<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7715744637347848249.post8744798321027365188..comments</id><updated>2007-09-15T03:14:45.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Reflecting Thoughts: Living among awkwardness</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rtejah.blogspot.com/feeds/8744798321027365188/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7715744637347848249/8744798321027365188/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rtejah.blogspot.com/2007/08/living-among-awkwardness.html'/><author><name>RYAN E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13221688081452357595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7715744637347848249.post-6656114972977625436</id><published>2007-09-15T03:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T03:14:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm guessing it's just that our auras (auri?) look...</title><content type='html'>I'm guessing it's just that our auras (auri?) look bigger and make us feel better about ourselves if we keep them close-up and don't spread them out because we're afraid we won't be able to pull them back to ourselves.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;It's sort of like the "mind-space" they talk about in advertising (Where "Sauced" is right next to "Pizza Hut" and "McDonalds").&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;If you see someone sit with someone else, it's similar to the feeling you get when you see someone bring their luggage over to someone else's house---sure, maybe he's over at her place until the exterminator finishes fumigating his place; but ya never know!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;And if they sit together one day, and one decides to sit somewhere else the next, it ... [whimper] ... it'll hurt somebody's feelings! WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7715744637347848249/8744798321027365188/comments/default/6656114972977625436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7715744637347848249/8744798321027365188/comments/default/6656114972977625436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rtejah.blogspot.com/2007/08/living-among-awkwardness.html?showComment=1189844040000#c6656114972977625436' title=''/><author><name>MythMan J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616649154364015777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://rtejah.blogspot.com/2007/08/living-among-awkwardness.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7715744637347848249.post-8744798321027365188' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7715744637347848249/posts/default/8744798321027365188' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>