<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36986811</id><updated>2009-02-20T20:47:27.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They're Gone Move On</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyregonemoveon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36986811/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyregonemoveon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>They're Gone Move On</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663332430485111595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36986811.post-116274610793320637</id><published>2006-11-05T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T09:05:00.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Decided to Become a Workaholic?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.inevitablebreakups.com/Resources/logo2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.inevitablebreakups.com/Resources/logo2.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats a girl to do? I spoke to some frineds and they said, "If you broke it of with him first, Why are you so sad?" But I have a right to feel some degree of pain. Starting today, I won't be sad anymore. Why? Because I have decided to become..... A work aholic. Yes. Putting all of my efforts into my career and work will bring nothing but good results. I'm still debating if I will work during the weekend to tak up more time. So this is good right. Yes everything will be fine. It sure doesn't help pthat I'm watching "Who's Wedding is it Anyways".  oo Lorde..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36986811-116274610793320637?l=theyregonemoveon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyregonemoveon.blogspot.com/feeds/116274610793320637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36986811&amp;postID=116274610793320637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36986811/posts/default/116274610793320637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36986811/posts/default/116274610793320637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyregonemoveon.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-decided-to-become-workaholic.html' title='I Decided to Become a Workaholic?'/><author><name>They're Gone Move On</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663332430485111595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08438454189122051386'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36986811.post-116261817638962702</id><published>2006-11-03T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T18:43:09.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night? Big Mistake...</title><content type='html'>So your in the first to mid stages of the break up. Two pieces of advice. One, Do NOT listen to the radio. At any given second you may hear a song that you onced loved with your now X, or you may hear a song that makes you instantly so sad you can't think of anything but the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, Do NOT go out on Friday night. The only people that are out on friday night are A. married couples B. families C. mothers and daughters D. Gay men who are stlyish and worst E. New daters that are so clearly trying to impress eachother. And there you are standing alone. My advice: Friday Night..Think Twice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36986811-116261817638962702?l=theyregonemoveon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyregonemoveon.blogspot.com/feeds/116261817638962702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36986811&amp;postID=116261817638962702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36986811/posts/default/116261817638962702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36986811/posts/default/116261817638962702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyregonemoveon.blogspot.com/2006/11/friday-night-big-mistake.html' title='Friday Night? Big Mistake...'/><author><name>They're Gone Move On</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663332430485111595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08438454189122051386'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36986811.post-116268311649853466</id><published>2006-11-04T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T18:42:40.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s sort of scary to think that different could be better…</title><content type='html'>But can it? Well the optimist in me say's, " SURE thing" but the rest of me says, "Dear God, It was good they way it was, go back! Beg if you have to!" But you can't go back, because they don't want to be with you anymore. Not one bit. Worst of all, you arn't giving them a chance to miss you. So, what? Your gonna go back? O' Please. It's not gonna work becasue you will ust end up pushing them father away. Frustrating? Tell me about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36986811-116268311649853466?l=theyregonemoveon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyregonemoveon.blogspot.com/feeds/116268311649853466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36986811&amp;postID=116268311649853466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36986811/posts/default/116268311649853466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36986811/posts/default/116268311649853466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyregonemoveon.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-sort-of-scary-to-think-that.html' title='It’s sort of scary to think that different could be better…'/><author><name>They're Gone Move On</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663332430485111595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08438454189122051386'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36986811.post-116249982209402414</id><published>2006-11-02T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T12:37:02.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a journey with me through me rehab....</title><content type='html'>I  Just lost, what I though was one of the most important sections of my life. My Boyfriend. This may sound like the same old broken record to you. Well, if it does then stop reading. I’m not trying to waste anyone’s time. However …. If you happen to be going through the same thing. I welcome you. Because some days are good, while others are a huge struggle. So I though to myself, ok self you can’t be alone. There are 6 billion people on this planet and self, even though you feel alone right now you have to do something about it. I guess it was my inner Chaka Khan… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though every effort, I must find healing. Heal Already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36986811-116249982209402414?l=theyregonemoveon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyregonemoveon.blogspot.com/feeds/116249982209402414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36986811&amp;postID=116249982209402414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36986811/posts/default/116249982209402414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36986811/posts/default/116249982209402414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyregonemoveon.blogspot.com/2006/11/take-journey-with-me-through-me-rehab.html' title='Take a journey with me through me rehab....'/><author><name>They're Gone Move On</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663332430485111595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08438454189122051386'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36986811.post-116244530304505361</id><published>2006-11-01T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T21:28:23.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stay tuned for a up close and personal look at my journey through "A Breakup"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36986811-116244530304505361?l=theyregonemoveon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyregonemoveon.blogspot.com/feeds/116244530304505361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36986811&amp;postID=116244530304505361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36986811/posts/default/116244530304505361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36986811/posts/default/116244530304505361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyregonemoveon.blogspot.com/2006/11/stay-tuned-for-up-close-and-personal.html' title=''/><author><name>They're Gone Move On</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663332430485111595</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08438454189122051386'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>