<?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-3796493046638295011</id><updated>2012-01-14T01:06:55.242-05:00</updated><category term='videos'/><category term='art happens'/><category term='abetterworld'/><category term='music'/><category term='my friends are better than yours'/><category term='words'/><category term='izm'/><category term='you remind me of home'/><title type='text'>fantastic by accident</title><subtitle type='html'>zeitgeist i am not.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dani jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07651660678537913170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_volg3uAbrNM/SWf1giEBD0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/KRJbyv6Zw4U/S220/sneaky.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796493046638295011.post-5729582694955001450</id><published>2010-03-10T08:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T08:16:21.425-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you remind me of home'/><title type='text'>no see</title><content type='html'>Wow. So posting about house life has been a major fail... I'll find something to do with this blog yet. Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796493046638295011-5729582694955001450?l=fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/feeds/5729582694955001450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796493046638295011&amp;postID=5729582694955001450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default/5729582694955001450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default/5729582694955001450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-see.html' title='no see'/><author><name>dani jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07651660678537913170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_volg3uAbrNM/SWf1giEBD0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/KRJbyv6Zw4U/S220/sneaky.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796493046638295011.post-25293438246051590</id><published>2009-06-03T03:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T04:29:35.213-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you remind me of home'/><title type='text'>happiness is...</title><content type='html'>I think we've got it all figured out. I'm going to be living with my friends Trystan and Teddy beginning in a couple months. And that's what this is going to be- a log of my new life. But yeah, I'm so glad we've got things mostly sorted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All our paperwork is due in a couple weeks and the deposit is due by month's end. This is all happening. Finally. I can't believe it. It feels like I'm finally doing something with my life- moving out, moving on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to love my new life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796493046638295011-25293438246051590?l=fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/feeds/25293438246051590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796493046638295011&amp;postID=25293438246051590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default/25293438246051590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default/25293438246051590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/2009/06/happiness-is.html' title='happiness is...'/><author><name>dani jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07651660678537913170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_volg3uAbrNM/SWf1giEBD0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/KRJbyv6Zw4U/S220/sneaky.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796493046638295011.post-5915498848725666051</id><published>2009-05-14T02:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T02:58:17.481-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>these few words are true even if nothing else I ever say is</title><content type='html'>I love how music always makes sense. even when it doesn’t make literal or logical sense, it makes emotional sense. there will always be a song that “gets” you. it doesn’t even matter if it was written to make you feel better after your cat died or to describe your first kiss or whatever- there’s a song out there that you’re going to find that will fit perfectly into how you felt in that moment. music is a powerful, powerful thing. it’s magic. I think that making music is one of the few true bits of magic that we humans can perform. we can take words and wood and metal and string and make someone feel something so deeply that they are never the same again. if that’s not magic, I don’t know what is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796493046638295011-5915498848725666051?l=fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/21842702' title='these few words are true even if nothing else I ever say is'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/feeds/5915498848725666051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796493046638295011&amp;postID=5915498848725666051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default/5915498848725666051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default/5915498848725666051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/2009/05/these-few-words-are-true-even-if.html' title='these few words are true even if nothing else I ever say is'/><author><name>dani jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07651660678537913170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_volg3uAbrNM/SWf1giEBD0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/KRJbyv6Zw4U/S220/sneaky.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796493046638295011.post-158964756038562389</id><published>2009-05-05T17:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:45:29.173-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my friends are better than yours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art happens'/><title type='text'>catch up</title><content type='html'>So hey... I'm still around. Yep. I am. Still making videos on youtube. Just, you know, not posting them here. Cause I sort of forgot about that. Fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started using my &lt;a href="http://fantasticbyaccident.tumblr.com/"&gt;tumblr&lt;/a&gt; account which I've had for a while but also sort of forgot about. I figure it's a good way to get some art back in my life. Hopefully it will serve it's purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, there was something else I was going to say, but it's gone now. I think I will start using this thing someday. Probably when I move in with Dan and Trystan. It'll be the log of our awesome lives together as a screwed up little "family", haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796493046638295011-158964756038562389?l=fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/feeds/158964756038562389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796493046638295011&amp;postID=158964756038562389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default/158964756038562389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default/158964756038562389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/2009/05/catch-up.html' title='catch up'/><author><name>dani jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07651660678537913170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_volg3uAbrNM/SWf1giEBD0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/KRJbyv6Zw4U/S220/sneaky.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796493046638295011.post-8804628361344308539</id><published>2008-10-16T02:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T05:07:48.740-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='izm'/><title type='text'>omgzombies</title><content type='html'>So hey there, it's been a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just heard about this thing called the IZM, the Internet Zombie Movie... It's sort of a world wide project that also involves youtube. You can read the script &lt;a href="http://pc.celtx.com/project/WjNMg8vs3P0j/view/http://celtx.com/res/1kEqvojZWTHA"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and see the vlog parts needed &lt;a href="http://docs.google.com/View?docid=dfb5tdbm_54sjbmkxm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A8k6TFfUaOE"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is my video, haha. Almost fake-crying ftw, my friends. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later-days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796493046638295011-8804628361344308539?l=fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p8cpJHa5boU' title='omgzombies'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/feeds/8804628361344308539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796493046638295011&amp;postID=8804628361344308539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default/8804628361344308539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default/8804628361344308539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/2008/10/omgzombies.html' title='omgzombies'/><author><name>dani jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07651660678537913170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_volg3uAbrNM/SWf1giEBD0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/KRJbyv6Zw4U/S220/sneaky.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796493046638295011.post-5010605130446846881</id><published>2008-09-12T09:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T09:48:55.321-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abetterworld'/><title type='text'>a better world is out there</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0QVQSZA9zSk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0QVQSZA9zSk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is one of the most amazing things I've ever seen. I'll admit it- parts of it made me cry a little, and the whole thing made me smile. I want to be a part of something like this. Things like this are why the internet and by extension, sites like youtube are so amazing and changing the world. Yes, I know saying a video like that 'changes the world' might seem a little silly, but this about it- it does. In it's own way, it does. The bit that gets me- "Make Someone's Day"... if we all took time once in a while to do that, imagine the kind of change we could create. A little more peace and love in the world could make a big difference. I know that sounds like a crazy, hippie-ish, idealistic thing to say, but it could work. If we all really made an effort to put out more good things into the world, things would get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least that's what I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796493046638295011-5010605130446846881?l=fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/feeds/5010605130446846881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796493046638295011&amp;postID=5010605130446846881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default/5010605130446846881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default/5010605130446846881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/2008/09/better-world-is-out-there.html' title='a better world is out there'/><author><name>dani jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07651660678537913170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_volg3uAbrNM/SWf1giEBD0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/KRJbyv6Zw4U/S220/sneaky.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796493046638295011.post-8231387446909428599</id><published>2008-05-06T02:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T02:04:00.947-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this man is amazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="nps" src='http://nimbitmusic.com/nps/danvaillancourt' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' wmode='transparent' allowScriptAccess='always' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' width='450' height='260'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can, check this guy out. He's a friend of mine and he travels all over the US. With this little thing, you can listen to some live tracks played at the very place I always go see him at. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796493046638295011-8231387446909428599?l=fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/feeds/8231387446909428599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796493046638295011&amp;postID=8231387446909428599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default/8231387446909428599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default/8231387446909428599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-man-is-amazing.html' title='this man is amazing'/><author><name>dani jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07651660678537913170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_volg3uAbrNM/SWf1giEBD0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/KRJbyv6Zw4U/S220/sneaky.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796493046638295011.post-7066825244340334150</id><published>2008-03-28T04:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:34:33.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>your heart was busy within</title><content type='html'>There's this song called "The Shape I Found You In" by a country/folk band named Girlyman... The lyrics go as such:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You were spoken for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I spent twenty lifetimes at your door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But your heart was busy within &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Building bomb shelters under your skin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That's the shape I found you in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That's the shape I found you in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I was calling to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It was one thing I knew how to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But my heart tried to cheat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Building safety nets under my feet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So if I fell I would fall right in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That's the shape you found me in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You were delivered to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We were closed as the stores on Christmas Eve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So I felt around in the dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Building rope ladders into your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Climbing hand over hand to get in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That's the shape I found you in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That's the shape I found you in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There is something about this song that just really gets to me. Now I don't mean it makes me cry, but it does something to my heart. It gets stuck in my head for days and I don't want it to leave. I don't even like country! It usually makes me feel a bit ill, to be perfectly honest. There is just something about this group and this song though. It feels like being in love for real for the first time ever. I'm not talking about little kid crushes and high school romance. I'm talking about that first time it really hits you- "Wow, I could see myself with this person forever". It's a feeling that sort of floors you, and yet at the same time is very sobering. It's a feeling that forces you to grow up a little, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, these lyrics alone can't give you the full focus of this song, so I strongly recommend going out and finding it for yourself. Or if you talk to me really nice-like, I might be able to help you out. Either way, look into it. And next time you're bopping away to the radio or your favorite cd, try looking beyond what a song is saying to your ears. Listen to what it is saying to your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796493046638295011-7066825244340334150?l=fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/feeds/7066825244340334150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796493046638295011&amp;postID=7066825244340334150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default/7066825244340334150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default/7066825244340334150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/2008/03/your-heart-was-busy-within.html' title='your heart was busy within'/><author><name>dani jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07651660678537913170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_volg3uAbrNM/SWf1giEBD0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/KRJbyv6Zw4U/S220/sneaky.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796493046638295011.post-7121165854417680252</id><published>2007-10-19T04:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T05:00:27.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>facts of life.</title><content type='html'>Our ghosts haunt us.&lt;br /&gt;They walk in our shadows,&lt;br /&gt;never far behind. They&lt;br /&gt;come out in the night&lt;br /&gt;and then we remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are never truly alone&lt;br /&gt;in our own minds, and I&lt;br /&gt;am never truly whole&lt;br /&gt;without you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796493046638295011-7121165854417680252?l=fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/feeds/7121165854417680252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796493046638295011&amp;postID=7121165854417680252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default/7121165854417680252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796493046638295011/posts/default/7121165854417680252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fantasticbyaccident.blogspot.com/2007/10/facts-of-life.html' title='facts of life.'/><author><name>dani jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07651660678537913170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_volg3uAbrNM/SWf1giEBD0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/KRJbyv6Zw4U/S220/sneaky.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
