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  <updated>2007-05-04T02:32:49Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plaidpocahontas:3659</id>
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    <title>May 3rd... is almost May 9th</title>
    <published>2007-05-04T02:32:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-04T02:32:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bluegrass heaven</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I learned some important things today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Webcams make me happy. Especially when used outdoors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We ALL love ourselves... so if we display traits of another, it must mean we love them too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Deadlines are for the weak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I like photos. So here are some nice ones... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week we went to the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/plaidpocahontas/pic/00006grb/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/plaidpocahontas/pic/00006grb/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to cuddle outside the library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/plaidpocahontas/pic/000077yw/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/plaidpocahontas/pic/000077yw/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently some of my friends actually belong with John Cleese in Lemur Land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/plaidpocahontas/pic/00008z27/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/plaidpocahontas/pic/00008z27/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how I feel right now. In a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/plaidpocahontas/pic/000098dg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/plaidpocahontas/pic/000098dg/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plaidpocahontas:3523</id>
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    <title>"This isn't wool, its cashmere" (my future roommate: Leslie Merinoff)</title>
    <published>2007-04-25T10:34:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-25T10:34:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>90's</lj:music>
    <content type="html">CHILL ZONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/plaidpocahontas/pic/00004f9p/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/plaidpocahontas/pic/00004f9p/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cumbies does it better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here watching the sunrise from the windows of dear Bailey Howe... my heart feels warm. Whether it is because of the massive amount of chillzone products consumed... my headcold... the whole not sleeping thing... or just the lovely people surrounding me and the grandeur of my body which allows me to stay up all night and then feel fantastic the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote quite a bit. Did some good organization. Feel more solid on my finals etc. The end is very soon. I'm a mixed bag... I'm very very attached to the classes I am taking and everything that has to do with them... But I couldn't be more excited for this summer and the opportunity to really take some time for myself and take classes and craft until my heart is content. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom sent me windchimes for my birthday along with a bit of money to buy me some fruit and some special things. Really what was so special about my B'day was the love from the fam etc etc. My dear brother left me the most glorious message that ended up making me cry in the middle of city hall park. My dad told me that the shit that I'm working out is the best anniversary/birthday present he could have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family being this positive is the best birthday present I could have. After a year of horrendous tension that I almost thought was too tough to get through.... we have all come out on top (knockonwood)  Its strange that we all figured out something major about ourselves at around the same time. I know I owe a bit of that to dear Jessie, as much as she is a bit crazy sometimes.... she pushed us to limits we needed to feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with that and some seriously lovely discussions in bathtubs while honoring my dear grandma ann with her camels   and various other people that have figured out how to let me be me.... It has turned out to be exactly how it is every spring. The flowers pop up just as I am taking some sort of new stance on my life. thats not like a dramatic statement that is meant to imply that every year I make some magnificent change that I should be commended for, but as people do when they get older, things change, and I just enjoy how many of those changed coincide with seasonal change. you poor californians... (as Catie would say) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is wednesday and by next wednesday I will be entering the clump of days where everything is due. Just like it is before a big race, or a dramatic talk, or a moving day, my adrenaline gets going... and speedy adhd savannah is a runnin'.   As much as it is so traumatizing... I'm rather excited for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M ALSO GOING TO MEMPHIS TENNESSEE IN TWO WEEKS! &lt;br /&gt;good old Watermelon Slim... hes performing TWICE in the awards show... and if he wins a certiain amount he performs again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/plaidpocahontas/pic/00005fg9/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/plaidpocahontas/pic/00005fg9/s320x240" width="183" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish all my loves who want to come... could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Here goes this week . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plaidpocahontas:3119</id>
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    <title>clavenpoof. Slitherdor. ruffleclaw. huffleslew.</title>
    <published>2007-04-17T19:00:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-17T19:00:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hey California - Catie Curtis</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/plaidpocahontas/pic/00001f82/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/plaidpocahontas/pic/00001f82/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what I have been thinking about lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear Katrina has Malaria, again, and so far she has been resistant to all of the IV medicine they have tried. Now shes taking a pill that her herbalist advisor created himself or something. I have no doubt that she is in good hands but it still makes me nervous. I love her lots, she is a big part of my soul.  (it is also her 21st birthday. Woot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Also. This!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/plaidpocahontas/pic/00002pwq/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/plaidpocahontas/pic/00002pwq/s320x240" width="320" height="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;granted this is a ridiculously old photo of my family. They have all been especialy wonderful lately and really seem to be taking into account everyone elses needs and feelings. Everyones compromising a bit... (just like Edie says to do... we're being poets about it...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a phone interview with a therapist in five minutes. I feel very strange having someone prescribe medicine for me over the phone. Weird. But necesary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeha. One more thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/plaidpocahontas/pic/00003at5/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/plaidpocahontas/pic/00003at5/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were still coming...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plaidpocahontas:1263</id>
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    <title>Leonardos... yum</title>
    <published>2006-11-16T05:19:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-16T05:19:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Glasgow Love Theme from Love Actually</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yum yum. Tonight I went to the gym and got my body ripped apart.. It was wonderful, then I came home to some pumpkin bread and ordered some Leo's. I've been wanting wheat crust Leos since the beginning of the year and tonight was absolutely perfect. I got a large with monterey Jack cheese and onions and beans. Amazing. Now  I'm full and happy and need to sleep so I can get up in five hours to register for classes. I never sleep enough before important days, like travel days, or days that I'm gonna have a lot of work to do.. like tomorrow. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the old Christie 322 sleep mix. Kind of a strange feeling, because falling asleep to it makes me feel as though I should be about six feet higher with someone moving around below me (or at her desk with the light shining in my eyes).. but no. I don't want to listen to it so much so that it takes on a new meaning. I hate that. But the songs are making me really really happy for now! so we'll see how it goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allright. off to bed. The flowers are almost dead :( but I'm gonna start some new bulbs over Thanksgiving!</content>
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