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	<title>Comments on: Bedroom</title>
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	<description>Just a child stuck in adulthood</description>
	<pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2008 21:10:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Melinda</title>
		<link>http://blog.logtar.com/2008/07/23/bedroom/#comment-358824</link>
		<dc:creator>Melinda</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 18:17:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I shared a room with my sister until she left, so there were three or four years that I remember with her - some fun years, some not, and after that, I liked my sanctuary away from my parents.  Now, with Wiley, we make decisions together.  I don't begrudge him his cave that he wants, but to me, it seems like it's a space he can run to because the rest of the house is too "chickish", and there are flowers and toile all over the place.  Hence the making decorating decisions together, though I draw the line at any animal's head on a wall.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I shared a room with my sister until she left, so there were three or four years that I remember with her - some fun years, some not, and after that, I liked my sanctuary away from my parents.  Now, with Wiley, we make decisions together.  I don&#8217;t begrudge him his cave that he wants, but to me, it seems like it&#8217;s a space he can run to because the rest of the house is too &#8220;chickish&#8221;, and there are flowers and toile all over the place.  Hence the making decorating decisions together, though I draw the line at any animal&#8217;s head on a wall.</p>
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		<title>By: Cat</title>
		<link>http://blog.logtar.com/2008/07/23/bedroom/#comment-358823</link>
		<dc:creator>Cat</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 15:38:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>its so funny that this is your post today. 

i am  having back and forth anxiety over the possible sharing of space. 

will be posting later i think. maybe. i dunno!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>its so funny that this is your post today. </p>
<p>i am  having back and forth anxiety over the possible sharing of space. </p>
<p>will be posting later i think. maybe. i dunno!</p>
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		<title>By: Travis</title>
		<link>http://blog.logtar.com/2008/07/23/bedroom/#comment-358822</link>
		<dc:creator>Travis</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 14:14:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think your theory has some valid points.  I know when I was a kid, I could always go to my room and shut the door to be alone for hours at a time, if I wanted.  I don't really get that alone time anymore as an adult.  I think people who grew up accustomed to that actually need that alone time to cope with the stresses of life.  At least, that is my theory.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think your theory has some valid points.  I know when I was a kid, I could always go to my room and shut the door to be alone for hours at a time, if I wanted.  I don&#8217;t really get that alone time anymore as an adult.  I think people who grew up accustomed to that actually need that alone time to cope with the stresses of life.  At least, that is my theory.</p>
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		<title>By: Wookieluv</title>
		<link>http://blog.logtar.com/2008/07/23/bedroom/#comment-358821</link>
		<dc:creator>Wookieluv</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 13:21:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I wouldn't know as I've always had my own room. I  don't know if the theory you have has legs....it's kinda gray. Come up with more interesting theories....like;

why there is braille at some ATMS.

why does it take more than 1 min. to order anything from McDonalds

why is Kansas City Professional Sports relegated to being Farm Leagues

maybe a theory about the lost socks


but ya...your bedroom thing? Excuse me while I generalize..EVERYONE wants their own space and/or room. Tolerance schmolerance, if you can't stand your spouse then somethings wrong. Beas 'craving' isn't craving, it's her wanting to be herself...the division you mention is all in your head.

Hippy.

Now get to 70 bitch!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I wouldn&#8217;t know as I&#8217;ve always had my own room. I  don&#8217;t know if the theory you have has legs&#8230;.it&#8217;s kinda gray. Come up with more interesting theories&#8230;.like;</p>
<p>why there is braille at some ATMS.</p>
<p>why does it take more than 1 min. to order anything from McDonalds</p>
<p>why is Kansas City Professional Sports relegated to being Farm Leagues</p>
<p>maybe a theory about the lost socks</p>
<p>but ya&#8230;your bedroom thing? Excuse me while I generalize..EVERYONE wants their own space and/or room. Tolerance schmolerance, if you can&#8217;t stand your spouse then somethings wrong. Beas &#8216;craving&#8217; isn&#8217;t craving, it&#8217;s her wanting to be herself&#8230;the division you mention is all in your head.</p>
<p>Hippy.</p>
<p>Now get to 70 bitch!</p>
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		<title>By: Mark M</title>
		<link>http://blog.logtar.com/2008/07/23/bedroom/#comment-358820</link>
		<dc:creator>Mark M</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 12:55:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Well, I shared a room with my brother until I was off to college.  Bunk beds when we were really young and then we "moved up" to the beds separated.  Now that I'm married I really don't care about how my wife decorates the house.  She has that flair, I do not.  Is this a product of the way I grew up?  Perhaps, but I never really cared how my room looked growing up either.  Product of my personality I think.  Some things I find important enough to voice an opinion on, most other stuff.......meh.   =)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well, I shared a room with my brother until I was off to college.  Bunk beds when we were really young and then we &#8220;moved up&#8221; to the beds separated.  Now that I&#8217;m married I really don&#8217;t care about how my wife decorates the house.  She has that flair, I do not.  Is this a product of the way I grew up?  Perhaps, but I never really cared how my room looked growing up either.  Product of my personality I think.  Some things I find important enough to voice an opinion on, most other stuff&#8230;&#8230;.meh.   =)</p>
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