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	<title>It's Just a Wiggly Way of Looking At It</title>
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		<title>Sirens</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s sometime after midnight. I hear the siren coming. It&#8217;s on the main road and I think to myself, &#8220;please don&#8217;t turn onto my street&#8221;.  &#8220;Please don&#8217;t turn onto my street&#8221;.  I hold my breath. Damn it, it turned, it&#8217;s passing my building now.  I jump out of bed, throw my sweats on and go [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wigglylisa.wordpress.com&blog=1378778&post=36&subd=wigglylisa&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://wigglylisa.wordpress.com/2008/11/15/sirens/</link>
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		<title>Yes on Prop 8&#8230; Are you serious?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I must live in an alternate universe or something.  Well, the Bay Area is different than most places, but come on&#8230;. Proposition 8 passed? Holy hell&#8230; in my own little world I didn&#8217;t think Prop 8 would even be a close race, much less that it would actually pass.
And the reasons I&#8217;ve heard for people [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wigglylisa.wordpress.com&blog=1378778&post=34&subd=wigglylisa&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://wigglylisa.wordpress.com/2008/11/08/yes-on-prop-8-are-you-serious/</link>
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		<title>To My Twitter Friends</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Where to begin? As many of you know, last month I went quiet on Twitter.  I needed some time to figure out what I wanted to do with my relationship and needed the break.  And this week I decided I needed to say goodbye to Twitter and deleted my account.  But I didn’t want to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wigglylisa.wordpress.com&blog=1378778&post=32&subd=wigglylisa&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://wigglylisa.wordpress.com/2008/10/03/to-my-twitter-friends/</link>
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		<title>Choices</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Most of the time I do my &#8220;writing&#8221; late at night in bed.  The thing is, I don&#8217;t usually write it down.    It&#8217;s mostly just in my head.  By the time I wake up, it&#8217;s just an impression and the actual words are gone.  I do some of my best writing that way. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wigglylisa.wordpress.com&blog=1378778&post=28&subd=wigglylisa&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://wigglylisa.wordpress.com/2008/08/22/choices/</link>
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		<title>Slap Slap</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Is no one gonna tell me to stop feeling sorry for myself and get on with it? Ughhhhh! Read my last post and rolled my eyes at myself! Needless to say, I was having a &#8220;poor me&#8221; moment.
Truth be told&#8230; I have the best friends any woman could ever ask for.  Yeah, my family is [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wigglylisa.wordpress.com&blog=1378778&post=27&subd=wigglylisa&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://wigglylisa.wordpress.com/2008/06/16/slap-slap/</link>
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		<title>What Do You Want For Your Birthday?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My birthday is a week away and everyone keeps asking me, &#8220;What do you want for your birthday?&#8221;.  The thing is&#8230; I don&#8217;t really want any &#8220;thing&#8221; for my birthday.  How do you tell people all you want is to feel special, to feel like number one without having to ask for it? [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wigglylisa.wordpress.com&blog=1378778&post=25&subd=wigglylisa&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://wigglylisa.wordpress.com/2008/06/15/what-do-you-want-for-your-birthday/</link>
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		<title>Goodbyes</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve never been good at saying good bye.  Even when I was a kid&#8230; I remember going to visit my cousins and when it was time to go home, I would bawl my eyes out when it was time to say goodbye. And now, even a phone call or an IM session&#8230; I hate [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wigglylisa.wordpress.com&blog=1378778&post=24&subd=wigglylisa&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://wigglylisa.wordpress.com/2008/05/01/goodbyes/</link>
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		<title>First Sunday Blog Post &#8211; Twitter Backgrounds</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Awhile ago my Baby Twin said I should commit to writing in my blog at least once a week.  I agreed with her and decided to write at least once a week on Sundays.  That was a couple of months ago.  So today I decided to finally start my at least once [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wigglylisa.wordpress.com&blog=1378778&post=12&subd=wigglylisa&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://wigglylisa.wordpress.com/2008/04/21/first-sunday-blog-post-twitter-backgrounds/</link>
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		<title>She Knows</title>
		<description><![CDATA[She Thought
She thought he was the one
After all this time… the one she thought she’d never find
She thought he understood her
Understood her heart
She thought he was the one to love her
Despite how difficult she knew she could be
She thought that he wanted her for who she was
With all of her emotional bagage
She thought he would [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wigglylisa.wordpress.com&blog=1378778&post=11&subd=wigglylisa&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://wigglylisa.wordpress.com/2008/04/16/she-knows/</link>
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		<title>#1006</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Today is a day I almost made a huge mistake.  But all is right in my world and things have turned out the way they are suppose to.  I don&#8217;t think I would have liked myself very much had things happened the way they were planned.
But then why do I feel such a [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=wigglylisa.wordpress.com&blog=1378778&post=9&subd=wigglylisa&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://wigglylisa.wordpress.com/2007/10/06/1006/</link>
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