<?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-855863546309109007</id><updated>2012-01-21T22:19:29.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Null Hypothesis</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mosaicone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855863546309109007/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosaicone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Corri S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHoqJUx8ar4/SMQwKwdXgqI/AAAAAAAAD8g/f758VfF2Uqs/S220/collage2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855863546309109007.post-7041238470424168718</id><published>2009-02-17T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T06:37:07.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 300+</title><summary type='text'>...and I'm finally waving the white flag &amp; wiping the slate clean.Done blogging.FOREVERwow. i haven't written in this place in almost a year. it's amazing for me to look back at the post (although they're few and far in b/w) and see where i am today.what's amazing to me is in my last post dated 03/2008, I'm missing Fe.It's 02/2008 and yep! you guessed it. I still miss Fe. Amazing in'it?*singing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mosaicone.blogspot.com/feeds/7041238470424168718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855863546309109007&amp;postID=7041238470424168718' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855863546309109007/posts/default/7041238470424168718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855863546309109007/posts/default/7041238470424168718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosaicone.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-300.html' title='Day 300+'/><author><name>Corri S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHoqJUx8ar4/SMQwKwdXgqI/AAAAAAAAD8g/f758VfF2Uqs/S220/collage2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855863546309109007.post-6450148031978489372</id><published>2008-04-02T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T06:27:13.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3....Post Exodus</title><summary type='text'>**Update from since this was posted earlier: Spoke to dipshit. :) going to sleep now. I'm still tired! but, i need to get out of the house tomorrow. retreating for the rest of the summer is lame, i know. but i really don't want to go out! Found myself tearing up yesterday. Couldn’t quite figure out why. Was it the song? Memories of him surrounding me everywhere? Was I missing him too much? 'Cause</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855863546309109007/posts/default/6450148031978489372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855863546309109007/posts/default/6450148031978489372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosaicone.blogspot.com/2008/04/prayed-id-never-have-to-go-through.html' title='Day 3....Post Exodus'/><author><name>Corri S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHoqJUx8ar4/SMQwKwdXgqI/AAAAAAAAD8g/f758VfF2Uqs/S220/collage2.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855863546309109007.post-550474024466421060</id><published>2008-03-24T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T06:19:58.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY man is on the roll *said in my best hood girl accent.* I knew he could be a good BF.  I'm chessing.I also saw a different side of him today. He wasn't joking. A more somber side (though he was rightly so.) **whispering a prayer*Went bike-riding today. Was quite an adventure (well at least for F). Twas cool. I'm happy that it was one of the things on our 'to-do-list' that we had in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mosaicone.blogspot.com/feeds/550474024466421060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855863546309109007&amp;postID=550474024466421060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855863546309109007/posts/default/550474024466421060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855863546309109007/posts/default/550474024466421060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosaicone.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Corri S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHoqJUx8ar4/SMQwKwdXgqI/AAAAAAAAD8g/f758VfF2Uqs/S220/collage2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855863546309109007.post-2052329645093251071</id><published>2008-03-23T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T06:00:16.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fab weekend.</title><summary type='text'>Pulled off w/out a hitch. Felt like old times. I had the "butterfly"/blissful feeling from the beginning."Seems like it had been minute since we'd spent a FULL, drama-free [read: no phone calls/arguments abt his friend] fun-filled day together. [smh @ fun-filled. Who says that? I've got to work on my coolness factor. Street cred is slipping.]I saw the person that I knew he was. that he IS. That </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mosaicone.blogspot.com/feeds/2052329645093251071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855863546309109007&amp;postID=2052329645093251071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855863546309109007/posts/default/2052329645093251071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855863546309109007/posts/default/2052329645093251071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosaicone.blogspot.com/2008/03/fabulous-weekend.html' title='Fab weekend.'/><author><name>Corri S.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SHoqJUx8ar4/SMQwKwdXgqI/AAAAAAAAD8g/f758VfF2Uqs/S220/collage2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
