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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title>dotlizard dot com - Latest Comments in it doesn&amp;#8217;t want a title</title><link>http://dotlizarddotcom.disqus.com/</link><description>here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment. there is no why.</description><atom:link href="https://dotlizarddotcom.disqus.com/it_doesn8217t_want_a_title/latest.rss" rel="self"></atom:link><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 18:57:14 -0000</lastBuildDate><item><title>Re: it doesn&amp;#8217;t want a title</title><link>http://dotlizard.com/posts/2003/12/it-doesnt-want-a-title/#comment-14944683</link><description>&lt;p&gt;Beautiful. tragic. strangely fulfilling to read.&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">calinazaret</dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 18:57:14 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: it doesn&amp;#8217;t want a title</title><link>http://dotlizard.com/posts/2003/12/it-doesnt-want-a-title/#comment-14944682</link><description>&lt;p&gt;I was in junior high, i was in bed listening to the radio not wanting to get up in the morning for school as usual.  I cried and my mom made me go to school.  The last thing I wanted to do was face school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;no cool teachers eased or acknowledged the pain, to my memory.  I felt shattered and like nothing would ever be the same.  and i don't think it ever was.&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">laurie</dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 10 Dec 2003 04:49:17 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: it doesn&amp;#8217;t want a title</title><link>http://dotlizard.com/posts/2003/12/it-doesnt-want-a-title/#comment-14944681</link><description>&lt;p&gt;I knew about as much then as I do now.&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">Bobby</dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 09 Dec 2003 04:39:57 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: it doesn&amp;#8217;t want a title</title><link>http://dotlizard.com/posts/2003/12/it-doesnt-want-a-title/#comment-14944680</link><description>&lt;p&gt;In rolled the clouds&lt;br&gt;in rolled the thunder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my loves gone&lt;br&gt;my heart too&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why is she gone&lt;br&gt;where oh where&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my heart lays bleeding&lt;br&gt;my shoes are wet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the rain washes away&lt;br&gt;as I lay down&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in the ppol of my love's lost&lt;br&gt;crash of thunder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm gone too.&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">BaldFatGuy</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2003 20:38:41 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: it doesn&amp;#8217;t want a title</title><link>http://dotlizard.com/posts/2003/12/it-doesnt-want-a-title/#comment-14944679</link><description>&lt;p&gt;they announced Lynyrd Skynyrd's plane crash over the PA at my high school -- not exactly a John Lennon or anything, but people were still wandering around all stunned &amp;amp; sad &amp;amp; stuff.&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">lizard</dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2003 21:41:43 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: it doesn&amp;#8217;t want a title</title><link>http://dotlizard.com/posts/2003/12/it-doesnt-want-a-title/#comment-14944678</link><description>&lt;p&gt;Wait, is that right? Maybe it was the Reagan thing they announced at school. My memory loves to juxtapose.&lt;br&gt;I do remember sitting in the class listening to Lennon and Beatles tapes, though.&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">krix</dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2003 21:10:10 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: it doesn&amp;#8217;t want a title</title><link>http://dotlizard.com/posts/2003/12/it-doesnt-want-a-title/#comment-14944677</link><description>&lt;p&gt;Sitting in class.  Junior High. They announced it over the PA. A bunch of us spent the rest of the afternoon it one of the honors classrooms where the coolest teacher in the world let us sit and listen to tapes until school was out.&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">krix</dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2003 21:06:09 -0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>