<?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-20417936</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:17:54.081+10:00</updated><title type='text'>You make me ::BLUSH::</title><subtitle type='html'>My star sign said that however I bought the new year on was how I would spend the rest of 2006.  As it turns out I was crying over a cowboy.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makemeblush.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417936/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makemeblush.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Blush</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>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20417936.post-113626789142610278</id><published>2006-01-03T16:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T16:58:11.426+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I have been waiting all day for your call but there hasn't been one.  I wonder if something has happened and I get paranoid that you just don't want to talk to me even though I know it isn't true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to see you soon, call me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417936-113626789142610278?l=makemeblush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makemeblush.blogspot.com/feeds/113626789142610278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417936&amp;postID=113626789142610278&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417936/posts/default/113626789142610278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417936/posts/default/113626789142610278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makemeblush.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-have-been-waiting-all-day-for-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Blush</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-20417936.post-113618488817188175</id><published>2006-01-02T17:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T17:54:48.176+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am sitting at my offoce window looking at you driving past and know that I cant call you.  I think about you all the time. I can't wait until I see you and I now it will be another week before we are together again.  It breaks my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggle with the idea of being so close to you and not being with you.  This is why I have created this for us to use.  I guess it will be a little like the texting and that it will be hard for you to post comments to me.  I would love it if you do as I know it isn't traceable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was hard, as was xmas and new years as all I could do was think of how I wanted to be with you and look at the ring i have been wearing on my finger for the last 5 days.  It means more to me than you may ever know, i love it.  Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to organise your birthday pressie, so this week while I can't see you, can you find out all available dates.  I need a fair bit of warning and the least possible chance of change.  What I have planned will make both of us BLUSH a little.  :)  You are the only person I know that makes me blush and I don't even have to be with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS YOU, LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20417936-113618488817188175?l=makemeblush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makemeblush.blogspot.com/feeds/113618488817188175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20417936&amp;postID=113618488817188175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417936/posts/default/113618488817188175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20417936/posts/default/113618488817188175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makemeblush.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-sitting-at-my-offoce-window.html' title=''/><author><name>Blush</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>
