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	<title>Intense, Intimate, Unexpected Comments</title>
	<link>http://unexpected.blogsome.com</link>
	<description>The Warehouse Theatre weblog</description>
	<pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 00:00:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>by: Miss Destructo</title>
		<link>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2009/02/05/im-back/#comment-143</link>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Mar 2009 12:45:56 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Thanks for the TimTV announcement!

-Miss D
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Thanks for the TimTV announcement!</p>
	<p>-Miss D<br />
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		<title>by: Miss Destructo</title>
		<link>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2009/02/05/im-back/#comment-142</link>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Mar 2009 12:45:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2009/02/05/im-back/#comment-142</guid>
					<description>Thanks Paul for the TimTV announcement!! :)

Miss D-
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Thanks Paul for the TimTV announcement!! <img src='http://unexpected.blogsome.com/wp-images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
	<p>Miss D-<br />
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		<title>by: LIz</title>
		<link>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2008/11/24/the-heart/#comment-141</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Nov 2008 11:59:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2008/11/24/the-heart/#comment-141</guid>
					<description>I watched &quot;Hear what's in the heart last night&quot;. Wow... just wow. It was truly an amazing persons. I laughed out loud making me spill wine on my white shirt, but it also made me cry. Not the spillage of the wine, but the words that Scionti chose to use about his family. &quot;The last goodbyes are always the hardest&quot;. I don't know if it's because my granfather died recently, but &quot;Hear what's in the heart&quot; touched my heart. It was so real to me, so raw. Truly a delight to watch and be a part of. I hope the Warehouse keeps that show around for awhile. </description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>I watched &#8220;Hear what&#8217;s in the heart last night&#8221;. Wow&#8230; just wow. It was truly an amazing persons. I laughed out loud making me spill wine on my white shirt, but it also made me cry. Not the spillage of the wine, but the words that Scionti chose to use about his family. &#8220;The last goodbyes are always the hardest&#8221;. I don&#8217;t know if it&#8217;s because my granfather died recently, but &#8220;Hear what&#8217;s in the heart&#8221; touched my heart. It was so real to me, so raw. Truly a delight to watch and be a part of. I hope the Warehouse keeps that show around for awhile.
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		<title>by: Nicole Johnson</title>
		<link>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2008/11/22/what-i-should-be-doing/#comment-140</link>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Nov 2008 09:19:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2008/11/22/what-i-should-be-doing/#comment-140</guid>
					<description>This was a fantastic play! We saw opening night and I am hoping to catch it again! I so enjoy anything that can make me weep tears of joy... Thanks guys!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>This was a fantastic play! We saw opening night and I am hoping to catch it again! I so enjoy anything that can make me weep tears of joy&#8230; Thanks guys!
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		<title>by: Parantar</title>
		<link>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2008/10/07/its-scary-to-support-the-arts/#comment-138</link>
		<pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 21:52:27 +0100</pubDate>
		<guid>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2008/10/07/its-scary-to-support-the-arts/#comment-138</guid>
					<description>yeah. its really scary</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>yeah. its really scary
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		<title>by: Haunted Maven</title>
		<link>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2008/09/26/another-nights-work/#comment-137</link>
		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 00:00:10 +0100</pubDate>
		<guid>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2008/09/26/another-nights-work/#comment-137</guid>
					<description>...I am one of those...stuck inside.  It has been so long that the choices I have made and all the regrets they have caused have created a sense of emptiness.  As I have said, the tears, they dont come anymore.  A hardened sadness and my only hope is to try and steer the ones that come in so they too wont suffer the same fate.  I wonder if any of them do escape?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>&#8230;I am one of those&#8230;stuck inside.  It has been so long that the choices I have made and all the regrets they have caused have created a sense of emptiness.  As I have said, the tears, they dont come anymore.  A hardened sadness and my only hope is to try and steer the ones that come in so they too wont suffer the same fate.  I wonder if any of them do escape?
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		<title>by: Haunted Maven</title>
		<link>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/oh-the-choices-i-have-made/#comment-136</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 21:12:31 +0100</pubDate>
		<guid>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/oh-the-choices-i-have-made/#comment-136</guid>
					<description>I hear sorrow in your words.  You too feel the same sadness I do.  If only I could feel the same anger.  But all I feel is sadness, for you as well as me.  This place leaves me hopeless.  Is there anything I can do?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>I hear sorrow in your words.  You too feel the same sadness I do.  If only I could feel the same anger.  But all I feel is sadness, for you as well as me.  This place leaves me hopeless.  Is there anything I can do?
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		<title>by: Haunted Maven</title>
		<link>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/oh-the-choices-i-have-made/#comment-135</link>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 13:40:48 +0100</pubDate>
		<guid>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2008/09/08/oh-the-choices-i-have-made/#comment-135</guid>
					<description>My time has come to finally speak,
my time spent learning the ways of sorcery
have lead me to this place.
and I have no sympathy for you!!
you have created this, 
for it is your fault that you are here,
speaking to a man
thinking you could bring solace
to someone who does not have space in his heart for such a thing.
the world is tired, as am I.
I fled the world of lies to find myself in yet another
world of deceit.
one far darker than I could have ever believed.
so do not speak to me of your sorrow!
as you continue to try and help, you do nothing but harm!!
this man has brought you here. 
right where you belong.


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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>My time has come to finally speak,<br />
my time spent learning the ways of sorcery<br />
have lead me to this place.<br />
and I have no sympathy for you!!<br />
you have created this,<br />
for it is your fault that you are here,<br />
speaking to a man<br />
thinking you could bring solace<br />
to someone who does not have space in his heart for such a thing.<br />
the world is tired, as am I.<br />
I fled the world of lies to find myself in yet another<br />
world of deceit.<br />
one far darker than I could have ever believed.<br />
so do not speak to me of your sorrow!<br />
as you continue to try and help, you do nothing but harm!!<br />
this man has brought you here.<br />
right where you belong.
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		<title>by: Paul</title>
		<link>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2008/08/21/lighting-the-cuckolds/#comment-134</link>
		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 17:03:22 +0100</pubDate>
		<guid>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2008/08/21/lighting-the-cuckolds/#comment-134</guid>
					<description>Lauren...you're doing some wonderful things with the lights!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Lauren&#8230;you&#8217;re doing some wonderful things with the lights!
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		<title>by: Cov.</title>
		<link>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2008/08/21/lighting-the-cuckolds/#comment-133</link>
		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 11:42:07 +0100</pubDate>
		<guid>http://unexpected.blogsome.com/2008/08/21/lighting-the-cuckolds/#comment-133</guid>
					<description>Wow.  I didn't know Lauren was working on this show.  I thought it was Kevin.  Crazy.  </description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Wow.  I didn&#8217;t know Lauren was working on this show.  I thought it was Kevin.  Crazy.
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