over for re-informent. My mom's friend Rico came over and he poured bleach and all kinds of chemicals into the trashcan. We drowned the right fowl git.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In other news in my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to talk religeon. So I'm a christian.If you want to narrow it down even more, I'm a Prysbyterian.&lt;br /&gt;I go to church- sometimes. Its not that I don't like church, its just that some Sunday mornings I'm too tired to go.&lt;br /&gt;But it makes me feel uber-awkward when I have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Everyone stares at me like I'm a murderer!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone looks at me kind of odd.&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me uncomfertable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooohhhhh!!!! Time for the interesting picture of the day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TK_sFzvSYHA/Ssj0p7I9hfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fwNzsfBMRAg/s1600-h/I+love+coloring%21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TK_sFzvSYHA/Ssj0p7I9hfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fwNzsfBMRAg/s320/I+love+coloring%21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't that like the coolest shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna get one just like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Okay. Thats all for me today peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Peace out!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Rilo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622418687195290746-6479407109214280386?l=dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com/feeds/6479407109214280386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com/2009/10/rats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622418687195290746/posts/default/6479407109214280386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622418687195290746/posts/default/6479407109214280386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com/2009/10/rats.html' title='Rats!!'/><author><name>Rilo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540749906970651858</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TK_sFzvSYHA/Ssj0p7I9hfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fwNzsfBMRAg/s72-c/I+love+coloring%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3622418687195290746.post-236039103684017478</id><published>2009-10-03T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T14:14:28.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Things First</title><content type='html'>My name is Rilo. No last name.&amp;nbsp; And let me tell you about my day: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I have this kind of step-sister &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say name names, so we will refer to her as the Step-Sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, The Step-Sister always wants to come over.&lt;br /&gt;And that's okay with me. I really don't care if she comes over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have this neighbor whom she likes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all she wants to do is hang out at his house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel used. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today I told her I was grounded and that I could have no one over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week I'm out of school for Fall Break. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited. I mean I really don't know what I'll do with myself. &lt;br /&gt;Besides gain 6 kg (15 lb for all you Americans.) from sitting on my bum watching to much tele and eating to &lt;br /&gt;much fast food. That is my plan, and I intend to stand by it.&lt;br /&gt;But besides my future weight gain, &lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty psyched because I made this blog! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am proud of myself. &lt;br /&gt;I memorzied tons of html codes when I was in 7th grade so now they are coming in handy. &lt;br /&gt;Well thats all for now. &lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed this &lt;br /&gt;Day in the Life of a Crazed Teen. &lt;br /&gt;Peace Out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay in School &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't do drugs...&lt;br /&gt;Unless you invite me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Kidding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't do drugs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you will have bad breath &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And other reasons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rilo &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img="peace.gif" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/img="peace.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3622418687195290746-236039103684017478?l=dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com/feeds/236039103684017478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-things-first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622418687195290746/posts/default/236039103684017478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3622418687195290746/posts/default/236039103684017478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayandlifeofacrazedteen.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-things-first.html' title='First Things First'/><author><name>Rilo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540749906970651858</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>
