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    <description><![CDATA[i am over six feet and go everywhere i don't get e.nough I am a nice, warm, congenial sort of person, and if you saw me walking in the street you would probably want to take me home with you in a cage where you could keep me safe and sound from the dangers of the modern world and cuddle with me at will. I find letters from God dropt in the street I am an intelligent, unsociable but adaptable person. I would like to dispel any untrue rumors about me. I am not edible. I cannot fly. I cannot use telekinesis. My brain is not large enough to destroy the entire world when unfolded. I did not teach my long-haired guinea pig Chronos to eat everything in sight (that is the nature of the long-haired guinea pig). I am the guardian of gates... the junction of your destruction... the laser lighting the way to your doom... the planner of your obsolecence... the furnace that fires your demise... I am the number you cannot compute. I used to could write. I have more interests than God. I am not a heliotrope. I do not sympathize with bent plants. Also, when I am angry, my eyes flash fire, whether I growl or not.]]></description>
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