<?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-32283188.post515087297359837959..comments</id><updated>2011-05-15T19:13:45.049-04:00</updated><category term='tbr challenge'/><category term='fit&apos;n&apos;healthy'/><category term='product reviews'/><category term='adventures in home ownership'/><category term='political ramblings'/><category term='in pictures'/><category term='*8things'/><category term='in the moment'/><category term='creative meanderings'/><category term='NaBloPoMo'/><category term='becoming a yogini'/><category term='life in general'/><category term='on writing'/><category term='thursday thirteen'/><category term='for the health of it'/><category term='feeless free writer'/><category term='101 things in 1001 days'/><category term='wednesday round-up'/><category term='the dating trenches'/><category term='red writing hood'/><category term='spiritual stuff'/><category term='earthy stuff'/><category term='true blogosphere story'/><category term='NaNoWriMo'/><category term='buying in'/><category term='just for fun'/><category term='off the bookshelves'/><category term='money matters'/><category term='the gratitude challenge'/><category term='twenty five days'/><category term='la vida local'/><category term='sunday scribblings'/><category term='from the weight archives'/><category term='eats and treats'/><category term='giveaways'/><category term='growing things'/><category term='work schmerk'/><category term='question me good'/><category term='weighty stuff'/><title type='text'>Comments on Writing: My Life: Tales from the Dating Trenches</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.writingherlife.com/feeds/515087297359837959/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32283188/515087297359837959/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.writingherlife.com/2011/05/tales-from-dating-trenches.html'/><author><name>Ami</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04132594195395924087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_hlzlCo71fis/SGwHS49yRZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/1ZSt_AbB3Qs/S220/notebook_writing_thumb.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32283188.post-5303439936701210165</id><published>2011-05-15T19:13:45.049-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T19:13:45.049-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot of people view online dating as a negative t...</title><content type='html'>A lot of people view online dating as a negative thing. I think it is the future. When I got out of a serious relationship, which was heartbreaking, all I wanted was to jump back in the dating game to help me get over it, which may or may not be healthy. Anyway, I kept telling my friends that I wanted a list of all the available people in the area. Someone suggested a dating site and BAM I was back in the dating game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://ladala.blogspot.com/</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32283188/515087297359837959/comments/default/5303439936701210165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32283188/515087297359837959/comments/default/5303439936701210165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.writingherlife.com/2011/05/tales-from-dating-trenches.html?showComment=1305501225049#c5303439936701210165' title=''/><author><name>Lacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01862278909024965491</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.writingherlife.com/2011/05/tales-from-dating-trenches.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32283188.post-515087297359837959' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32283188/posts/default/515087297359837959' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-729852995'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32283188.post-3641417696902412664</id><published>2011-05-04T09:57:11.640-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T09:57:11.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I hear ya sister! My marriage ended several years ...</title><content type='html'>I hear ya sister! My marriage ended several years ago and when I decided to put myself out there, online dating it was. I agree, it is more about learning what to share and when and like you, the bad ones have made the best stories for me. Can&amp;#39;t wait for your stories to come!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32283188/515087297359837959/comments/default/3641417696902412664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32283188/515087297359837959/comments/default/3641417696902412664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.writingherlife.com/2011/05/tales-from-dating-trenches.html?showComment=1304517431640#c3641417696902412664' title=''/><author><name>Random Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494483624821880838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08318291664441981860'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X7d7Qj2HYvI/TaNC1Fpi3RI/AAAAAAAAADw/KgYDJ72J8X0/s220/RGlogo.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.writingherlife.com/2011/05/tales-from-dating-trenches.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32283188.post-515087297359837959' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32283188/posts/default/515087297359837959' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1640106147'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32283188.post-4908545692548654575</id><published>2011-05-03T12:22:04.881-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T12:22:04.881-04:00</updated><title type='text'>looking forward to some funny stories!</title><content type='html'>looking forward to some funny stories!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32283188/515087297359837959/comments/default/4908545692548654575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32283188/515087297359837959/comments/default/4908545692548654575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.writingherlife.com/2011/05/tales-from-dating-trenches.html?showComment=1304439724881#c4908545692548654575' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.writingherlife.com/2011/05/tales-from-dating-trenches.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32283188.post-515087297359837959' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32283188/posts/default/515087297359837959' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1524007447'/></entry></feed>
