<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">
 <author>
  <name>FictionPress.com</name>
  <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com</uri>
 </author>
 <title>FictionPress.com - go.eat.some.socks's stories</title>
 <subtitle>Story feed for writer: go.eat.some.socks</subtitle>
 <link rel="self" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/atom/u/701638/"/>
 <updated>2013-05-22T19:18:27-08:00</updated>
 <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2013-05-22:/profile/701638/</id>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>go.eat.some.socks</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/701638/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2010-09-13T18:14:36-08:00</published>
  <updated>2010-09-13T18:14:36-08:00</updated>
  <title>Score!</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2751917/1/Score"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2009-12-13:story.2751917</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/701638/go-eat-some-socks'&gt;go.eat.some.socks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Romance/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 7, Words: 11,917, Reviews: 15, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Boy loves soccer. Girl loves shopping. Boy hits Girl's face with a ball. Oh, how love's in the air.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>go.eat.some.socks</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/701638/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2010-01-04T16:51:55-08:00</published>
  <updated>2010-01-04T16:51:55-08:00</updated>
  <title>Canvas</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2760308/1/Canvas"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2010-01-04:story.2760308</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/701638/go-eat-some-socks'&gt;go.eat.some.socks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Romance/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 447, Reviews: 0, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;It was that one accident that changed her life. She woke up an unpainted picture. She doesn't remember anything. Not her parents, not her brother, not the boy she fell in love with.</summary>
 </entry>
</feed>
