<?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>Madprof on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/madprof/</link><description>Recent content in Madprof on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2005 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/madprof/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Well I Asked For It</title><link>/stories/2005/08/31/well-i-asked-for-it/</link><pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2005 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2005/08/31/well-i-asked-for-it/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I’ve really gone and done it this time, I thought, desperately trying
to calm down and compose myself. After what seemed like several minutes,
the panic attack I was experiencing subsided, a sense of calm rational
began to take over. I must be sweating profusely, I am as hot as hell encased
in my composite confines of rubber, leather and steel, got to get a grip,
calm right down and cool down or I will really be suffering.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>