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		<title>By: Julie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 03:14:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What have you wanted badly enough that you went to extraordinary lengths to get it? 

For Hellion, who likes stories with men in &#039;em.

When I was 19, I wanted to marry my boyfriend.  Even when my college counselor said &quot;You have to choose between your boyfriend or school.  Its very competitive here.&quot;  Or when my Mom said  &quot; What if I say no?&quot; and my father said &#039;What about your career?&quot; I turned my back on the ivy. I told my mom &quot;Then I guess that you won&#039;t be coming to the wedding.&quot;  Got married in my DH&#039;s church. I&#039;m still ducking my dad&#039;s question. LOL
 Oh
And I&#039;m still married to the boyfriend.  

For anyone who has ever thought about doing the impossible.

Four intra ocular lenses. Six surgeries... including one where the power went out in the or ... when i was intubated... so i wasn&#039;t breathing on my own. It just about killed me. But it was worth it. I can see.  When i first asked the surgeon about using two lenses in each eye he said... &quot;No. It can&#039;t be done&quot;.


And finally

I want to take a class taught by someone who loves what they do. Someone who is passionate and knowledgeable and... Really, what I would really love, is have to have You Janga  as a teacher.  Now That would definitely be an extraordinary experience worth going through extraordinary lengths to achieve! 

Seriously.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What have you wanted badly enough that you went to extraordinary lengths to get it? </p>
<p>For Hellion, who likes stories with men in &#8216;em.</p>
<p>When I was 19, I wanted to marry my boyfriend.  Even when my college counselor said &#8220;You have to choose between your boyfriend or school.  Its very competitive here.&#8221;  Or when my Mom said  &#8221; What if I say no?&#8221; and my father said &#8216;What about your career?&#8221; I turned my back on the ivy. I told my mom &#8220;Then I guess that you won&#8217;t be coming to the wedding.&#8221;  Got married in my DH&#8217;s church. I&#8217;m still ducking my dad&#8217;s question. LOL<br />
 Oh<br />
And I&#8217;m still married to the boyfriend.  </p>
<p>For anyone who has ever thought about doing the impossible.</p>
<p>Four intra ocular lenses. Six surgeries&#8230; including one where the power went out in the or &#8230; when i was intubated&#8230; so i wasn&#8217;t breathing on my own. It just about killed me. But it was worth it. I can see.  When i first asked the surgeon about using two lenses in each eye he said&#8230; &#8220;No. It can&#8217;t be done&#8221;.</p>
<p>And finally</p>
<p>I want to take a class taught by someone who loves what they do. Someone who is passionate and knowledgeable and&#8230; Really, what I would really love, is have to have You Janga  as a teacher.  Now That would definitely be an extraordinary experience worth going through extraordinary lengths to achieve! </p>
<p>Seriously.</p>
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		<title>By: Janga</title>
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		<dc:creator>Janga</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 01:49:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It’s late, and everybody’s probably left the party. But I can’t let Hellion’s “Why teach?” go unanswered. I teach because kids matter. I teach because words and what words can-- and can’t--do matter. I teach because when I was twenty-one and just beginning, a kid said to me, “I never knew before that poetry could make sense.” I teach because when I was thirty-three, another made me a card that said, I couldn’t find a card created for the teacher who saved my life, so I made my own.”  I teach because when I was forty-six, a kid who had just graduated from college sent me a dozen red roses with a note that said, “You always told me I could. Today I proved you right.” I teach because last week a woman said, “This class is the highlight of my week.”  I teach because I want to know when I leave this earth that I have touched hearts and minds and lives. I teach because it is what I was born to do.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It’s late, and everybody’s probably left the party. But I can’t let Hellion’s “Why teach?” go unanswered. I teach because kids matter. I teach because words and what words can&#8211; and can’t&#8211;do matter. I teach because when I was twenty-one and just beginning, a kid said to me, “I never knew before that poetry could make sense.” I teach because when I was thirty-three, another made me a card that said, I couldn’t find a card created for the teacher who saved my life, so I made my own.”  I teach because when I was forty-six, a kid who had just graduated from college sent me a dozen red roses with a note that said, “You always told me I could. Today I proved you right.” I teach because last week a woman said, “This class is the highlight of my week.”  I teach because I want to know when I leave this earth that I have touched hearts and minds and lives. I teach because it is what I was born to do.</p>
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		<title>By: 2nd Chance</title>
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		<dc:creator>2nd Chance</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 22:54:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Nothing productive with your life? Captain! No! Gods, my therapist would shudder at hearing that. Screw productive, who defines that? You live with a full heart and screw the rest!

I must admit, I have done the dressing in costume for a premier... But, wow...this topic has been flitting through my brain all afternoon...

Yup, the Med cruise was phenomenal. The Caribbean was fun, Hawaii was exhausting and Alaska? Oh, Alaska is where I&#039;d do it again...tomorrow.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nothing productive with your life? Captain! No! Gods, my therapist would shudder at hearing that. Screw productive, who defines that? You live with a full heart and screw the rest!</p>
<p>I must admit, I have done the dressing in costume for a premier&#8230; But, wow&#8230;this topic has been flitting through my brain all afternoon&#8230;</p>
<p>Yup, the Med cruise was phenomenal. The Caribbean was fun, Hawaii was exhausting and Alaska? Oh, Alaska is where I&#8217;d do it again&#8230;tomorrow.</p>
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		<title>By: Hellion</title>
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		<dc:creator>Hellion</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 19:45:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>2nd Chance: Congrats on living healthier and getting more exercise (and losing weight too!) I always think the gym is more important; the better you feel working out, the more you tend to eat healthier...well, or at least you&#039;re more conscious of stuff. *LOL*</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>2nd Chance: Congrats on living healthier and getting more exercise (and losing weight too!) I always think the gym is more important; the better you feel working out, the more you tend to eat healthier&#8230;well, or at least you&#8217;re more conscious of stuff. *LOL*</p>
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		<title>By: Hellion</title>
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		<dc:creator>Hellion</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 19:43:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Maggie, awwww, I used to want kids...I was so kid-squirrelly when I was a kid. I was always volunteering to babysit at church and stuff; and I love looking at babies on maternity wards. Then that sorta died off. Clearly though I never wanted one bad enough to give birth to one. I just like to hold them for a few minutes, then give them back.

I mean, not everything I wanted to be when I was a kid was a good idea. 

I wanted to be a country music singer. I can&#039;t sing. At all.

I wanted to be a Vegas show girl. (I had the legs for it then, but no dancing ability.)

I wanted to be a schoolteacher (this was in 4th grade or so...) I used to make up tests and give them out to my imaginary students. You can see of these, why my father latched onto this dream most and is still bitterly disappointed I&#039;ve done nothing productive with my life. Wouldn&#039;t teach now on a BET. I talk to people and they say, &quot;I want to teach...I&#039;m going to one day...&quot; and all I can think is, &quot;Good God, why?&quot; *LOL*</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Maggie, awwww, I used to want kids&#8230;I was so kid-squirrelly when I was a kid. I was always volunteering to babysit at church and stuff; and I love looking at babies on maternity wards. Then that sorta died off. Clearly though I never wanted one bad enough to give birth to one. I just like to hold them for a few minutes, then give them back.</p>
<p>I mean, not everything I wanted to be when I was a kid was a good idea. </p>
<p>I wanted to be a country music singer. I can&#8217;t sing. At all.</p>
<p>I wanted to be a Vegas show girl. (I had the legs for it then, but no dancing ability.)</p>
<p>I wanted to be a schoolteacher (this was in 4th grade or so&#8230;) I used to make up tests and give them out to my imaginary students. You can see of these, why my father latched onto this dream most and is still bitterly disappointed I&#8217;ve done nothing productive with my life. Wouldn&#8217;t teach now on a BET. I talk to people and they say, &#8220;I want to teach&#8230;I&#8217;m going to one day&#8230;&#8221; and all I can think is, &#8220;Good God, why?&#8221; *LOL*</p>
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		<title>By: terrio</title>
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		<dc:creator>terrio</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 19:00:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Okay, so yeah, wanting to live is kind of important.  Thank goodness you wanted it bad enough!

I so want to take that cruise. I even looked into it earlier this summer. I&#039;m guessing it&#039;ll happen closer to the time Kiddo heads off to HS, but it will happen.  That&#039;s for sure.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay, so yeah, wanting to live is kind of important.  Thank goodness you wanted it bad enough!</p>
<p>I so want to take that cruise. I even looked into it earlier this summer. I&#8217;m guessing it&#8217;ll happen closer to the time Kiddo heads off to HS, but it will happen.  That&#8217;s for sure.</p>
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		<title>By: 2nd Chance</title>
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		<dc:creator>2nd Chance</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 18:45:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Terrio - Med cruising is an incredible experience. Did a 12 day with my family a few years back. Go with a smaller ship, easier to get into port and actually berth at a pier, so faster on and offs. We did the Med/Greek Islands. 12 days, 11 ports. Was incredible, starting with Barcelona and ending in Athens. Cannot recommend this enough!

What do want that badly? Trying to define that right now. To get healthy after a heart crisis last April...yeah. Amazing what that can do for resolve! Lost weight, gym...getting there.

I wanted to live. Still learning how to live. Next up? Published!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Terrio &#8211; Med cruising is an incredible experience. Did a 12 day with my family a few years back. Go with a smaller ship, easier to get into port and actually berth at a pier, so faster on and offs. We did the Med/Greek Islands. 12 days, 11 ports. Was incredible, starting with Barcelona and ending in Athens. Cannot recommend this enough!</p>
<p>What do want that badly? Trying to define that right now. To get healthy after a heart crisis last April&#8230;yeah. Amazing what that can do for resolve! Lost weight, gym&#8230;getting there.</p>
<p>I wanted to live. Still learning how to live. Next up? Published!</p>
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		<title>By: Maggie Robinson</title>
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		<dc:creator>Maggie Robinson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 18:37:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Late today. Had to go into work early. Boo to that.

What have I wanted more than anything? Probably to be a mom. I was sooo ready to have my first child, and then my second. And somehow I wound up with four, although I wasn&#039;t so ready, LOL.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Late today. Had to go into work early. Boo to that.</p>
<p>What have I wanted more than anything? Probably to be a mom. I was sooo ready to have my first child, and then my second. And somehow I wound up with four, although I wasn&#8217;t so ready, LOL.</p>
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		<title>By: Irisheyes</title>
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		<dc:creator>Irisheyes</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 17:01:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;ve been on two cruises with girlfriends/cousins.  One to the Caribbean and one to Alaska.  Both were a blast.  One had British crew and Italian wait staff and the other had American crew and Jamaican/German wait staff.

On the Alaskan cruise they sat us with two older guys, George and Ian.  Both widowers.  Both complete sweethearts.  I always sat next to Ian at dinner because he had this awesome Scottish accent.  They warned us away from the flirting waiters and bought us drinks at dinner each night.  It was a ball.  One of the waiters kept flirting with me and finally insisted I bring my driver&#039;s license to dinner one night to prove I wasn&#039;t jailbait!

The other cruise I had a little shipboard romance with a German waiter.  Sadly it ended when it became apparent he&#039;d get more out of the busty blonde a couple tables over than me! Still tons of fun.

The DH always gets upset when we reminisce about our cruises.  He wants to go now and experience the fun (albeit not the same kind of fun we enjoyed!).  He did get to go to Hawaii, though, and I&#039;ve never been.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve been on two cruises with girlfriends/cousins.  One to the Caribbean and one to Alaska.  Both were a blast.  One had British crew and Italian wait staff and the other had American crew and Jamaican/German wait staff.</p>
<p>On the Alaskan cruise they sat us with two older guys, George and Ian.  Both widowers.  Both complete sweethearts.  I always sat next to Ian at dinner because he had this awesome Scottish accent.  They warned us away from the flirting waiters and bought us drinks at dinner each night.  It was a ball.  One of the waiters kept flirting with me and finally insisted I bring my driver&#8217;s license to dinner one night to prove I wasn&#8217;t jailbait!</p>
<p>The other cruise I had a little shipboard romance with a German waiter.  Sadly it ended when it became apparent he&#8217;d get more out of the busty blonde a couple tables over than me! Still tons of fun.</p>
<p>The DH always gets upset when we reminisce about our cruises.  He wants to go now and experience the fun (albeit not the same kind of fun we enjoyed!).  He did get to go to Hawaii, though, and I&#8217;ve never been.</p>
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		<title>By: Julie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 16:55:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wonder blog, Hellion. Just what I needed today. And much less painful that a swift kick in the ahhhhhssshoot? Where was I? Oh, yah.  Wonderful blog.  Truly. Inspirational.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wonder blog, Hellion. Just what I needed today. And much less painful that a swift kick in the ahhhhhssshoot? Where was I? Oh, yah.  Wonderful blog.  Truly. Inspirational.</p>
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