<?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-9911122</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:39:35.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Konfused Kid</title><subtitle type='html'>She's an 18-year-old konfused kid who likes spelling words with "K", going to concerts, watching movies, writing music, playing guitar and just hanging out. Doesn't like being bored and all alone. </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9911122/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Konfused Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143198314980413612</uri><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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9911122.post-110827401203663893</id><published>2005-02-12T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T21:53:32.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eyesforcreepingpeopleout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ciaocavallo.buzznet.com/?id=882772"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.buzznet.com/assets/users6/ciaocavallo/default/gallery-msg-1108186977-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:0.8em;margin-bottom:5px"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://ciaocavallo.buzznet.com/?id=882772"&gt;eyesforcreepingpeopleout&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Posted by: &lt;a href="http://ciaocavallo.buzznet.com/user/profile2.php"&gt;ciaocavallo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;gotta love camera phones... this reminds me of Gothika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway... I haven't blogged for a while! I got my hair cut... but unfortunatly the pic was taken before that, so no haircut in the pic! I'm bored, bored, bored! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm planning on getting another tattoo within the next few weeks! I'm so excited! I've been waiting to get another tattoo for a while, and even though I really don't have the money to get one, I am! YAY! Well anyway this isn't a real update on my life... just one to tie ya over for a while (if anyone reads it)! Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-konfused kid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9911122-110827401203663893?l=xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110827401203663893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9911122&amp;postID=110827401203663893' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9911122/posts/default/110827401203663893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9911122/posts/default/110827401203663893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com/2005/02/eyesforcreepingpeopleout.html' title='eyesforcreepingpeopleout'/><author><name>Konfused Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143198314980413612</uri><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9911122.post-110749677475548248</id><published>2005-02-03T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T22:03:16.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minnesota Police...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Currently Listening To: Matchbook Romance "Lovers and Liars"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... all I have to say is this is the most outrageous thing I've ever seen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Police shoot cows in South St. Paul&lt;br /&gt;Updated:&lt;br /&gt;02/03/2005 06:40:41 PM&lt;br /&gt;SOUTH ST. PAUL - Police said they had to shoot nine&lt;br /&gt;cows to death after the animals escaped from a meat packing plant early Thursday&lt;br /&gt;morning. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The cows escaped from the Dakota Premium in South St. Paul at around 3:30 a.m. Within minutes, drivers began calling police to report the loose cattle. "I came off 494 to Hardman and there was a truck and a cop car following a bunch of cows down the road," said Ron Kish. "At that time they were trying to round it up, it looked like." A 5 EYEWITNESS NEWS crew saw one cow being shot to death near the corner of Armour and Farwell Avenues. It took&lt;br /&gt;several shots to bring the animal down. One woman felt it was too much. "It was the talk of the building, cows laying all over, how terrible it was, I don't think there was any harm of the cows being out," said Melissa Potter, who saw the police shoot the cows. Police said the cows needed to be killed because they became a safety hazard in the morning traffic. "When they typically get loose out of the pen, they become very agitated," said South St. Paul Police Capt. Dan Vujovich. "And they can become very aggressive." South St. Paul police said they spent about an hour in an unsuccessful attempt to corral the animals.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kstp.com/article/stories/S6025.html?cat=1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kstp.com/article/stories/S6025.html?cat=1"&gt;http://www.kstp.com/article/stories/S6025.html?cat=1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now that just makes me mad... there's no need for that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But besides that... today is just one bad thing after another. I have to pay in for taxes... and I'm mad about it... but oh well. If anyone is as pissed about that cow thing, do something about it and e-mail someone. like &lt;a href="mailto:info@peta.com"&gt;info@peta.com&lt;/a&gt; or find the e-mail address for the South Saint Paul Police and e-mail them. Peace out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-Konfused Kid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9911122-110749677475548248?l=xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110749677475548248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9911122&amp;postID=110749677475548248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9911122/posts/default/110749677475548248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9911122/posts/default/110749677475548248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com/2005/02/minnesota-police.html' title='Minnesota Police...'/><author><name>Konfused Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143198314980413612</uri><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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9911122.post-110679921378831755</id><published>2005-01-26T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T20:13:33.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CANADA</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening To: Fall Out Boy "My Heart Is The Worst Kind Of Weapon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canada... pretty rad title for this one. And so original considering that I'm going to be ranting and raving about how I DON'T... I repeat DON'T get to go to Canada for my b-day! This sucks! Well.. maybe you don't want to listen to me go on and on about CANADA... well your in luck. DON'T READ IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is something fun. I want NO contact with anyone from here... I want to go on a trip with my friend, I want to explore on my own. I was also thinking Chicago, but my friend has family there.. and when I go on a TRIP... ex: VACATION, I want to stay in a HOTEL! Not at someone's house... god am I picky! I just want to get away from everything and I think the stress from school is taking over my brain! I overwhelmed myself this quarter, never again! Too many credits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, done with that... it's just making me sad. It's been a while since I've blogged, and I have to say nothing too exciting has been going on. I went to The Quest on the 19th, saw So Co... great band, nice guys, awesome show. I also want to see Fall Out Boy again, but I don't want to go alone, and again nobody will go with me so I might as well... nothing better to do anyway. I'm done blogging... I'm gettign tired and upset. Gonna go pout. Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Konfused Kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9911122-110679921378831755?l=xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110679921378831755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9911122&amp;postID=110679921378831755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9911122/posts/default/110679921378831755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9911122/posts/default/110679921378831755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com/2005/01/canada.html' title='CANADA'/><author><name>Konfused Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143198314980413612</uri><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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9911122.post-110498312219844212</id><published>2005-01-05T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T19:46:53.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chance Of A Lifetime</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening To: Rancid "Ruby Soho"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if anyone's ever wondering where my titles for my blog's come from, it's either&lt;br /&gt;a) purely random or&lt;br /&gt;b) the first part of a song that pops into my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's my theory for picking blog titles. Besides that, today was an overall boring day. I went to school... boring... got my hair done, semi-exciting... and came home and watched movies... boring. Which brings me to my next subject. I realized why I hate Composition classes so much. I'd much rather free write and develope my own story/poem/whatever, rather than prewriting, making a thesis, blah, blah, blah! Although I can choose the topic, that all seems like a waste of time, let alone a waste of paper, to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to yet my next subject. Da da da daaaaaaaaaaa! My story! Since the rest of my life today was completely boring, I'll take up much of this space to post part of my story mentioned 2 in my blog: "Dreamer".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The last time I saw my mother was ten years ago. Now, as my feet smack down one by one on the pavement, I feel a wave of fear come over me as I make my was toward the door. I don't know why I'm afraid. She is my mother for christ's sake! Maybe it was because I hadn't seen her in person for so long, that I was afraid she wouldn't recognize me, or maybe it was because of how I left and why.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My mother had always done so much for our family, but when she let that man come back and live with us, our whole perfect family became a living hell. Like before he, my father, would come home late at night, stumbling over the threshold of the doorway, with the strong pungent scent of alcohol lingering on his breath. He would always yell up our staircase for my mother to scramble out of bed and make him a 4 course meal. Normally she would unhappily oblige, but this night she didn't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on my stories will be in&lt;em&gt; italics&lt;/em&gt; and my regular posts will be normal. Please feel free to leave CONSTRUCTIVE CRICISM or SUGGESTIONS for me! I would appreciate it! Thanx&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;xXKonfusedXx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9911122-110498312219844212?l=xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110498312219844212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9911122&amp;postID=110498312219844212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9911122/posts/default/110498312219844212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9911122/posts/default/110498312219844212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com/2005/01/chance-of-lifetime.html' title='Chance Of A Lifetime'/><author><name>Konfused Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143198314980413612</uri><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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9911122.post-110489566057011104</id><published>2005-01-04T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T19:27:40.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's Not A Word That I Comprehend</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening To: Dashboard Confessional "Screaming Infedelities"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long day! Ahh now I can finally relax, and write a wonderful blog to all of you who are even remotely interested in my oh so boring life. First day of MIDI II today... interesting teacher. Kind of random like me. He'll be talking about one thing and then just go off in another direction, although still in the vicinity of what we were just discussing. I was thinking about asking how on earth someone can lose 40 hours worth of recording they did for a band, considering it happened to a band I know. What kind of person wouldn't back that thing up! Expecially when it's a $2,000 session over 6 months. Strange people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night after I pryed myself away from my computer, I started looking at my old Creative Writing stories I played around with in my journal, and I figured that considering none of them are whole stories, why not take my favorite one and actually finish it. I haven't thought of a title, but it's about this guy, who's 25, and when he was 15, his drunk father came home and beat his mother, and he was so fed up with his dad's drinking, that he left, and 10 years later he's coming back to see his mother who he heard from his brother was sick and her last wish was to see him. So if anyone can think of a name, or better yet a good illness for his mother to have, I'd love suggestions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, maybe I'll post parts of my wonderful story on my blog sometime... and I could always use feedback on those too! Peace out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XxKonfusedxX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9911122-110489566057011104?l=xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110489566057011104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9911122&amp;postID=110489566057011104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9911122/posts/default/110489566057011104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9911122/posts/default/110489566057011104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com/2005/01/theres-not-word-that-i-comprehend.html' title='There&apos;s Not A Word That I Comprehend'/><author><name>Konfused Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143198314980413612</uri><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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9911122.post-110479256581716459</id><published>2005-01-03T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T14:49:25.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamer</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening To: Mest "Rooftops"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my fellow friends, today was my first day of my second quarter in college. It was interesting, one of my teacher's has an interesting name... Lightey! Interesting huh? Sounds like something a hippie would have named their child in the 60's! I still have my other teacher for Music Business, so that's all good. Tomorrow I have one class (yay), MIDI production II. Don't know who teaches that yet, so tomorrow I'll get to be surprised! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going to the Killing Grace concert on Tuesday night, (Killing Grace is a local band... *shamelessly plugging bands again*) I've found a new respect for guitar players. I guess when it's someone you see every week and their actually up there performing in front of a bunch of people, its different than going to the Target Center and seeing a band that you don't really know personally. It wasn't music I particularily listen to persay, but it was still a really good show, considering we left right after Killing Grace. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm out, if I find more exciting things happening to me later, I'll post again, but in the mean time don't miss me too much!&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&gt;XxKonfusedxX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9911122-110479256581716459?l=xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110479256581716459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9911122&amp;postID=110479256581716459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9911122/posts/default/110479256581716459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9911122/posts/default/110479256581716459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com/2005/01/dreamer.html' title='Dreamer'/><author><name>Konfused Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143198314980413612</uri><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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9911122.post-110471788202828202</id><published>2005-01-02T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T18:04:42.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Konfusion With A "K"</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening To: Rancid "Fall Back Down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Welcome one and all to my beautiful blog! Ha ha! just kidding. HAPPY NEW YEAR though! It's 2005! Woo Hoo! I remember when it was New Years Eve 1999 and we thought when the clock hit Midnight the world was going to explode and we'd all be dead. But that didn't happen... oh well there's always 3000!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years was okay, I went to friends, saw "Meet The Fockers", rented "Cruel Intentions" and "Texas Chainsaw Massacre" (the recent one). That was a funny movie! I love when his arm gets chopped off and the chainsaw falls to the floor and spins in circles and the crazy man is trying to pick it up and his arm's stuck to it! LMAO!!!! (for those of you who haven't seen it... oops... sorry!) Too bad the awesome people in the movies die too... that sucks. Why couldn't the people who you think are going to live die? That would shock me. And that would be a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note... Something Corporate is going to Minneapolis on Jan. 19th... and for those of you with nothing to do on a Wednesday night and in the area... come see em. It'll be rad. I mean, how many times do you get to see a guy play piano, jump on it, and get molested by a bunch of girls... (all in good fun!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and the Taste Of Chaos Tour on March 20th, also in Minneapolis, would be another rad show to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough harmless plugging bands... I'm ending this right now! Peace!&lt;br /&gt;-Konfused Kid-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9911122-110471788202828202?l=xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com/feeds/110471788202828202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9911122&amp;postID=110471788202828202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9911122/posts/default/110471788202828202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9911122/posts/default/110471788202828202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxkonfusedxx.blogspot.com/2005/01/konfusion-with-k.html' title='Konfusion With A &quot;K&quot;'/><author><name>Konfused Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09143198314980413612</uri><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>
