<?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-5734932337981613327</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:25:37.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike's Musings</title><subtitle type='html'>Ramblings of an incessant worrier</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proxanon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5734932337981613327/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proxanon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Proxanon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293521344831641839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7y_WQck8s7Q/SmTtiTEQvwI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1vHVVXXDiOA/S220/Picture+024+Cropped.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5734932337981613327.post-5774757311888970093</id><published>2009-07-21T23:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T23:43:35.239-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is my life going?</title><content type='html'>Wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night I learned that an old friend got engaged and while anyone with a brain knew it would happen eventually it still makes you say "wow".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whatever reason it just really hit me as a symbol of growing up.  Seems like just yesterday that I saw these two get together.  That was what... 6 years ago? at least?  Thats the kind of connection I think we all long for at some point in our lives.  A few years ago I thought I had one too. (haha yea, that didn't turn out the way I thought) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the fact that I feel so far away from a connection like that really is what gets to me.  Sure I'm only 21 and I have plenty of time to find someone.  That being said though, I'm not gettin any younger here.  I shouldn't be this lonely and unhappy with being single at this age.  Most people live it up in college (or at least thats what they say years after the fact). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my personal demons aside though I gotta say I'm truly happy for the couple I previously mentioned.  If you spend that amount of time together you gotta be having a good blast.  (at least most of the time haha) My well wishes go out to them and their happiness in the years to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its time for the rest of us to find the same thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5734932337981613327-5774757311888970093?l=proxanon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proxanon.blogspot.com/feeds/5774757311888970093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://proxanon.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-is-my-life-going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5734932337981613327/posts/default/5774757311888970093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5734932337981613327/posts/default/5774757311888970093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proxanon.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-is-my-life-going.html' title='Where is my life going?'/><author><name>Proxanon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293521344831641839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7y_WQck8s7Q/SmTtiTEQvwI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1vHVVXXDiOA/S220/Picture+024+Cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5734932337981613327.post-294497378742330530</id><published>2009-07-20T18:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T18:36:41.259-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So here I am</title><content type='html'>I am really feeling this whole web 2.0 thing so I decided to create a blog.  I know these are a bit archaic considering the plethora of social media nowadays, but I kept asking myself why not?  So here I am.... ok thats enough for today haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5734932337981613327-294497378742330530?l=proxanon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proxanon.blogspot.com/feeds/294497378742330530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://proxanon.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-here-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5734932337981613327/posts/default/294497378742330530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5734932337981613327/posts/default/294497378742330530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proxanon.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-here-i-am.html' title='So here I am'/><author><name>Proxanon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07293521344831641839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7y_WQck8s7Q/SmTtiTEQvwI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1vHVVXXDiOA/S220/Picture+024+Cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
