<?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-6216764</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:24:11.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cada dia, cada vez...</title><subtitle type='html'>Same old stuff, different day.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-113445191636137479</id><published>2005-12-13T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T00:31:56.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay so I am back at this blog stuff again lets see it has been a long time since I talked about what is going on with me. The first thing I think about when I think about what is going in with me is my daughters. Fabi is now 3 and Larissa will be 2 in Feb.  I finally did find a job working for a healthcare company that totally sucked. I can say it was probably the worst job I ever had. They let </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/113445191636137479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/113445191636137479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113445191636137479' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-108488333087620033</id><published>2004-05-18T07:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T08:28:50.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Deeper in debt and a sucky living room set       My hubby has a friend who sold us his living room set that is something he made himself. If you ask me how it looks...just like something he made himself. I don't know but a living room set to me is suppose to be cushiony and soft and comfortable and your feet touch the ground when you sit down you know basic stuff like that. This looks like a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108488333087620033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108488333087620033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108488333087620033' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-108399065112621729</id><published>2004-05-08T00:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T01:24:21.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is friday nite again and I am home with larissa. Hubby was nice enough to take fabi with him so I only have to deal with one baby.Things are better between us. A couple weeks ago things were on shaky ground but I think that we are both on the right track now. We had a talk about honesty and trust. At this point though I don't believe I am going to worry too much about the things that he does </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108399065112621729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108399065112621729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108399065112621729' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-108350252838778392</id><published>2004-05-02T08:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T10:12:53.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108350252838778392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108350252838778392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108350252838778392' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-108268826834596796</id><published>2004-04-22T22:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T22:48:36.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Je ne suis pas tres content maintenant. And that is all I have to say today.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108268826834596796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108268826834596796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108268826834596796' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-108265184392781237</id><published>2004-04-22T12:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T12:41:31.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The sun is shining, there's plenty of light. A new day is dawning, sunny and bright.....you go Luther. I just wanted to slip that in there...lol It is a nice day out today. I won't be able to enjoy it yet because I have some things to do around the house. I got a call from someone yesterday who saw my resume on monster.com. I called  him back but I will have to see what happens. I am extremely </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108265184392781237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108265184392781237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108265184392781237' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-108229419326495994</id><published>2004-04-18T09:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T09:20:35.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is my mom and stepdad's anniversary. I believe they have been married for 12 years. Congrats to them!! I don't know what I am going to do today. The house looks a mess of course so Javier and I are SUPPOSE to clean together today but we will see what happens with that. I feel somewhat better about the job search because it looks as if I may have a chance with a couple of positions I am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108229419326495994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108229419326495994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108229419326495994' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-108157544413157974</id><published>2004-04-10T01:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T01:41:14.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am sitting here looking at the computer and there is so much I want to get off my chest. Javi is in a wierd mood, not saying much and when he does he sounds like he is pissed at me or something. I am just not up  for a confrontation right now. I know one problem is it is friday nite and that is his nite to go out. He decided on his own not to and now I feel like shit because I know that he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108157544413157974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108157544413157974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108157544413157974' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-108082480017084118</id><published>2004-04-01T08:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T08:10:18.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today I PLAN to go to the hotel up the street and apply there. I say plan because nothing is certain when you have two kids under the age of two. I need a job like Whitney Houston needs a new hit. I am pretty sure I will get the job partially because it is just some crappy position that they will probably give to any one and since I am no one I will fit right in. I want so much for something good</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108082480017084118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108082480017084118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108082480017084118' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-108048590687340468</id><published>2004-03-28T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T10:01:59.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday after leaving my suegra's house I told Javier I wasn't ready to go home and I asked him if it was ok if we just drove around a while uptown. He said that was fine with him and I was so glad because I just had an uneasy feeling about coming home. For us home is not home anymore because thanks to yours truly is it a complete mess and we only have the internet and the two babies to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108048590687340468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108048590687340468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108048590687340468' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-108027313847479587</id><published>2004-03-25T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T22:55:47.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay so a lot has happened since I wrote in this thing. First of all I had my daughter on Feb. 21, 2004. Her name is Larissa and she is the cutest little thing. I went on a job interview today it is only part-time but I need the funds so bad. I am tired of my car payment being an issue every month. I just want to pay it and not have to think about it all the time. We also need cable REAL bad. It </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108027313847479587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/108027313847479587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108027313847479587' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-107612299042538376</id><published>2004-02-06T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T22:05:34.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH well I am back at this again...there is not much to tell...the new baby will be here in about a week and a half, supposedly. I am excited about seeing her after feeling her  every move for about 5months.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/107612299042538376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/107612299042538376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107612299042538376' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-107413782690071924</id><published>2004-01-14T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T22:38:58.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For some reason today I found myself thinking about the first time I met my husband Javier and all the stuff we have experienced together since then. I remember the first time I looked into his eyes, I thought he was so cute but arrogant. He barely looked at me and went to take his seat behind me. Later on we ended up having lunch in the breakroom at the same time and we hit it off great as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/107413782690071924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/107413782690071924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107413782690071924' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-107371757360688615</id><published>2004-01-10T01:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T01:53:13.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The baby just went to sleep about 15 min ago. I am sooo tired and just plain exhausted but I can't sleep. I am actually thinking about washing my hair at this hour. It is friday nite so javier isn't here. He is out with a group of friends at the wing cafe "living it up" no doubt.( can I say that?) Anyways, he was feeling bad about going out and leaving me here but I am use to being home alone. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/107371757360688615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/107371757360688615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107371757360688615' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-107357273906880484</id><published>2004-01-08T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T09:39:18.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today will probably prove to be uneventful as well. My biggest decision yet is whether or not I should eat a real breakfast or just munch on  a krispie kreme donut hubby got for me last night. Man it is hard I really want that donut. I want to go get my hair done but I know that I will most likely not do that because I am just too paranoid about dumping the baby at the last min with someone. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/107357273906880484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/107357273906880484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107357273906880484' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-107345347154480217</id><published>2004-01-07T00:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T00:31:30.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It has been forever since I updated my blog. I have been pretty busy and last time I wrote something I got in trouble with hubby so I will choose my words very carefully from now on. It is finally 2004 and I have so many resolutions that I want so much to start working on for this year. I hate how dull my life has become and so predictable. This year I want to get out more and have fun I am so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/107345347154480217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/107345347154480217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107345347154480217' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-107191341518005772</id><published>2003-12-20T04:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T04:43:49.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't believe I am writing in my blog at this time in the morning....the baby is sleeping and hubby is watching TV.......wow it is great to have some time to do nothing. I went to my mom's yesterday just for a sec that turned into about 35 min or so. My mom is the greatest person I love her so much but she can really talk when she gets started. That's ok though because I love talking with her. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/107191341518005772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/107191341518005772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107191341518005772' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-107186136698902126</id><published>2003-12-19T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T14:16:21.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>At this very moment I should have already made two stops one to my mom's and I should be at my grandparents house chatting with them. Unfortunately I have not mastered the art of leaving the house early with a one year old and a swollen  belly in my way. Simple things like taking a long hot shower is a luxury to me and is a grueling task with fabianna screaming at the top of her lungs behing the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/107186136698902126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/107186136698902126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107186136698902126' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-107177136288043471</id><published>2003-12-18T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T13:16:17.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is the day after my twenty-something birthday and yes I have reached the age where you don't say the exact number because I am really getting up there now. My life is my husband Javier and my daughter Fabianna. There is also our  daughter who is still waiting for her big debut in Feb. We may call her Larissa.  This is my second year in a row being pregnant...I have almost forgotten what </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/107177136288043471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/107177136288043471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107177136288043471' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216764.post-107163676840179340</id><published>2003-12-16T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T17:18:34.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>test</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/107163676840179340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216764/posts/default/107163676840179340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://licia762003.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107163676840179340' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799764568470953361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
