<?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-33399691</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:44:07.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the world according to elphie</title><subtitle type='html'>[mostly] real experiences and random thoughts from the darkest corners of my mind</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>elphie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257451475774261571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://x6e.xanga.com/795e635b1255214045142/b10071424.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33399691.post-116069858880558646</id><published>2006-10-12T20:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T19:39:29.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>yes // dad's_house</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;anxiety&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to walk faster&lt;br /&gt;as if the list will disappear &lt;br /&gt;if i don't move fast enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to walk slowly&lt;br /&gt;to keep the moment&lt;br /&gt;when both possibilites are in perfect balance&lt;br /&gt;when it could go either way&lt;br /&gt;like flipping a coin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my name=&lt;br /&gt;at the bottom* &lt;br /&gt;of the sopranos list&lt;br /&gt;at 2:23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;B&gt;I MADE IT!!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/~/~/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*at the bottom due to troublesome &lt;br /&gt;last name beginning with 'w'&lt;br /&gt;not due to lack of talent &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i hope)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;elphie.&lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33399691-116069858880558646?l=elphiesworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116069858880558646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33399691&amp;postID=116069858880558646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default/116069858880558646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default/116069858880558646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/yes-dadshouse.html' title='yes // dad&apos;s_house'/><author><name>elphie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257451475774261571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://x6e.xanga.com/795e635b1255214045142/b10071424.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33399691.post-116008894784915225</id><published>2006-10-05T18:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T19:38:53.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>select choir auditions // dad's_house</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe I did well.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Maybe I'll get in. It's probably all in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, they were better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not Snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;elphie.&lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33399691-116008894784915225?l=elphiesworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116008894784915225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33399691&amp;postID=116008894784915225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default/116008894784915225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default/116008894784915225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/select-choir-auditions-dadshouse_05.html' title='select choir auditions // dad&apos;s_house'/><author><name>elphie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257451475774261571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://x6e.xanga.com/795e635b1255214045142/b10071424.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33399691.post-116008874997325367</id><published>2006-10-05T18:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T19:38:03.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>select choir auditions // dad's_house</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's almost painful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost&lt;br /&gt;like, I want to listen&lt;br /&gt;but not only listen&lt;br /&gt;I want to join them&lt;br /&gt;to create that beautiful sound with them&lt;br /&gt;but no, that's not it&lt;br /&gt;because I want to be better&lt;br /&gt;better than them&lt;br /&gt;I want to know for certain that I can make that sound&lt;br /&gt;more beautifully than-&lt;br /&gt;or at least as beautifully as-&lt;br /&gt;they can&lt;br /&gt;to hear some people talk&lt;br /&gt;you'd think I'd be incredible&lt;br /&gt;but what if they're wrong?&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I pale in comparison to &lt;i&gt;them&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just my imagination&lt;br /&gt;I don't think he heard me at my best&lt;br /&gt;I think that I was okay&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;but not great&lt;br /&gt;not better&lt;br /&gt;they were great&lt;br /&gt;they were better&lt;br /&gt;than me&lt;br /&gt;it's weird&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't nervous&lt;br /&gt;exactly&lt;br /&gt;I don't really get&lt;br /&gt;nervous&lt;br /&gt;before I perform&lt;br /&gt;not really&lt;br /&gt;it's more&lt;br /&gt;that I couldn't&lt;br /&gt;let loose enough&lt;br /&gt;my voice sounded unfarmiliar&lt;br /&gt;to myself&lt;br /&gt;not&lt;br /&gt;clear enough&lt;br /&gt;strong enough&lt;br /&gt;beautiful enough&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could do it again&lt;br /&gt;why couldn't I have said&lt;br /&gt;something like&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, I have a cold&lt;br /&gt;my voice isn't exactly great today&lt;br /&gt;do you think I could try that note again?"&lt;br /&gt;I did have a cold&lt;br /&gt;do have a cold&lt;br /&gt;it wouldn't have been lying&lt;br /&gt;and I feel so depressed&lt;br /&gt;they're so much better&lt;br /&gt;voices so much more beautiful&lt;br /&gt;I want to cry&lt;br /&gt;but I can't&lt;br /&gt;it isn't overwhelming enough to cry&lt;br /&gt;but i feel like I need to do some thing&lt;br /&gt;anything&lt;br /&gt;sing&lt;br /&gt;but I don't have the right song&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;besides&lt;br /&gt;they would just sing it louder&lt;br /&gt;clearer&lt;br /&gt;more beautiful&lt;br /&gt;than I ever could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God that girl was pretty&lt;br /&gt;almost like the golden one&lt;br /&gt;but on a different extreme&lt;br /&gt;gold&lt;br /&gt;ebony&lt;br /&gt;clear, smooth skin&lt;br /&gt;like peach water&lt;br /&gt;freckles&lt;br /&gt;like cinnamon sprinkled across her face&lt;br /&gt;summer &lt;br /&gt;winter&lt;br /&gt;still&lt;br /&gt;something so similar&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;her voice&lt;br /&gt;was&lt;br /&gt;snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't I that beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't I snow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;elphie.&lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33399691-116008874997325367?l=elphiesworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116008874997325367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://x6e.xanga.com/795e635b1255214045142/b10071424.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33399691.post-116008754062435046</id><published>2006-10-05T18:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T18:32:20.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping // dad's_house</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Went to the mall and bought things at Abercrombie &amp; Fitch and Hollister.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I've been getting lots of compliments on my clothes. (2 for the Abercrombie sweatshirt and three for the Hollister sweater/shirt) It makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;elphie.&lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33399691-116008754062435046?l=elphiesworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116008754062435046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33399691&amp;postID=116008754062435046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default/116008754062435046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default/116008754062435046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/shopping-dadshouse_05.html' title='shopping // dad&apos;s_house'/><author><name>elphie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257451475774261571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://x6e.xanga.com/795e635b1255214045142/b10071424.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33399691.post-115904372576862551</id><published>2006-09-23T16:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T18:33:51.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>drawings coming // dad's_house</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finishing up some uber sweet manga drawings. I'll post them as soon as they are complete.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;elphie.&lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33399691-115904372576862551?l=elphiesworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115904372576862551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33399691&amp;postID=115904372576862551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default/115904372576862551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default/115904372576862551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/drawings-coming-dadshouse.html' title='drawings coming // dad&apos;s_house'/><author><name>elphie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257451475774261571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://x6e.xanga.com/795e635b1255214045142/b10071424.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33399691.post-115904351843145683</id><published>2006-09-23T16:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T18:34:09.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'>school again // dad's_house</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have a few friends, but none are interested in anything that I am interested in.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I told one of them that I listened to Broadway musical soundtrack. She laughed. Asked two of them if they were going to try out for the Spring Musical. They looked at me like I was crazy. "What? Pfft, no! Are you kidding?" The ones that are in chorus, hate chorus. They all hate foreign language. I love it, even though I barely know anything compared to the other people in my class. They all act just a tad more mature than I'm used to, but I'm sure that most of them don't take academics as seriously as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents say I'll meet fun people, creative people, when I try out for the school musical this spring; and that may be true. But I definitely do not want to wait that long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;elphie.&lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33399691-115904351843145683?l=elphiesworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115904351843145683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33399691&amp;postID=115904351843145683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default/115904351843145683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default/115904351843145683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/school-again-dadshouse.html' title='school again // dad&apos;s_house'/><author><name>elphie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257451475774261571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://x6e.xanga.com/795e635b1255214045142/b10071424.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33399691.post-115702484167389169</id><published>2006-08-31T07:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T07:47:21.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>school // mom's_house</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;First day of school was fine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I wouldn't go so far as to say great, but it wasn't half bad. French class was the best. I speak barely any french, but luckily neither did the girl sitting beside me (we were both from schools in a different city and didn't take a foreign language) and the teacher was just great, and promised to getus up to par. Besides, both of my parents speak french, so they can help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sick for a few days and I'm staying home from school today. I feel awful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aur revoir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;elphie.&lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33399691-115702484167389169?l=elphiesworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115702484167389169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33399691&amp;postID=115702484167389169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default/115702484167389169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default/115702484167389169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/school-momshouse.html' title='school // mom&apos;s_house'/><author><name>elphie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257451475774261571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://x6e.xanga.com/795e635b1255214045142/b10071424.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33399691.post-115676521267183979</id><published>2006-08-28T07:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T15:50:21.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bathroom // dad's_house</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I now have my very own fully functional bathroom.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; When we first moved here, the toilet leaked and the shower didn't work. But all that's fixed now, thanks to our live in handyman (my dad); and since my room is on the top floor, and the only other rooms up here are the guestroom and the bathroom, I get it all to myself. Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;elphie.&lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33399691-115676521267183979?l=elphiesworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115676521267183979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33399691&amp;postID=115676521267183979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default/115676521267183979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default/115676521267183979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/bathroom-dadshouse.html' title='bathroom // dad&apos;s_house'/><author><name>elphie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257451475774261571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://x6e.xanga.com/795e635b1255214045142/b10071424.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33399691.post-115670010178014357</id><published>2006-08-27T13:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T15:00:49.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>funny llama pictures // dad's_house</title><content type='html'>Funny Llama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://x9c.xanga.com/e2aa9a035603141125952/b12715267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://x9c.xanga.com/e2aa9a035603141125952/b12715267.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DramaLlama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.dorks.com/images/Dramallama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://media.dorks.com/images/Dramallama.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Satan Llama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scla.us/images/devil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.scla.us/images/devil.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAH It's Jasmine!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What have the llamas done to you Jasmine?!?! (Is that a two-headed llama in the background?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/5/5160567_0e3dad7b41_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/5/5160567_0e3dad7b41_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;elphie.&lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33399691-115670010178014357?l=elphiesworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115670010178014357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33399691&amp;postID=115670010178014357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default/115670010178014357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default/115670010178014357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/funny-llama-pictures-dadsh_115670010178014357.html' title='funny llama pictures // dad&apos;s_house'/><author><name>elphie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257451475774261571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://x6e.xanga.com/795e635b1255214045142/b10071424.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33399691.post-115663105598211650</id><published>2006-08-26T18:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T20:37:30.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>an almost jekyll and hyde-like situation // dad's_house</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's almost like I've got two step-moms.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; One of them is nice, funny, cheerful; so much so sometimes that it's infectious, no matter how bad a mood you're in. The other one snaps at me and my sister as though she's having to repeat herself for the millionth time, or as if we are small children or have been inexcusably rude to her; often when we haven't done anything but been perfectly polite. There's a thin line between the two. So thin, in fact, that you can hardly tell when you're stepping over it  until the landscape changes dramatically. And you have to tread carefully when you've crossed into the danger zone, or when you're balancing on the line, trying not to fall off on the wrong side. -conclude thoughts-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;elphie.&lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33399691-115663105598211650?l=elphiesworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115663105598211650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33399691&amp;postID=115663105598211650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default/115663105598211650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33399691/posts/default/115663105598211650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elphiesworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/almost-jekyll-and-hyde-like-situation.html' title='an almost jekyll and hyde-like situation // dad&apos;s_house'/><author><name>elphie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13257451475774261571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://x6e.xanga.com/795e635b1255214045142/b10071424.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
