<?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-37877843</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:16:00.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's over.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happinessislindsishaped.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37877843/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happinessislindsishaped.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>l.jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03446757888487984676</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>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37877843.post-116526752583110839</id><published>2006-12-04T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T13:28:48.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time.</title><content type='html'>Blogs... when they're as personal as mine can be... when they talk about relationships and fears and life and love... are not a good idea for adults, unless the writer's real identity is kept a complete secret. Which mine is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happened this time. To me, anyway. But I read other people's and can't help but wonder how they get away with being so intimate, publicly, when they're supposed to be respected in the professional world - even if they're grad students or are otherwise relatively low-profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned my lesson once and don't want to have to learn it again. So I'm moving to LiveJournal again, where I can control who can and who cannot read what I write. Posts will be friends-only when personal, and public when not. Feel free to change or delete your links as you wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ljosays.livejournal.com/"&gt;Here I am.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37877843-116526752583110839?l=happinessislindsishaped.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happinessislindsishaped.blogspot.com/feeds/116526752583110839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37877843&amp;postID=116526752583110839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37877843/posts/default/116526752583110839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37877843/posts/default/116526752583110839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happinessislindsishaped.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s time.'/><author><name>l.jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03446757888487984676</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>
