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  <title>Fear and Loathing in La</title>
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  <updated>2005-01-19T06:15:04Z</updated>
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    <title>I came to bring the pain</title>
    <published>2005-01-19T06:15:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-19T06:15:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And before I get,everyone pick up the Turbonegro Cd. While it did appear on Viva La Bam,its an impressive album,and the band is just fucking Cool....A fatter Rob Zombie singing a song called "I Got Erection" in Norwegian is simply brilliant,and a bit of a kick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,while I have much more to discuss,and I can't sleep,matters like this are too sensitive for the young readers,and I'll put em up tommorow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: Turbonegro,Emperor,and Pink Floyd.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:johndepp187:3098</id>
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    <title>And a thousand thousand Creepy-Crawly things lived on:and so did I</title>
    <published>2005-01-19T05:59:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-19T05:59:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well,for too long have the idiots run rampant with emo bullshit posts,and it is this revulsion that brings me back.Not out of hatred,but honor,nay,duty to send a message to them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noone cares....So what if you work at McDonalds,your girlfriend is a whore,your mother won't pay your car note,and you have a tiny penis....Grow a fucking pair,and get over it...Or off yourself.Either way,I win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to another rant,SLU is back in.Which means that the dramas that only ensues during a school semester are about to begin anew.The one night stands,the horrid exams,and the burning feeling when we pee will truly be the things that capture this semester for most of the students.There you have it,my own Hunter S Thompson prediction for what the entirety of this semester will be remembered for by the vast majority of students.And for those about to embark on that path(ie. rock)we salute you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,such is not my lot this year.While the random one night stands are always there,I'm actually forgoing my usual drunken debauchery to experiment with a new concept.That of sobriety-and trying to settle down for a change. Now that the bullshit is out of the way,I'd like to formally anounce that the number of the beast is not 666,as had been previously suggested,but is actually a strange variation of Pi,Pi to the Pi power.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:johndepp187:2900</id>
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    <title>If you see the Buddha on the side of the road...Kick the buddha in the goonies and steal the robe.</title>
    <published>2004-06-21T19:48:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-21T19:48:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Buddhist chants</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So......&lt;br /&gt;Back from a week in Texas,where I got my head straight,drank too much,and got on Tech TV..Isn't life funny...In any event,I've decided my goal in life : To attain enlightenment thru smoking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it..Everything is better while your smoking..In fact,some things should come with complimentary cigarrettes..Like drinking...I think any time you get a drink,you should have a midget bear in a clown suit come by with a tray of smokes,and give you 2.Playing tennis is also a fine example of this...Really,what is more condusive to smoking than running around a court like a fucking tard chasing a tiny goddamn ball with a fucked up netted-stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would Sidhar say about all this ? Fuck him,he's gone to enlightenment.And thats just what I intend to do,by smoking,and giving bitter and sardonic advice to the lost sheep of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,fuck off,read a book,and masturbate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huggles,&lt;br /&gt;J.</content>
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    <title>Omg.Somuchstupidity.Yes</title>
    <published>2004-04-05T19:00:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-05T19:00:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wow,so this weekend was an...intresting experience.After hearing that one of my boys is trying,or at least was trying,to fuck a girl I currently am,its just been super.I'm actually waiting for him now,and debating on whether to kick his semi-crippled ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,life has been just confusing as usual,so I'll make it short and end with :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lust of avarice has so totally seized upon mankind that their wealth seems rather to possess them than they possess their wealth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the worldly passions, lust is the most intense. All other worldly passions seem to follow in its train. &lt;br /&gt;Author: Buddha Gautama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thousand mysteries around us would not trouble but interest us, if only we had cheerful, healthy hearts. -Nietzche. &lt;br /&gt;Nothing in the affairs of men is worthy of great anxiety. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.</content>
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    <title>johndepp187 @ 2004-04-01T02:06:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-01T10:13:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-01T10:13:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Cure</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Lend me thy soul,&lt;br /&gt;I shall take care&lt;br /&gt;Are you afraid I will lead thee to Hell ?&lt;br /&gt;I am not thine keeper,&lt;br /&gt;Nor a friend&lt;br /&gt;Just another dead man,&lt;br /&gt;Laying like a corpse in a field&lt;br /&gt;Of my own self-loathing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the anointed off the cross,&lt;br /&gt;A new messiah is come&lt;br /&gt;No G-D sent messenger&lt;br /&gt;Bringing words of redemption&lt;br /&gt;Nay, I merely a manifestation&lt;br /&gt;Of what a created image&lt;br /&gt;Would hate to create&lt;br /&gt;Again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back,but I'm no-where near back to normal...Ask about it carefully...</content>
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    <title>johndepp187 @ 2004-03-30T09:22:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-30T17:26:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-30T17:26:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Heard it from another room &lt;br /&gt;Eyes were waking up just to fall asleep &lt;br /&gt;Love's like suicide &lt;br /&gt;Dazed out in a garden bed &lt;br /&gt;With a broken neck lays my broken gift &lt;br /&gt;Just like suicide &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my last ditch &lt;br /&gt;Was my last brick &lt;br /&gt;Lent to finish her &lt;br /&gt;Finish her &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bit down on the bullet now &lt;br /&gt;I had a taste so sour &lt;br /&gt;I had to think of something sweet &lt;br /&gt;Love's like suicide &lt;br /&gt;Safe outside my gilded cage &lt;br /&gt;With an ounce of pain &lt;br /&gt;I wield a ton of rage &lt;br /&gt;Just like suicide &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With eyes of blood &lt;br /&gt;And bitter blue &lt;br /&gt;How I feel for you &lt;br /&gt;I feel for you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lived like a murder &lt;br /&gt;How she'd fly so sweetly &lt;br /&gt;She lived like a murder &lt;br /&gt;But she died &lt;br /&gt;Just like suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:johndepp187:1699</id>
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    <title>Idleness is the begining of Psychology...Could psychology be. A vice ?</title>
    <published>2004-03-26T21:46:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-26T21:46:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yeah,all fucking psychologists are worthless !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To point: In my Psych class today,we had student diagnosis...That was all well and good,but the fact that I was completely mis-diagnosed by everyone,including the teacher makes me giggle,chortle,and ask a question :Why the fuck am I a Psych major ?&lt;br /&gt;I can't fake caring enough about other people,and especially their problems. For the love of fucking G-D,I want half my class to go out in a flaming ball of spicy death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other notes,I'm going to steal an idea from T. and use this to point out some of the lovely things I've been told lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your ass scares me...Asses are not supposed to be made of concrete"&lt;br /&gt;"You know,you resemble a twisted kid of Lucifer and Richard Pryor : Evil,but funny in it."&lt;br /&gt;"We are so gonna crucify you for Halloween"&lt;br /&gt;"You know,I love you,but you have got to be the last person I would ever see the Passion with...really,i just don't want to get killed in a theater"&lt;br /&gt;"The problem with tekken without the tv... someone's gonna show up in a diaper..and that someone would be you,J."&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love the people I associate with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,I'm sitting with T in the CS lab now,and being scared by a Gang of High School kids downstairs with some weird meeting thing or somesuch...G-D,why can we not just eat the old,and retarded ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember kids,the courage is in the liver.</content>
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    <title>O,momma,can this really be the end ?</title>
    <published>2004-03-19T23:44:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-19T23:44:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh, the ragman draws circles&lt;br /&gt;Up and down the block.&lt;br /&gt;I'd ask him what the matter was&lt;br /&gt;But I know that he don't talk.&lt;br /&gt;And the ladies treat me kindly&lt;br /&gt;And furnish me with tape,&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't escape.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,&lt;br /&gt;To be stuck inside of Mobile&lt;br /&gt;With the Memphis blues again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Shakespeare, he's in the alley&lt;br /&gt;With his pointed shoes and his bells,&lt;br /&gt;Speaking to some French girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who says she knows me well.&lt;br /&gt;And I would send a message&lt;br /&gt;To find out if she's talked,&lt;br /&gt;But the post office has been stolen&lt;br /&gt;And the mailbox is locked.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,&lt;br /&gt;To be stuck inside of Mobile&lt;br /&gt;With the Memphis blues again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mona tried to tell me&lt;br /&gt;To stay away from the train line.&lt;br /&gt;She said that all the railroad men&lt;br /&gt;Just drink up your blood like wine.&lt;br /&gt;An' I said, Oh, I didn't know that,&lt;br /&gt;But then again, there's only one I've met&lt;br /&gt;An' he just smoked my eyelids&lt;br /&gt;An' punched my cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,&lt;br /&gt;To be stuck inside of Mobile&lt;br /&gt;With the Memphis blues again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa died last week&lt;br /&gt;And now he's buried in the rocks,&lt;br /&gt;But everybody still talks about&lt;br /&gt;How badly they were shocked.&lt;br /&gt;But me, I expected it to happen,&lt;br /&gt;I knew he'd lost control&lt;br /&gt;When he built a fire on Main Street&lt;br /&gt;And shot it full of holes.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,&lt;br /&gt;To be stuck inside of Mobile&lt;br /&gt;With the Memphis blues again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the senator came down here&lt;br /&gt;Showing ev'ryone his gun,&lt;br /&gt;Handing out free tickets&lt;br /&gt;To the wedding of his son.&lt;br /&gt;An' me, I nearly got busted&lt;br /&gt;An' wouldn't it be my luck&lt;br /&gt;To get caught without a ticket&lt;br /&gt;And be discovered beneath a truck.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,&lt;br /&gt;To be stuck inside of Mobile&lt;br /&gt;With the Memphis blues again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the preacher looked so baffled&lt;br /&gt;When I asked him why he dressed&lt;br /&gt;With twenty pounds of headlines&lt;br /&gt;Stapled to his chest.&lt;br /&gt;But he cursed me when I proved it to him,&lt;br /&gt;Then I whispered, Not even you can hide.&lt;br /&gt;You see, you're just like me,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,&lt;br /&gt;To be stuck inside of Mobile&lt;br /&gt;With the Memphis blues again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the rainman gave me two cures,&lt;br /&gt;Then he said, Jump right in.&lt;br /&gt;The one was Texas medicine,&lt;br /&gt;The other was just railroad gin.&lt;br /&gt;An' like a fool I mixed them&lt;br /&gt;An' it strangled up my mind,&lt;br /&gt;An' now people just get uglier&lt;br /&gt;An' I have no sense of time.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,&lt;br /&gt;To be stuck inside of Mobile&lt;br /&gt;With the Memphis blues again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ruthie says come see her&lt;br /&gt;In her honky-tonk lagoon,&lt;br /&gt;Where I can watch her waltz for free&lt;br /&gt;Neath her Panamanian moon.&lt;br /&gt;An' I say, Aw come on now,&lt;br /&gt;You must know about my debutante.&lt;br /&gt;An' she says, Your debutante just knows what you need&lt;br /&gt;But I know what you want.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,&lt;br /&gt;To be stuck inside of Mobile&lt;br /&gt;With the Memphis blues again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the bricks lay on Grand Street&lt;br /&gt;Where the neon madmen climb.&lt;br /&gt;They all fall there so perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;It all seems so well timed.&lt;br /&gt;An' here I sit so patiently&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to find out what price&lt;br /&gt;You have to pay to get out of&lt;br /&gt;Going through all these things twice.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,&lt;br /&gt;To be stuck inside of Mobile&lt;br /&gt;With the Memphis blues again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The devil must fucking love Dylan...the mans a fricking genious...Anyway,I'm in quite a connundrum :Lets say your sleeping with a girl,who's in a relationship with a guy..Now the guy finds one of your condoms in the girls bag (Don't ask,I won't fucking tell you),and flips out..What do you do ? Do I go with the fact I broke a relationship up and date her,or do I call her a skank ho knowing that if she'd cheat on him she'd prolly cheat on me ? Life is just full of funny questions it seems....</content>
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    <title>God is dead,and we have killed him with our science</title>
    <published>2004-03-19T14:55:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-19T14:55:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok,so an in-bred redneck sent me a comment on my first post..I'm so happy ! Check it out,and for those of you scoring at home,it might be intresting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to fucked up things...I get to be naked on stage at Loyola tommorow as part of the toga lecture..600 people are gonna see the word "pimp" and about 11 other tats..if its not historically accurate,fuck em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come,got class and a paper to write</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:johndepp187:955</id>
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    <title>johndepp187 @ 2004-03-14T10:04:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-14T18:12:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-14T18:12:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So,once again,I find myself bored with time to kill,and what better way to do it than get in a little writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,as anyone who knows me can attest,I'm not exactly the most rational person,so heres a question:&lt;br /&gt;If you're attracted to a girl with a boyfriend,and its mutual,what do you do ? Do you fuck her (again)? Do you try to ignore it ? Do you say fuck this noise,turn her over stick it in her ass,and giggle ? Thats my dilemme right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally,for humor value,I'm thinking to incorporate bits from all of them,and see what happens...After all,if she'll cheat on her boyfriend with me,she'll probably cheat on me. But,theres the issue of maybe I'm just that sexy...Right,that must be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to an easier set of topics:&lt;br /&gt;George Clinton and David Bowie in concert soon...&lt;br /&gt;Omg.Sol33t.yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say,I'm a fan of really bad and strange 80's music.Its a fuck of a lot better than the Emo shit thats getting to be pop now,and the bad synth will never be worse.</content>
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    <title>johndepp187 @ 2004-03-13T10:04:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-13T18:08:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-13T18:08:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I just got a call from an ex-girlfriend..Why the fuck do I always get stuck wtih the crazy women ? Anyway,I hear a lot of things about how I'm the person she loves etc...I then reply if that was the case why did she fuck 2 friends of mine right after we broke up...It seems the devil does not look after his own..</content>
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    <title>So....</title>
    <published>2004-03-13T17:29:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-13T17:31:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Here we are,after much discussion...the time has come for me to finally put my livejournal up..To re-cap the events of the last few days I've :&lt;br /&gt;Had the word Pimp tattood on my ass in Vietnamese&lt;br /&gt;Been caught running around sans pants on the SLU Campus&lt;br /&gt;Realized that good tequila is not the devil,but bad gin is&lt;br /&gt;And most shockingly,haven't made fun of anyone in 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,for anyone that knows me,this is quite a shock,so I'll just do a big fuck you to a bunch of people now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,fuck you to all the people who could give a flying monkey fuck on gay marriage.Its not like your rites are getting alienated at all by this,get your fucking ass out of the puritan 1800s.In fact,the Catholic Church had gay marriage rites in france up until the 17th century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next,we move onto fat people.&lt;br /&gt;Put the goddamn burger down you pathetic bastard.I witnessed the saddest thing ever a few days ago,and it was a man too fat to go up to a buffet,so he sent a little kid he brought with him to go get his food..I don't know if I was laughing from the idea of this,or nearly going to vomit.But heres an idea: When you get too fat to procure food for yourself,you need to hire a fucking 12 year old to force-feed you the barrel of a 12 gauge shotgun,and blast your ass to whatever fat person heaven you believe in,where nothing but Richard Simmons and twinkies await.You fucking obese people are pathetic,and you should have fucking rites alienated.I for one am tired of having my tax money go to "Save the fucking fatties" operations at clinics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School...In a fucking college level course,I was talking about Martin Luther..You know,the guy with the protestant reformation.Suddenly a fucking blonde cum-dump from the class remarks that "Your being racist and blaming the split on just a black man !" For god fucking sake people,Martin Luther was a fucking german reformer,not a very charismatic black preacher.Besides,they didn't even have fucking black people in those days :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,for the moment I hate: Narrow minded people,Fat fucking assholes,And people who have no goddamn buisness in college but are there because their parents think that their precious little Stumpfuck the Third needs a higher education than sitting in a closet playing with themselves.</content>
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