<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Dr. Mike on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/dr.-mike/</link><description>Recent content in Dr. Mike on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 10 May 2004 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/dr.-mike/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>In the Trunk</title><link>/stories/2004/05/10/in-the-trunk/</link><pubDate>Mon, 10 May 2004 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2004/05/10/in-the-trunk/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Daria walked down the sidewalk after school one Friday afternoon alone
in her thoughts. In had been two months since walking in on Jane in her
room. The sight of seeing her best friend spread out tied to the bed and
knowing that she had put herself in that position bugged her. Oh, she could
accept it but it popped into her head every time she saw a dreamy look
on Jane&amp;rsquo;s face in class or when Daria went over to her house and she was
greeted by a freshly showered, smiling Jane. She knew what was going on
in Jane&amp;rsquo;s private life she thought sadly which made thinking about her
own empty private life rather pitiful.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>