<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/ohjude"><title>THIRTY YEARS AGO &amp; NOW WHAT? - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ohjude/</link><description>Judith on being a gay woman in a heterosexual world; a stranger in a very strange land. Do you grok?  Also, I'll cover my relationships, friendships, and other ships.</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ohjude/646726" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ohjude/646435" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ohjude/646312" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ohjude/646166" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ohjude/646726"><title>THE PERFECT ONE THAT NEVER . . .</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ohjude/646726</link><description>I love my spouse dearly and don't ever want to be without her. However, am not sure if I'm still in love with her... and I feel terrible about that. What attracted her to me in the first place? Probably that she didn't take crap off of anybody, and still doesn't. That's she's a devout Christian,...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ohjude/646435"><title>MI VIDA LOCA</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ohjude/646435</link><description>It's very confusing today. I asked Lena for a writing assignment and she gave me one at 8:57am. Write something I'm proud of in 250 worDS or more. The day sort of got away from me when I go to bed at midnight, and wake up at 2:37am because I thought that was all the sleep I needed. WRONG!!! I was...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ohjude/646312"><title>THERE SHE GOES AGAIN</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ohjude/646312</link><description>Cecilia never showed. Woke up at 12:57pm today feeling quite depressed and anxious. I'm still wearing the same nightshirt, hair needs cutting, teeth go unbrushed, with face unwashed. Just listless I fumbled through the day; Sherry's been very caring and loving... but I so desire it be someone...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ohjude/646166"><title>Blowing Kisses In the Wind</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ohjude/646166</link><description>Thirty years ago in high school and university, my best friend Cecilia and I parted company. We both left our native land of Tucson, AZ; she to Phoenix, AZ and me to Costa Mesa, CA. Newly married, she was expecting her first child. Me? I was in love with Janet Castillo and we were 5 months...</description></item></rdf:RDF>