<?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-7956256098546660403</id><updated>2011-09-19T16:17:45.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sitting close</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956256098546660403/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jarel p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290410470364216793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QZYM8yN25Dw/SkMpy0oLyFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4aB11odVvLY/S220/4597_522480997374_64302685_31166092_6682634_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956256098546660403.post-2127447710327739778</id><published>2011-02-22T22:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T22:33:20.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;What would make you tell me? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956256098546660403-2127447710327739778?l=sittingclose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/feeds/2127447710327739778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-secret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956256098546660403/posts/default/2127447710327739778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956256098546660403/posts/default/2127447710327739778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-secret.html' title='It&amp;#39;s a secret'/><author><name>jarel p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290410470364216793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QZYM8yN25Dw/SkMpy0oLyFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4aB11odVvLY/S220/4597_522480997374_64302685_31166092_6682634_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956256098546660403.post-2620361560635676152</id><published>2011-02-19T20:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T20:16:37.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Kentucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I knew little about you,&lt;br&gt;save for bourbon and bluegrass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Such a pleasant surprise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956256098546660403-2620361560635676152?l=sittingclose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/feeds/2620361560635676152/comments/default' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QZYM8yN25Dw/SkMpy0oLyFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4aB11odVvLY/S220/4597_522480997374_64302685_31166092_6682634_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956256098546660403.post-7001049190390483233</id><published>2011-02-15T23:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T23:54:28.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ducks, stars, and a rabbit's foot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's perfect.&lt;br&gt;The most impeccable timing.&lt;br&gt;Twice the go-around, &lt;br&gt;and the third time's the charm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956256098546660403-7001049190390483233?l=sittingclose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/feeds/7001049190390483233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QZYM8yN25Dw/SkMpy0oLyFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4aB11odVvLY/S220/4597_522480997374_64302685_31166092_6682634_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956256098546660403.post-7287246933888201357</id><published>2011-02-13T01:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T01:34:23.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Connected</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are connected.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956256098546660403-7287246933888201357?l=sittingclose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/feeds/7287246933888201357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/2011/02/connected.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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you...</title><content type='html'>...just for you, especially.&lt;br /&gt;because i know how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;or don't.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think you feel anything.&lt;br /&gt;at least, not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again,&lt;br /&gt;more wine is spilt&lt;br /&gt;and i have no desire to pour another glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you took your's,&lt;br /&gt;and poured it into mine,&lt;br /&gt;only to drink from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the same--&lt;br /&gt;and once, again&lt;br /&gt;--your palate is whet&lt;br /&gt;and my glass is empty,&lt;br /&gt;save for but a few spare drops&lt;br /&gt;that left your lips, carelessly,&lt;br /&gt;to fall into such a shallow pool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956256098546660403-1720121349874751760?l=sittingclose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QZYM8yN25Dw/SkMpy0oLyFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4aB11odVvLY/S220/4597_522480997374_64302685_31166092_6682634_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956256098546660403.post-6938268435731386232</id><published>2010-08-03T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T01:29:47.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>am i worried about the future?</title><content type='html'>a day.&lt;div&gt;one month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;60 seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time and weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;end to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plans on the daily,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;momentarily fixed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reality in alteration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;resets the expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uncontrollable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;external.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still striving &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with effortless momentum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956256098546660403-6938268435731386232?l=sittingclose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/feeds/6938268435731386232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/2010/08/worried-about-future-no-longer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956256098546660403/posts/default/6938268435731386232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956256098546660403/posts/default/6938268435731386232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/2010/08/worried-about-future-no-longer.html' title='am i worried about the future?'/><author><name>jarel p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290410470364216793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QZYM8yN25Dw/SkMpy0oLyFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4aB11odVvLY/S220/4597_522480997374_64302685_31166092_6682634_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956256098546660403.post-3832789113597576469</id><published>2010-07-10T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T00:21:53.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we are...</title><content type='html'>we are new.&lt;br /&gt;we are changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything unlearned--&lt;br /&gt;forgotten with age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember your name.&lt;br /&gt;untouched, blank page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are new.&lt;br /&gt;we are changed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956256098546660403-3832789113597576469?l=sittingclose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/feeds/3832789113597576469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956256098546660403/posts/default/3832789113597576469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956256098546660403/posts/default/3832789113597576469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-are.html' title='we are...'/><author><name>jarel p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290410470364216793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QZYM8yN25Dw/SkMpy0oLyFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4aB11odVvLY/S220/4597_522480997374_64302685_31166092_6682634_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956256098546660403.post-4354122229117785525</id><published>2010-04-12T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T00:55:23.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>glass people</title><content type='html'>this is today.&lt;div&gt;and today is real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the fifty-fourth minute is here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are fragile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956256098546660403-4354122229117785525?l=sittingclose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/feeds/4354122229117785525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/2010/04/glass-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956256098546660403/posts/default/4354122229117785525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956256098546660403/posts/default/4354122229117785525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/2010/04/glass-people.html' title='glass people'/><author><name>jarel p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290410470364216793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QZYM8yN25Dw/SkMpy0oLyFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4aB11odVvLY/S220/4597_522480997374_64302685_31166092_6682634_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956256098546660403.post-6793402861597174153</id><published>2009-06-29T23:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:22:16.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday - monday</title><content type='html'>yesterday was real cool. a whole bunch of people came over to megg's place for a barbecue, just to hang and spend time in good company. our friends "riddle the roar" played some music, along with joe, jay, and me. it was a good time, getting to meet up with friends, meet some new people. i even got to meet up with a friend from high school that i hadn't seen in a good while. alisha happened to be a friend of brittney's, and it was totally unexpected. crazy cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life just felt really gnarly right now. i was just thinking about how different things seem to have been away from point loma. it's like, when you're in a place, you're aware--conscious--of the fact that you're there and aware of the people who are there with you. now that i'm not there on the daily, i guess i've just become aware of different things. home life. my home church. my family. it's not a bad thing, either. though i do feel like i'm missing a piece of me, of something i love. i really miss being around everyone. there are still a lot of friends here, living in the area, and a lot of students living and working on campus, taking classes and i'm thankful to get to see them often. i think what i miss is simply what happens when we're all there in that place together. there's definitely something about that, about being together. "Let us not give up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but let us encourage one another—and all the more as you see the Day approaching" [Hebrews 10:25, NIV]. amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we are one tonight." &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uPTsAOIJh6M"&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956256098546660403-6793402861597174153?l=sittingclose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/feeds/6793402861597174153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956256098546660403/posts/default/6793402861597174153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956256098546660403/posts/default/6793402861597174153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday-monday.html' title='sunday - monday'/><author><name>jarel p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290410470364216793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QZYM8yN25Dw/SkMpy0oLyFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4aB11odVvLY/S220/4597_522480997374_64302685_31166092_6682634_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956256098546660403.post-7411859460987840322</id><published>2009-06-28T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:33:12.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gospelfest at the fair</title><content type='html'>it was cool tonight. worship led by Israel &amp;amp; New Breed, along with Tonex, Eddie Baltrip &amp;amp; Fulfillment, and Jehsyn Lavelle. it was good to take part in worshiping God. and what makes it even better is when we can worship together among friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in between acts, i got to meet and talk a bit with this guy who was standing next to us. he was a student at biola, majoring in education. it was neat to hear about what he's done and where he's traveled. 21 different countries in about 10 years. real cool. he's also gotten to take part in missions work and encouraged me to do the same. i thought back to conversations i had with friends about missions, saying how it'd be cool to do that. i remember going on an eight-day trip for an orphanage in juarez, mexico and how impacting that was. maybe i should take part in one, again. however the Lord leads..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to think that missions work was always about 'building' something, making some kind of material contribution, giving money. i mean, the sharing of the Good News was in there somewhere, but i had that idea that progress and impacting people's lives had to be measured by physical, material gain. i'm not sure where that came from. maybe it's society and the idea that we got to have a lot of 'stuff.' but i've heard people talk-- people, students, friends --who've gone on these trips and shared their experiences, and may not have necessarily given them money or stuff, but gave their time. and essentially gave themselves. they gave love, and there's no price on that. irreplaceable and undeniable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956256098546660403-7411859460987840322?l=sittingclose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/feeds/7411859460987840322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/2009/06/gospelfest-at-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956256098546660403/posts/default/7411859460987840322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956256098546660403/posts/default/7411859460987840322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/2009/06/gospelfest-at-fair.html' title='gospelfest at the fair'/><author><name>jarel p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290410470364216793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QZYM8yN25Dw/SkMpy0oLyFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4aB11odVvLY/S220/4597_522480997374_64302685_31166092_6682634_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956256098546660403.post-2065333639621412925</id><published>2009-06-26T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:20:20.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>switchfoot at del mar</title><content type='html'>we got to see switchfoot at the fair again! it was a good show. my sister and jon went together, and we ran into a good number of familiar faces. so neat o .&lt;br /&gt;right before the show, i got to run into bryce, an old friend from high school. he was talking about how he writes songs, at least one everyday. so crazy! he was inspired by jon foreman, and i remembered him saying something about that when he spoke at point loma's 'writer's symposeum.' bryce was like, "you get about 2 or 3 good ones in a week. then you sift through those and you're like 'ehh...,' and you realize that you probably got one out of the whole month." maybe i should try that. take those steps, yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;israel houghton plays tomorrow. yes.&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956256098546660403-2065333639621412925?l=sittingclose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/feeds/2065333639621412925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/2009/06/switchfoot-at-del-mar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956256098546660403/posts/default/2065333639621412925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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ben, will, and i got a chance to join her on stage at humphrey's to open for gary jules, alongside 'rhythm and the method,' 'lindsay olsen,' 'future governor,' and 'jesse laMonaca.' i'm thankful for the privilege to play with these friends. it is a blessing. God is good. He deserves all the glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was cool to see our friends come out tonight, too. carlo came, and it was good to hang again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are good days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;blogitemurl&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7956256098546660403&amp;amp;postID=8697787847499137734"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956256098546660403-8697787847499137734?l=sittingclose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.humphreysbackstage.com/' title='humphrey&apos;s and gary jules'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.humphreysbackstagelive.com/' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/feeds/8697787847499137734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/2009/06/humphreys-and-gary-jules.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956256098546660403/posts/default/8697787847499137734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956256098546660403/posts/default/8697787847499137734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/2009/06/humphreys-and-gary-jules.html' title='humphrey&apos;s and gary jules'/><author><name>jarel p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290410470364216793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QZYM8yN25Dw/SkMpy0oLyFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4aB11odVvLY/S220/4597_522480997374_64302685_31166092_6682634_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956256098546660403.post-6327554720255602977</id><published>2009-06-25T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:25:17.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>writing again</title><content type='html'>there you are. it be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956256098546660403-6327554720255602977?l=sittingclose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/feeds/6327554720255602977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/2009/06/writing-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956256098546660403/posts/default/6327554720255602977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956256098546660403/posts/default/6327554720255602977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sittingclose.blogspot.com/2009/06/writing-again.html' title='writing again'/><author><name>jarel p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11290410470364216793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QZYM8yN25Dw/SkMpy0oLyFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4aB11odVvLY/S220/4597_522480997374_64302685_31166092_6682634_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
