<?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-9205651147330097739</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:37:26.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Snapshot of Thought</title><subtitle type='html'>A snapshot of thought. Meaningful, meaningless, scattered, thought. Interpretation of one part can only be achieved when viewed with the rest as a whole. First grasp the forest, then see the tree. Poetry, stories, many unfinished, many rewritten, all must be taken in together, even if one story ends 10 different ways rewritten many times, all endings are correct. Gibberish is as important as finished intellectual works. This is a glimpse of my thought. Of me. Of the world. Of.....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9205651147330097739/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tyler Gatzbi</name><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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205651147330097739.post-5337526845302461032</id><published>2008-07-30T00:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T00:42:15.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Honestly?</title><content type='html'>Honestly...&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rather in a state of confused unconfusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I were to interact with that person again, I'd know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For if nothing changed, what good would it do me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't rid myself of these thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm dying just to lose them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where have all the flowers gone?&lt;br /&gt;Pensacola.&lt;br /&gt;Pensacola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florida Babe.&lt;br /&gt;Lest you stay there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I shall never know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9205651147330097739-5337526845302461032?l=asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com/feeds/5337526845302461032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9205651147330097739&amp;postID=5337526845302461032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9205651147330097739/posts/default/5337526845302461032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9205651147330097739/posts/default/5337526845302461032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com/2008/07/honestly.html' title='Honestly?'/><author><name>Tyler Gatzbi</name><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-9205651147330097739.post-5357304574554492156</id><published>2008-07-29T11:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T11:09:23.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Opposition #1</title><content type='html'>I found the first obstacle to the suicide of me, today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon declaring a music major, my grandmother said I needed to "get real" and do something else as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explained to her that my God is bigger than the normal job system of America, and she needed to have more faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think she was convinced. And it's weird because she has always supported everything I ever wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't let it get to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operation Suicide for the Soul is still a go.&lt;br /&gt;And will be as long as I stay on God's path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9205651147330097739-5357304574554492156?l=asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com/feeds/5357304574554492156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9205651147330097739&amp;postID=5357304574554492156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9205651147330097739/posts/default/5357304574554492156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9205651147330097739/posts/default/5357304574554492156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com/2008/07/opposition-1.html' title='Opposition #1'/><author><name>Tyler Gatzbi</name><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-9205651147330097739.post-1534935010368356118</id><published>2008-07-28T21:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:50:11.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little suicide for the soul</title><content type='html'>I don't know if it's just me&lt;br /&gt;But it seems that things aren't changing&lt;br /&gt;Every day is pretty much the same&lt;br /&gt;With a little rearranging&lt;br /&gt;If I do nothing I can't fail&lt;br /&gt;No blistered hands, no broken nails&lt;br /&gt;Killing time, I'm paralyzed&lt;br /&gt;With faded dreams and hollow eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for a revelation&lt;br /&gt;For a moment of clarity&lt;br /&gt;Conflicts and convolutions&lt;br /&gt;Ricochet inside of me&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time for throwing caution to the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin' in.&lt;br /&gt;Like a Kamikaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m giving up on giving up slowly,&lt;br /&gt;On blending in so you won’t even know me&lt;br /&gt;apart from this whole world that shares my fate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one last bullet you mention&lt;br /&gt;is my one last shot at redemption&lt;br /&gt;because I know to live you must give your life away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all of my alibis desert me&lt;br /&gt;I just want to get by&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want nothing to hurt me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea where my head was at&lt;br /&gt;But if my heart says I’m sorry can we leave it at that&lt;br /&gt;Because I just want for all of this to end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been open to persuasion&lt;br /&gt;Wanting someone to take the lead&lt;br /&gt;It's a little disconcerting&lt;br /&gt;Signing up for eternity&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time for throwing caution to the wind&lt;br /&gt;And so my life begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going in.&lt;br /&gt;Like a Kamikaze.&lt;br /&gt;Leap of Faith.&lt;br /&gt;And I finally feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, Oh God I needed you&lt;br /&gt;God all this time I needed you, I needed you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For those confused, I'm talking about "throwing my life away." I'm giving up on trying to be "successful" and on living life like I have so far. In a way, I AM committing suicide, because from this day forward I'm no longer going to be who i've always been. I'm kicking that to the curve, because it's amounted to nothing. I'm gonna devote the rest of my life to doing what God wants of me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;Relient K&lt;br /&gt;Five Iron Frenzy.&lt;br /&gt;Those are a remix of their lyrics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9205651147330097739-1534935010368356118?l=asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com/feeds/1534935010368356118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9205651147330097739&amp;postID=1534935010368356118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9205651147330097739/posts/default/1534935010368356118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9205651147330097739/posts/default/1534935010368356118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com/2008/07/little-suicide-for-soul.html' title='A little suicide for the soul'/><author><name>Tyler Gatzbi</name><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-9205651147330097739.post-6588815894995737146</id><published>2008-07-21T14:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T14:02:46.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Win!</title><content type='html'>Incredible savings at Ralph Lauren Outlet in Katy Mills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave me some opprotunity to get some new threads I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9205651147330097739-6588815894995737146?l=asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com/feeds/6588815894995737146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9205651147330097739&amp;postID=6588815894995737146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9205651147330097739/posts/default/6588815894995737146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9205651147330097739/posts/default/6588815894995737146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-win.html' title='I Win!'/><author><name>Tyler Gatzbi</name><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-9205651147330097739.post-6515656811676059281</id><published>2008-07-11T11:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T11:11:09.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ocean And The Sun</title><content type='html'>The Sound of Animals Fighting have a new cd coming out in September!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may be a new animal in the midst of the squabble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Follow this clickable picture to see a groovy vid on the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fan2band.com/dynamiclink/126921_1178_43_2275"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fan2band.com/DynamicImages/126921_1178_43_2275.jpg" border="0" /&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/9205651147330097739-6515656811676059281?l=asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com/feeds/6515656811676059281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9205651147330097739&amp;postID=6515656811676059281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9205651147330097739/posts/default/6515656811676059281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9205651147330097739/posts/default/6515656811676059281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com/2008/07/ocean-and-sun.html' title='The Ocean And The Sun'/><author><name>Tyler Gatzbi</name><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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205651147330097739.post-437623961356960132</id><published>2008-06-26T13:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T13:43:51.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jump up and down</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I realized that with all the customizations I want, the computer is now about $1600, since it's no longer on sale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna donate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9205651147330097739-437623961356960132?l=asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com/feeds/437623961356960132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9205651147330097739&amp;postID=437623961356960132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9205651147330097739/posts/default/437623961356960132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9205651147330097739/posts/default/437623961356960132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com/2008/06/jump-up-and-down.html' title='Jump up and down'/><author><name>Tyler Gatzbi</name><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-9205651147330097739.post-8497082795900654552</id><published>2008-06-26T13:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T13:42:33.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A summation of my day so far.</title><content type='html'>It's been rather Sluggish lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel most alive out in the Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should begin to work out again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact I did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a day off, even though I don't wanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food Eaten so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird Nachos (not many, so it wasn't that bad for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experimental Risotto(made with Teximati Rice cooked in Chicken Broth, a little butter, cheese, and milk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else eaten really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's stormy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sun today....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9205651147330097739-8497082795900654552?l=asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com/feeds/8497082795900654552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9205651147330097739&amp;postID=8497082795900654552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9205651147330097739/posts/default/8497082795900654552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9205651147330097739/posts/default/8497082795900654552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com/2008/06/summation-of-my-day-so-far.html' title='A summation of my day so far.'/><author><name>Tyler Gatzbi</name><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-9205651147330097739.post-107770613339516133</id><published>2008-06-24T00:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T00:39:18.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The girl who haunts me.</title><content type='html'>Take my stomach&lt;br /&gt;and grip it like a vice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my heart&lt;br /&gt;and peirce it with ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my head&lt;br /&gt;make it go haywire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my lungs&lt;br /&gt;set them on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my limbs&lt;br /&gt;put em on the fritz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my soul&lt;br /&gt;and darken it just a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so incredible&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so unbelievable&lt;br /&gt;I wish I never met you.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it's too hard to say bye for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be my injury&lt;br /&gt;My frostbitten foot.&lt;br /&gt;Be the death of me&lt;br /&gt;The poisoned cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my strength&lt;br /&gt;sap it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my anger&lt;br /&gt;bring it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;sow it and reap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my joy&lt;br /&gt;and emptiness steep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my pride'&lt;br /&gt;make it a worthless asset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my mind&lt;br /&gt;play it like a broken cassette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so horrible&lt;br /&gt;I still remember.&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so crazy&lt;br /&gt;My feelings for you.&lt;br /&gt;Darling you were heaven sent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be my passion&lt;br /&gt;be my craving&lt;br /&gt;take my time&lt;br /&gt;make it worth saving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my time&lt;br /&gt;fill it with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my words&lt;br /&gt;let them be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my days&lt;br /&gt;make em brighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my nights&lt;br /&gt;make em quieter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;fill them with love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my confession&lt;br /&gt;It's been over a year.&lt;br /&gt;Take my words&lt;br /&gt;Please hold them dear.&lt;br /&gt;Of all the girls&lt;br /&gt;I ever knew.&lt;br /&gt;There is no one in the world like you.&lt;br /&gt;It's cliche I know.&lt;br /&gt;But I've never felt this way before.&lt;br /&gt;The lack of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shortness of Breathe&lt;br /&gt;2. Butterflies in my Stomach.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sweaty Palms&lt;br /&gt;4. Lightheadedness&lt;br /&gt;5. Inability to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling hurts.&lt;br /&gt;More than thousands of knives.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of dying whenever I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;If sorrow could kill.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be dead.&lt;br /&gt;Love must heal.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you realize.&lt;br /&gt;Can't you realize.&lt;br /&gt;My list (the one every guy has)&lt;br /&gt;of all the atributes of my "Perfect Dream Girl"&lt;br /&gt;You possess none of them.&lt;br /&gt;Ironic isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, more than the English language can describe.&lt;br /&gt;No lust, or need for physical satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;I get a high from your very presence.&lt;br /&gt;Call me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Call me Ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if there is a word&lt;br /&gt;that describes how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the most masterful of words.&lt;br /&gt;BUt the only one that seems to fit&lt;br /&gt;is "I love you."&lt;br /&gt;But in an unconventional way.&lt;br /&gt;Like a feeling of frienship but incredibly strong.&lt;br /&gt;So before I go.&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm unsure of what that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to edit this into a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either Acoustic Soul.&lt;br /&gt;Or       Emo.&lt;br /&gt;Or       A Perfect Circle Style.&lt;br /&gt;Or       Folksy.&lt;br /&gt;Or       Something Else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9205651147330097739-107770613339516133?l=asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com/feeds/107770613339516133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9205651147330097739&amp;postID=107770613339516133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9205651147330097739/posts/default/107770613339516133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9205651147330097739/posts/default/107770613339516133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asnapshotofthought.blogspot.com/2008/06/girl-who-haunts-me.html' title='The girl who haunts me.'/><author><name>Tyler Gatzbi</name><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>
