<?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-6114881</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:07:47.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings...</title><subtitle type='html'>As your ghost takes flight...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeduran.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114881/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeduran.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151533636613426230</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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114881.post-106961947515748195</id><published>2003-11-23T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T14:06:11.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I just got home I had to see ifI had work today, Thank God I don't but if I did work it would've been over $200 in one fucking week. Anyways. I worked all late last night and it was cold as shit. Cassie made my blog look all cool. Props. And this gay guy keeps I.M.ing me and telling me i'm hot. Scary. Adam and I drove to Boston Market the other day. It was good to talk to him again. I haven't really done so in so long. I know we've like just kind of become acquatances but we're still good friends. he's the only guy that really somewhat understands me. The band is ok. still no drummer. Doug from my work said he'd jam with us but won't commit seriously but I might take him up on that. it'd be rockin'. But if you read this and know a drummer hook it up. Why the fuck am I smoking now a days?! Bad Mike, bad Mike!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6114881-106961947515748195?l=mikeduran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114881/posts/default/106961947515748195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114881/posts/default/106961947515748195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeduran.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106961947515748195' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151533636613426230</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114881.post-106957377112506404</id><published>2003-11-23T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T00:49:38.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Mike my darling! I hope you like the new setup...i tried! :) just im me if you wanna change anything! love ya! -Cass&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6114881-106957377112506404?l=mikeduran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114881/posts/default/106957377112506404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114881/posts/default/106957377112506404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeduran.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106957377112506404' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151533636613426230</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114881.post-106953229022874786</id><published>2003-11-22T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T13:18:48.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was cool. I just got home from skating with Ryne, Ty;er and Sergio at Paradise Valley. It was cool. We had a lot of laughs. especially when we made fun of mormons with Tyler. Man, Now I have to work tonight from 4pm to 12am. What a crap schedule. at least my check will be over $150 this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6114881-106953229022874786?l=mikeduran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114881/posts/default/106953229022874786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114881/posts/default/106953229022874786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeduran.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106953229022874786' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151533636613426230</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114881.post-106948550066581440</id><published>2003-11-22T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T00:24:17.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yeah, I got a journal thingy! SWEET!. Well let me tell you the night was funny. I was working till' 10 then I got off and had nothing to do so I skated in the parking lot for about 5 minutes then Megan showed up and she invitied me to Spencer's. We went and like We were hanging out then Adam showed up with Heather and Brittany. And he's a pussy and didn't kiss her so I kissed her as a joke before him. Which he still hasn't kissed her. What a pussy. Then we (spencer and I) played guitar in the street for 30 minutes. I left because i wasn't feeling hot and I was tired. boring night. but Thanks to Cassie (who rocks harder than anyone) I got a journal. Go me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6114881-106948550066581440?l=mikeduran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114881/posts/default/106948550066581440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114881/posts/default/106948550066581440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeduran.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106948550066581440' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151533636613426230</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></entry></feed>
