<?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-5239324070150029196</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:13:18.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster Madness</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meggiemonstermadness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5239324070150029196/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggiemonstermadness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Megan Tench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324338070385175237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96ReUeCz9GQ/SmE1Tx577TI/AAAAAAAAAAM/I_U_DJjmXlg/S220/Venus+002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5239324070150029196.post-404115042122518538</id><published>2009-07-17T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:12:55.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopping onto the blog bicycle (training wheels engaged.)</title><content type='html'>I’m not a very interesting person BUT I want a blog. Apparently it is a very writerly thing to do, and I would be a silly woman child for not doing the writerly thing. Speaking of writing, I have not written anything for my book in months. That is correct. Your eyes are not deceiving you. MONTHS. I’m beginning to feel not unlike a neglectful parent. My brain child is emaciated and all I can seem to do these days is write crappy poetry and download music belonging to awesome bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like good music, check out:&lt;br /&gt;Owl City&lt;br /&gt;Velveteen&lt;br /&gt;Manchester Orchestra&lt;br /&gt;Dirty Pretty Things&lt;br /&gt;Air Traffic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I don’t actually have writers block. My head is teaming with good ideas these days. I am simply too exhausted 99.9% of the time to actually write them out. It comes with the territory of working for an amusement park 30 hours a week. Sometimes more. I’ve gotten to the point that if I never in my life see another roller coaster, it will be too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that is currently shading my mood is a recent falling out with a friend. Nothing annoys me more than when a person comes at me with an attitude that says “I am right, you are wrong and I will stop at nothing to prove it to you.” Particularly when it has to do with a matter of opinions, which, as a human being, I have a right to. They may not be like yours or anyone else’s, but they don’t have to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note to anyone who stumbles upon my blog: I am highly opinionated BUT I will never try and force you or anyone else to see things my way. I will give you the reasons why I think the way I do, but I’m not going to lecture you like a child to try and get you change your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh. I often dislike catty, teenage girls. Well…I always dislike catty, teenage girls. But we all have our preferences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  Meggie Monster (AKA Megan)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5239324070150029196-404115042122518538?l=meggiemonstermadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meggiemonstermadness.blogspot.com/feeds/404115042122518538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meggiemonstermadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/hopping-onto-blog-bicycle-training.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5239324070150029196/posts/default/404115042122518538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5239324070150029196/posts/default/404115042122518538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggiemonstermadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/hopping-onto-blog-bicycle-training.html' title='Hopping onto the blog bicycle (training wheels engaged.)'/><author><name>Megan Tench</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324338070385175237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_96ReUeCz9GQ/SmE1Tx577TI/AAAAAAAAAAM/I_U_DJjmXlg/S220/Venus+002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
