<?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-9317244.post111343098773688032..comments</id><updated>2007-04-15T20:19:53.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on StudPace: A lesson in not being nice</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studpace.blogspot.com/feeds/111343098773688032/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9317244/111343098773688032/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studpace.blogspot.com/2005/04/lesson-in-not-being-nice.html'/><author><name>Stud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09237581968479227891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9317244.post-111392255402940202</id><published>2005-04-19T10:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T10:55:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marci Says: Thank God your back!  And by the way.....</title><content type='html'>Marci Says: Thank God your back!  And by the way...I'll take your bubble gum any day, but I don't think Jesus cares much for it.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9317244/111343098773688032/comments/default/111392255402940202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9317244/111343098773688032/comments/default/111392255402940202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studpace.blogspot.com/2005/04/lesson-in-not-being-nice.html?showComment=1113922500000#c111392255402940202' title=''/><author><name>Burke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314929966201328933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://studpace.blogspot.com/2005/04/lesson-in-not-being-nice.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9317244.post-111343098773688032' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9317244/posts/default/111343098773688032' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9317244.post-111349223289268946</id><published>2005-04-14T11:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T11:23:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Of all the great stories you could tell about our ...</title><content type='html'>Of all the great stories you could tell about our romantic and much-needed visit together after 30 lonely days apart, you pick the argument.  I gotta say, I don't know how I'd feel if a stranger offered my 8 yr. old candy or gum in the city of New York, or anywhere for that matter.  My parents used to check our Halloween Trick-or-Treat candy.  &lt;BR/&gt;I thought it was a really sweet gesture... I just didn't think it was worth you getting mad, since we don't know the specifics of the family.  The kid could be diabetic.  The mom could be poor, but too proud to take charity.  The kid could be super hyper.  The mom could be afraid of men with country accents.  You just never know the details, so why's it worth losing your temper?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9317244/111343098773688032/comments/default/111349223289268946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9317244/111343098773688032/comments/default/111349223289268946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studpace.blogspot.com/2005/04/lesson-in-not-being-nice.html?showComment=1113492180000#c111349223289268946' title=''/><author><name>A-Whit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12015684949758308301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://studpace.blogspot.com/2005/04/lesson-in-not-being-nice.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9317244.post-111343098773688032' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9317244/posts/default/111343098773688032' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9317244.post-111345361927280283</id><published>2005-04-14T00:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T00:40:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, one more "Don't go to New York"--only kiddin...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, one more "Don't go to New York"--only kidding. That situation can happen anywhere.  As for the "don't" comments, you might as well just get over it.  You will have a whole lifetime of arguing over absolutely dumb,insignificant, petty stuff that seems relevent at the time but really silly later. Been there--done that!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9317244/111343098773688032/comments/default/111345361927280283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9317244/111343098773688032/comments/default/111345361927280283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studpace.blogspot.com/2005/04/lesson-in-not-being-nice.html?showComment=1113453600000#c111345361927280283' title=''/><author><name>DAD-WHIT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11363193499770306116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://studpace.blogspot.com/2005/04/lesson-in-not-being-nice.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9317244.post-111343098773688032' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9317244/posts/default/111343098773688032' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>