<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886936654101087197.post658253254274572765..comments</id><updated>2012-01-19T16:01:00.237+13:00</updated><category term='travel'/><category term='resolutions'/><category term='reviews'/><category term='Kiwi culture'/><category term='bad days'/><category term='village life'/><category term='movies'/><category term='food'/><category term='good days'/><category term='prep'/><category term='I want to know why.'/><category term='vlogs'/><category term='separation'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='book club'/><category term='blogging and social media'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='wine'/><category term='backstory'/><category term='meme me'/><category term='soapbox'/><category term='funny things Kiwis say'/><category term='my fiction'/><category term='poems'/><title type='text'>Comments on Wellington Road: I can be wishy-washy.</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.juliryan.com/feeds/658253254274572765/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/658253254274572765/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.juliryan.com/2011/09/i-can-be-wishy-washy.html'/><author><name>Juli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03244459055520883039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OiVO7R5VbZ0/S7RQqQu7KRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/jr2BoAq3Vmc/S220/profile1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886936654101087197.post-3689532166787130290</id><published>2011-12-29T02:55:46.860+13:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T02:55:46.860+13:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;quot;We may be Facebook friends, but they are dea...</title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;We may be Facebook friends, but they are dead to me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harsh.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/658253254274572765/comments/default/3689532166787130290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/658253254274572765/comments/default/3689532166787130290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.juliryan.com/2011/09/i-can-be-wishy-washy.html?showComment=1325080546860#c3689532166787130290' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.juliryan.com/2011/09/i-can-be-wishy-washy.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886936654101087197.post-658253254274572765' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/posts/default/658253254274572765' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-216543785'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886936654101087197.post-6966268289644573366</id><published>2011-10-24T02:12:13.602+13:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T02:12:13.602+13:00</updated><title type='text'>I find that friendships can grow out of once-sexua...</title><content type='html'>I find that friendships can grow out of once-sexual affairs, but that it takes some serious doing - and that, ironically, it has to be the kind of break where there is absolutely no hope of return. Atomically clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say this because I&amp;#39;m of your same temperament, but I go down with sinking ships. I&amp;#39;m such a sucker for people who actually want to hang around with me that I&amp;#39;ll attempt anything to salvage a relationship that&amp;#39;s long gone sour. And right now I&amp;#39;m finding that while many times that patience is ultimately damaging, it can sometimes be rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang in there. We all do have to fight for our own happiness - no one else will do it for us.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/658253254274572765/comments/default/6966268289644573366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/658253254274572765/comments/default/6966268289644573366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.juliryan.com/2011/09/i-can-be-wishy-washy.html?showComment=1319375533602#c6966268289644573366' title=''/><author><name>Menzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563804177123027319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.juliryan.com/2011/09/i-can-be-wishy-washy.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886936654101087197.post-658253254274572765' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/posts/default/658253254274572765' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1972705240'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886936654101087197.post-8669381097916092476</id><published>2011-09-21T15:42:18.825+12:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T15:42:18.825+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Well I have the same lousy taste you have and CAN&amp;...</title><content type='html'>Well I have the same lousy taste you have and CAN&amp;#39;T end them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how fucked am I?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/658253254274572765/comments/default/8669381097916092476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/658253254274572765/comments/default/8669381097916092476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.juliryan.com/2011/09/i-can-be-wishy-washy.html?showComment=1316576538825#c8669381097916092476' title=''/><author><name>Suzy</name><uri>http://wherehotcomestodie.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.juliryan.com/2011/09/i-can-be-wishy-washy.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886936654101087197.post-658253254274572765' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/posts/default/658253254274572765' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-14288876'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886936654101087197.post-1439790170049522425</id><published>2011-09-21T05:48:40.355+12:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T05:48:40.355+12:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;i&gt;So, can men and women be friends after they hav...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;So, can men and women be friends after they have sex? &amp;quot;Once my lover, now my friend. . .&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not always easy, but possible.The question is whether you both want it are willing to do what it takes.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/658253254274572765/comments/default/1439790170049522425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/658253254274572765/comments/default/1439790170049522425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.juliryan.com/2011/09/i-can-be-wishy-washy.html?showComment=1316540920355#c1439790170049522425' title=''/><author><name>Jack</name><uri>http://www.thejackb.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.juliryan.com/2011/09/i-can-be-wishy-washy.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886936654101087197.post-658253254274572765' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/posts/default/658253254274572765' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1748967975'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886936654101087197.post-3476641133618162995</id><published>2011-09-21T03:21:58.053+12:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T03:21:58.053+12:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t think I&amp;#39;ve ever experienced ...</title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t think I&amp;#39;ve ever experienced requited love from a lover. Nobody has cared about my happiness as much as I&amp;#39;ve cared about his.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me too. Totally. But I think it&amp;#39;s my fault and not theirs; I choose people like that so that my &amp;quot;need&amp;quot; to be rejected is met. Those old patterns die hard.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/658253254274572765/comments/default/3476641133618162995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/658253254274572765/comments/default/3476641133618162995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.juliryan.com/2011/09/i-can-be-wishy-washy.html?showComment=1316532118053#c3476641133618162995' title=''/><author><name>Hilarity in Shoes</name><uri>http://www.hilarity-in-shoes.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.juliryan.com/2011/09/i-can-be-wishy-washy.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886936654101087197.post-658253254274572765' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/posts/default/658253254274572765' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1789268220'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886936654101087197.post-7333609239906380998</id><published>2011-09-20T18:24:28.701+12:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T18:24:28.701+12:00</updated><title type='text'>@Neil I don&amp;#39;t want anyone or anything to be de...</title><content type='html'>@Neil I don&amp;#39;t want anyone or anything to be dead to me. Wouldn&amp;#39;t it be great if everything lasted forever? Or maybe not.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/658253254274572765/comments/default/7333609239906380998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/658253254274572765/comments/default/7333609239906380998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.juliryan.com/2011/09/i-can-be-wishy-washy.html?showComment=1316499868701#c7333609239906380998' title=''/><author><name>Juli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03244459055520883039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OiVO7R5VbZ0/S7RQqQu7KRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/jr2BoAq3Vmc/S220/profile1.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.juliryan.com/2011/09/i-can-be-wishy-washy.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886936654101087197.post-658253254274572765' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/posts/default/658253254274572765' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1493906305'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886936654101087197.post-388958116681817913</id><published>2011-09-20T15:34:42.337+12:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T15:34:42.337+12:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;quot;So, can men and women be friends after they ...</title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;So, can men and women be friends after they have sex? &amp;quot;Once my lover, now my friend. . .&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes and no. I am an aquaintance (via FB) with one and a Friend with another. One of those &amp;quot;relationships&amp;quot; could be called toxic (and thus shortlived). Oddly enough - the friendship that lasted was a friendship before we hooked up - and it is one that actually grew deeper because of that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine the key is in the Toxicity. If it&amp;#39;s there - dump it. I have certainly dumped friends who were toxic - liars, betrayers: why would I want to keep them in my life? &amp;quot;Dead to me&amp;quot; pretty much covers it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/658253254274572765/comments/default/388958116681817913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/658253254274572765/comments/default/388958116681817913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.juliryan.com/2011/09/i-can-be-wishy-washy.html?showComment=1316489682337#c388958116681817913' title=''/><author><name>Avalonsguide</name><uri>http://www.avalonsguide.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.juliryan.com/2011/09/i-can-be-wishy-washy.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886936654101087197.post-658253254274572765' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/posts/default/658253254274572765' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-600047670'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886936654101087197.post-1795527947562538582</id><published>2011-09-20T15:14:12.367+12:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T15:14:12.367+12:00</updated><title type='text'>I like the phrase &amp;quot;warriors for our own happi...</title><content type='html'>I like the phrase &amp;quot;warriors for our own happiness.&amp;quot;  And shouldn&amp;#39;t that be the case for everyone?  At some point, even our children will go on to have their own lives, and we need to take care of ourselves.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this post sounds a bit pessimistic about relationships.  Why should you want anyone to be &amp;quot;dead to you?&amp;quot;  You don&amp;#39;t sound wishy washy at all, but very intense about your wants and not wants.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/658253254274572765/comments/default/1795527947562538582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/658253254274572765/comments/default/1795527947562538582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.juliryan.com/2011/09/i-can-be-wishy-washy.html?showComment=1316488452367#c1795527947562538582' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05191467009055093356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02402334143619466154'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPVr7HfOGyI/Sy_8V7baSpI/AAAAAAAAABk/XoOusiZlGW8/S220/neil3.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.juliryan.com/2011/09/i-can-be-wishy-washy.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2886936654101087197.post-658253254274572765' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2886936654101087197/posts/default/658253254274572765' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1471211031'/></entry></feed>
