<?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-10726181</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:36:23.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today is the day baby</title><subtitle type='html'>My personal experiences on friends, dating, internet webcams, sex and sexual life....also travels, wines...all about me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nicola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08939496838518755255</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10726181.post-113387526061253088</id><published>2005-12-06T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T05:23:04.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's good to have you as my best friend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mathcats.org/explore/exploreimages/cattails01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.mathcats.org/explore/exploreimages/cattails01.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333300;"&gt;Trisha you have been an amaizing friend all those years and I'm glad to wish you a happy aniversary and tell you how much proud I am of you! You gonna be huge girl!!!! Good luck with your career. Peace up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10726181-113387526061253088?l=todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/113387526061253088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/113387526061253088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-good-to-have-you-as-my-best-friend.html' title='It&apos;s good to have you as my best friend!'/><author><name>Nicola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08939496838518755255</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-10726181.post-112543437640930184</id><published>2005-08-30T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T13:40:12.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confidence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's what it's all about, you have self confidence, you have it all! I found that out after becoming friends with Sheri and started dating other women. It turns out, if you belive you can get that girl, you probably gonna get her... Of course, girls are unpredictable and you will not be sucessful everytime, but it's certainly worth the shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I'm glad to say that I've been just fine in getting dates and meeting all kinds of women, it's great! Altough eventually you get tired of not having a real relationship, it's very enjoyable and you learn a lot of things! Please don't think I'm a bas**** and that I'm trying to fool all this girls, I just go after the ones that are not looking for a seroius relationship like me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10726181-112543437640930184?l=todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/112543437640930184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/112543437640930184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com/2005/08/confidence.html' title='Confidence'/><author><name>Nicola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08939496838518755255</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-10726181.post-112265952623790066</id><published>2005-07-09T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T10:52:06.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time goes by so fast...</title><content type='html'>I haven't realize for how long I didn't updated this blog. Well, I've been busy with work and everything and when I have time, I go out with my friends, play basketbell or just stay home relaxing. I had a few dates too, but nothing special. Not that I'm saying the girls weren't good enough for me or anything, we just didn't connect, you know? Well, I'll keep you informed of other stuff that happens...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10726181-112265952623790066?l=todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/112265952623790066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/112265952623790066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com/2005/07/time-goes-by-so-fast.html' title='Time goes by so fast...'/><author><name>Nicola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08939496838518755255</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-10726181.post-112265896185968698</id><published>2005-06-27T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T10:42:41.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things You'll Never Hear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 things you'll never hear a man say:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8) Here honey, you use the remote.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7) You know, I'd like to see her again, but her breasts are just too big.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6) Ooh, Antonio Banderas AND Brad Pitt? That's one movie I gotta see! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5) While I'm up, can I get you anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4) Sex isn't that important, sometimes I just want to be held. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3) Aww, forget Monday night football, let's watch Melrose Place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2) Hey, let me hold your purse while you try that on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1) We never talk anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 things you'll never hear a woman say :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8) What do you mean today's our anniversary? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7) Can we not talk to each other tonight? I'd rather just watch TV. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6) Ohh, this diamond is way to big! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5) Can our relationship get a little more physical? I'm tired of being 'just friends' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4) Honey, does this outfit make my butt look too small? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3) Aww, don't stop for directions, I'm sure you'll be able to figure out how to get there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2) I don't care if it's on sale, 300 dollars is way to much for a designer dress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1) Hey, pull my finger! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10726181-112265896185968698?l=todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/112265896185968698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/112265896185968698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com/2005/06/things-youll-never-hear.html' title='Things You&apos;ll Never Hear'/><author><name>Nicola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08939496838518755255</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-10726181.post-111601628866018458</id><published>2005-04-25T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T13:31:28.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok</title><content type='html'>Well, there's not so much to say: I'm pretty much ok! Moving on, going out with my friends and still looking for girls - cause what I like the most in life is: Women!! I bet there's some specials girls for me to meet around this city...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10726181-111601628866018458?l=todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/111601628866018458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/111601628866018458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com/2005/04/ok.html' title='Ok'/><author><name>Nicola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08939496838518755255</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-10726181.post-111601603607508140</id><published>2005-04-20T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T13:27:16.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song for me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The The&lt;br /&gt;Well... you didn't wake up this morningBecause you didn't go to bedYou were watching the whites of your eyesTurn redThe calendar, on your wall, is ticking the days offThe calendar on your wall is tickingthe days offYou've been reading some old lettersYou smile and think how much you've changedAll the money in the worldCouldn't bring back those days.You pull back the curtains, and the sun burns into your eyes,You watch a plane flying across a clear blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE DAY -- Your life will surely change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; THIS IS THE DAY -- Your life will surely change.&lt;br /&gt;You could've done anything -- if you'd wantedAnd all your friends and family think that you're lucky.But the side of you they'll never seeIs when you're left alone with the memoriesThat hold your life together likeGlue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Taken from one of my favorite movies: Empire Records!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10726181-111601603607508140?l=todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/111601603607508140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/111601603607508140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com/2005/04/song-for-me.html' title='Song for me...'/><author><name>Nicola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08939496838518755255</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-10726181.post-111601528732812807</id><published>2005-04-18T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T13:14:47.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends?!</title><content type='html'>Sheri and I had a really bad fight a few days ago, both of us said things we didn't meant. Well, I bought her flowers and went to her house to apologize. As we were talking, we realized this really wasn't going to work and decided to be friends again! I guess it's for the best, before we really get hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10726181-111601528732812807?l=todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/111601528732812807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/111601528732812807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com/2005/04/friends.html' title='Friends?!'/><author><name>Nicola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08939496838518755255</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-10726181.post-111601493381070026</id><published>2005-04-15T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T13:08:53.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so easy</title><content type='html'>Sometimes is just not easy to maintain a relationship... I have been having problems with Sheri, because both of us are kindda jealous but none of us like to be telling everything to the other. She's really nice and everything, but if we starting fighting and everything, this is not gonna be worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10726181-111601493381070026?l=todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/111601493381070026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/111601493381070026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com/2005/04/not-so-easy.html' title='Not so easy'/><author><name>Nicola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08939496838518755255</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-10726181.post-111601436901987257</id><published>2005-04-10T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T12:59:29.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dating...</title><content type='html'>Sheri and I are getting along just fine. At first it was kindda strange because we know each other for so long, but now it's all good. I like spending time with her and everything, let's see if this is gonna work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10726181-111601436901987257?l=todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/111601436901987257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/111601436901987257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com/2005/04/dating.html' title='Dating...'/><author><name>Nicola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08939496838518755255</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-10726181.post-111168816147831879</id><published>2005-03-24T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T10:16:01.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got a date!</title><content type='html'>Well, I decided to talk to Sheri. This time, I didn't told her I was in love with her - I wanted her to take me seriously. I never thought she would go out with me, I'm glad I had the courage to ask... Later on I'll tell you how was it, ok? Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10726181-111168816147831879?l=todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/111168816147831879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/111168816147831879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com/2005/03/ive-got-date.html' title='I&apos;ve got a date!'/><author><name>Nicola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08939496838518755255</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-10726181.post-111047135696545360</id><published>2005-03-10T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T08:15:56.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheri</title><content type='html'>There's this girl in my building named Sheri, she's really beautiful and funny, we get along just fine... The thing is, she never takes me seriously: I say I'm in love with her and she laughs! :P Of course I'm not being so serious either...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10726181-111047135696545360?l=todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/111047135696545360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/111047135696545360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com/2005/03/sheri_111047135696545360.html' title='Sheri'/><author><name>Nicola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08939496838518755255</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-10726181.post-110796700347819571</id><published>2005-02-09T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T15:16:38.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Girls Show up to my life!</title><content type='html'>Clic on the address &lt;a href="http://fruhead.com/aspects/lyrics/#2"&gt;http://fruhead.com/aspects/lyrics/#2&lt;/a&gt; and check many ore love songs to inspire your life while your perfect lady is not there yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10726181-110796700347819571?l=todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/110796700347819571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/110796700347819571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com/2005/02/girls-girls-show-up-to-my-life.html' title='Girls Girls Show up to my life!'/><author><name>Nicola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08939496838518755255</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-10726181.post-110796651274373641</id><published>2005-01-12T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T15:19:44.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls make me alive</title><content type='html'>What is it that we need girls to feel alive? &lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There goes a song to those who agree that girls are special to our lives:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I Love Your Way ~ Peter Frampton &lt;a href="http://www.links2love.com/music/babyiloveyourway.mid"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadows grow so long before my eyes And they're moving across the page Suddenly the day turns into night Far away from the city but don't hesitate 'Cause your love won't wait hey Ooh baby I love your way every day Wanna tell you I love your way every day Wanna be with you night and day Moon appears to shine and light the sky With the help of some fireflies I wonder how they have the power shine shine shine I can see them under the pines But don't hesitate 'cause your love won't wait hey Ooh baby I love your way every day Wanna tell you I love your way every day Wanna be with you night and day uh yeah But don't hesitate 'cause your love won't wait I can see the sunset in your eyes Brown and grey and blue besides Clouds are stalking islands in the sun Wish I could dry one out of season But don't hesitate 'cause your love won't wait hey Ooh baby I love your way every day Wanna tell you I love your way uuhh Wanna be with you night and day Ooh baby I love your way every day Wanna tell you I love your way uuhh Wanna be with you night and day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.links2love.com/love_lyrics.htm"&gt;More Love Lyrics &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10726181-110796651274373641?l=todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/110796651274373641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/110796651274373641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com/2005/01/girls-make-me-alive.html' title='Girls make me alive'/><author><name>Nicola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08939496838518755255</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-10726181.post-110796643819372183</id><published>2004-12-03T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T07:30:29.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first appearence here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;I am here for the first time now and, well, welcome to my blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;Kisses for all girls! &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#cc0000;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10726181-110796643819372183?l=todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/110796643819372183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10726181/posts/default/110796643819372183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisthedaybaby.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-first-appearence-here.html' title='My first appearence here'/><author><name>Nicola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08939496838518755255</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>
