<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647067405363781880</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 00:32:23 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>diary</title><description></description><link>http://eriknebel.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (erik nebel)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>832</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647067405363781880.post-2471386161932152307</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 00:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-09T16:32:23.792-08:00</atom:updated><title>fine</title><description>i ask stefano how he's feeling.&lt;br /&gt;he says, "fine. just i have a sore throat."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647067405363781880-2471386161932152307?l=eriknebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eriknebel.blogspot.com/2009/12/fine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (erik nebel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647067405363781880.post-5163157906608395472</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 04:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-08T20:37:06.153-08:00</atom:updated><title>grave</title><description>i imagine donald duck falling into his grave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647067405363781880-5163157906608395472?l=eriknebel.blogspot.com' alt='' 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+0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-05T19:36:41.984-08:00</atom:updated><title>close</title><description>4 more days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647067405363781880-3167617361466081210?l=eriknebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eriknebel.blogspot.com/2009/12/close.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (erik nebel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647067405363781880.post-2339228542273835033</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Dec 2009 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-04T21:04:24.911-08:00</atom:updated><title>weird</title><description>i was telling my client, a 10 year old boy, that every morning, some guy drives around and throws newspapers onto driveways.&lt;br /&gt;he laughed and said, "that's so weird."&lt;div 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eriknebel.blogspot.com/2009/12/enough.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (erik nebel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647067405363781880.post-2108816247490482546</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 04:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-03T20:42:26.440-08:00</atom:updated><title>murder</title><description>i get up at 5:30, i come back at 7:30.&lt;br /&gt;so tired, i don't even have the energy to read a comic book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647067405363781880-2108816247490482546?l=eriknebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eriknebel.blogspot.com/2009/12/murder.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (erik nebel)</author><thr:total 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01 Dec 2009 04:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-30T20:37:13.143-08:00</atom:updated><title>buy</title><description>i overheard 2 young asian students on campus saying that if you go shopping with your friends, they'll say, "buy it!" but if you go shopping with your parents, they'll say, "don't buy it!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647067405363781880-3746941547603017537?l=eriknebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eriknebel.blogspot.com/2009/11/buy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (erik nebel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647067405363781880.post-2358831244366109122</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 04:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-30T20:38:35.151-08:00</atom:updated><title>whiny</title><description>stefano was making whiny 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647067405363781880-2312673188093866460?l=eriknebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eriknebel.blogspot.com/2009/11/changed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (erik nebel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647067405363781880.post-5211721386389150962</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 04:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-27T20:05:27.557-08:00</atom:updated><title>dirt</title><description>zander made a mess with dirt in the house.&lt;br /&gt;i said, "well, it's been a while since alexander has done something atrocious."&lt;br /&gt;aleli said, "it has been a while."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647067405363781880-5211721386389150962?l=eriknebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eriknebel.blogspot.com/2009/11/dirt.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (erik nebel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647067405363781880.post-7232743585594551525</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 22:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-26T14:50:12.012-08:00</atom:updated><title>wet</title><description>a little dog followed us in the rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647067405363781880-7232743585594551525?l=eriknebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eriknebel.blogspot.com/2009/11/wet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (erik nebel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647067405363781880.post-4047888266030571914</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 21:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-25T13:44:34.745-08:00</atom:updated><title>gutter</title><description>i looked out the window and saw some guy spit into the gutter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647067405363781880-4047888266030571914?l=eriknebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eriknebel.blogspot.com/2009/11/2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (erik nebel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647067405363781880.post-3726511667497834966</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 04:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-24T20:07:50.404-08:00</atom:updated><title>cold</title><description>zander says, "wrap me up like a 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eriknebel.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesterday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (erik nebel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647067405363781880.post-6283603737405198443</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 04:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-22T20:38:13.640-08:00</atom:updated><title>donuts</title><description>tomorrow morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647067405363781880-6283603737405198443?l=eriknebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eriknebel.blogspot.com/2009/11/donuts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (erik nebel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647067405363781880.post-2393523346002578538</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 07:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-21T23:30:24.497-08:00</atom:updated><title>cat</title><description>the deaf cat wandered into the living room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647067405363781880-2393523346002578538?l=eriknebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eriknebel.blogspot.com/2009/11/cat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (erik nebel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647067405363781880.post-7956241373838674030</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 04:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-20T20:32:45.223-08:00</atom:updated><title>heart</title><description>a young woman came to our house asking for money to support 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647067405363781880-3315254984085410478?l=eriknebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eriknebel.blogspot.com/2009/11/crossing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (erik nebel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647067405363781880.post-2271358282580066788</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 21:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T13:47:22.728-08:00</atom:updated><title>monday</title><description>this morning, i said to donna, "and so it begins, the long trudge forward to the end of the day."&lt;br /&gt;she said, "i know, i'm not looking forward to it."&lt;br /&gt;and she had a crappy weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647067405363781880-2271358282580066788?l=eriknebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eriknebel.blogspot.com/2009/11/monday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (erik nebel)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647067405363781880.post-5553349979721097742</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 06:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-15T22:56:06.296-08:00</atom:updated><title>cactus</title><description>stefano made a picture of a cactus in a desert with tumbleweeds rolling by.&lt;br /&gt;zander made a picture of a cactus in a sandstorm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647067405363781880-5553349979721097742?l=eriknebel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eriknebel.blogspot.com/2009/11/cactus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (erik nebel)</author><thr:total 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