<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:16:36.404-07:00</updated><category term='reflection'/><category term='personal'/><category term='journal'/><title type='text'>Being</title><subtitle type='html'>|ˈbēi ng| (noun) the nature or essence of a person</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-7471717644279959454</id><published>2009-02-11T06:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T06:58:20.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day</title><summary type='text'>I saw this over at Brad Cooper's Blog and I agree completely with it...Got any gift ideas for Valentine's Day? We do. from Angel Mission on Vimeo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/7471717644279959454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=7471717644279959454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/7471717644279959454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/7471717644279959454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-6169886332105621781</id><published>2009-01-27T22:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:53:36.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time...</title><summary type='text'>Every good story book starts with "Once upon a time..." or at least something to that effect.  We exist inside of time, restricted by the moment and living here and now.  Looking ahead is mere conjecture.  Looking behind, reminiscing.  Here is where we exist.  Here can be a place full of love, joy and peace.  By peace, I mean the peace that moves beyond the situation to the place where there is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/6169886332105621781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=6169886332105621781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/6169886332105621781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/6169886332105621781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2009/01/once-upon-time.html' title='Once upon a time...'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-5560426749632652047</id><published>2009-01-24T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T12:45:48.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Refalling in love</title><summary type='text'>A relationship is a complicated thing.  There are ebbs and flows to communication and conversation.  Some days are on and others just feel a little off.  However, at the end of the day the Love is always there.  It may just be a matter of refinding it.Over the last several months I feel as if I have been in the "a little off" area with God.  I pray, I give, I do all of the things a good Christian</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/5560426749632652047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=5560426749632652047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/5560426749632652047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/5560426749632652047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2009/01/refalling-in-love.html' title='Refalling in love'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-8977281521407439017</id><published>2008-10-12T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:56:16.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><title type='text'>yesterday, today, and tomorrow...</title><summary type='text'>Every so often I find myself sitting back and just taking it all in and I realize in that moment that there is so much that I want, and yet it seems to be just out of my reach.Yesterday my best friend got married.  It was a beautiful and hilarious moment.  I was his best man and I was truly honored by it.  I got to drive a Cadillac with butt chillers, and enjoy watching a few of my friends dance </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/8977281521407439017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=8977281521407439017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/8977281521407439017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/8977281521407439017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2008/10/yesterday-today-and-tomorrow.html' title='yesterday, today, and tomorrow...'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-3248669744253602682</id><published>2008-09-30T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T13:36:47.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been too long</title><summary type='text'>It seems to always happen... Life that is.  Just when everything is going just fine, I decide to shake things up.  Over the next few weeks I have midterms, a bachelor party that I am organizing, I am moving on to a new job with Houlihan's and working on freelance projects galore.In order to accomplish all of this I have employed several things to help me out.iCal- Tracking event notes and todo's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/3248669744253602682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=3248669744253602682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/3248669744253602682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/3248669744253602682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-been-too-long.html' title='It&apos;s been too long'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-6785784541964129342</id><published>2008-09-02T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T07:59:13.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neue!</title><summary type='text'>I regularly visit RELEVANT Magazine's website and listen to their podcast.  Well, today they added an excellent resource called Neue. Neue looks to be a great resource for ministries that are looking to expand their horizons.  The content seems outstanding and the articles and blogs abound.  If you are into creativity and looking at things in a Neue way (like what I did there?) then head over to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/6785784541964129342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=6785784541964129342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/6785784541964129342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/6785784541964129342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2008/09/neue.html' title='Neue!'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-5146403556078576351</id><published>2008-08-11T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T09:19:42.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creativity Unleashed</title><summary type='text'>I just had a great lunch meeting over the weekend with the world renowned author of therathfaction, Ben Rath.  He said something that I thought was quite a bit more profound than maybe even he realized.  His statement was something along the lines of, you never know how much you have in you until you have a situation that pulls it out of you.  This I found to be quite true in my own life right </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/5146403556078576351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=5146403556078576351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/5146403556078576351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/5146403556078576351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2008/08/creativity-unleashed.html' title='Creativity Unleashed'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-6953328220341481921</id><published>2008-08-06T10:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T11:31:43.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Music</title><summary type='text'>I love finding and listening to new music.  Over the last few months I have been infatuated with a few artists.  The styles are probably all across the board, but so am I.Here is a list of my top 55. Cartel- Chroma (it's not new, but it is so well put together that the album has been one of my favs for a little while now)4. Radiohead- In Rainbows3. David Crowder Band- Remedy2. Paper Route- Paper </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/6953328220341481921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=6953328220341481921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/6953328220341481921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/6953328220341481921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-music.html' title='New Music'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-7906739391204322508</id><published>2008-07-31T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T20:31:29.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning</title><summary type='text'>I have been pondering the question of weather it is more important to have a college degree, or to simply love, and never stop learning.  Certainly, there are a few things to consider.  First, is the degree more important than the person.  I submit that it is not.  While I am in fact pursuing a degree, I am becoming more and more disillusioned with the way our culture puts such an emphasis on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/7906739391204322508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=7906739391204322508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/7906739391204322508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/7906739391204322508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2008/07/learning.html' title='Learning'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-5114321249318725128</id><published>2008-07-24T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:32:42.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story</title><summary type='text'>So, I've been thinking alot about what I am going to talk about this weekend at Rev.  I have a couple of options and i have decided to tell my story.  I wish I could figure out what road I want to take.  My options include overall themes about brokeness, fear, faithfulness, or just a mish-mash of my life story.  I'm leaning toward broken.  Let me know what you think.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/5114321249318725128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=5114321249318725128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/5114321249318725128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/5114321249318725128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2008/07/story.html' title='Story'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-8992692003529313204</id><published>2008-07-16T14:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:51:16.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><summary type='text'>It's been a while, but I'm going to get more regularly.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/8992692003529313204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=8992692003529313204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/8992692003529313204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/8992692003529313204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2008/07/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-4867228108226578802</id><published>2008-02-05T15:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T15:46:24.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In my accounting class there are...16 Students16 Lighting Fixtures104 Ceiling Tiles9 Water Sprinkler Heads1 TeacherAnd not a single interesting moment.I will never be an accountant!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/4867228108226578802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=4867228108226578802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/4867228108226578802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/4867228108226578802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-my-accounting-class-there-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-1270689241596018496</id><published>2008-02-03T20:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T20:13:57.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If my heart could swellBeyond the capacity of my chestWould it break outOf the chains of this flesh?Would it take onAll the life that it could?Would it let goOf all the hurt from before?Or…Would it fall Down to the earth in pain?Would it dieFrom the freedom it desired?Would it fractureBeyond repair? If my heart could swell Beyond the capacity of my chestWhere would the love go?Where would the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/1270689241596018496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=1270689241596018496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/1270689241596018496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/1270689241596018496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2008/02/if-my-heart-could-swell-beyond-capacity.html' title=''/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-573928630651615258</id><published>2008-01-29T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T09:33:52.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><summary type='text'>I am so tired. I just want to go home and lay down. I stayed out way to late this weekend. 3:30 on Saturday and 3:00 on Sunday. I regret nothing. I got to develop relationships that I feel very deeply about. For me, at least lately, I have found myself finding... Well, myself. I have been finding that I am a relational person. I love my friends. I love my family. And I want to grow that so very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/573928630651615258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=573928630651615258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/573928630651615258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/573928630651615258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2008/01/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-8364345268806884916</id><published>2008-01-17T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T21:42:05.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>iTouch... No, don't touch.</title><summary type='text'>I have finally figured out how to blog from my new iPod Touch. This makes me rather happy. A shall be using this, hopefully much much more.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/8364345268806884916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=8364345268806884916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/8364345268806884916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/8364345268806884916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2008/01/itouch-no-dont-touch.html' title='iTouch... No, don&apos;t touch.'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-596415627006899368</id><published>2007-12-13T19:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T19:35:59.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What makes me who I am? Is it the things I say. The way I dress. The group I associate with. The way I act. Or is it all of those things?I think that it is so much more, because we can say certain things at one point and other things when the situation changes. Around this group of people we may be outrageous and entertaining, and around that group we are quiet and reserved. We can curse and be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/596415627006899368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=596415627006899368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/596415627006899368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/596415627006899368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-makes-me-who-i-am-is-it-things-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-9198915148309662802</id><published>2007-12-11T10:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T10:27:36.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is tuesday and I have two finals today.  I just finished my Psychology final and I am going to be studying for the rest of the day for my Accounting Final.  Yee-Ha!I have been captivated by all of what has happened at New Life and YWAM.  I know a ton of YWAMers and even almost became one at one point, but my path was to be different.  I have been watching a few minutes of the covverage on CNN </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/9198915148309662802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=9198915148309662802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/9198915148309662802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/9198915148309662802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2007/12/it-is-tuesday-and-i-have-two-finals.html' title=''/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-5829345444715299896</id><published>2007-12-10T14:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T14:17:09.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is finals week.  Fun?  Not so much.  However I have gained some mobility in my injured hand.  I also discovered a blogger widget and that makes me slughtly happier.  I was wanting to quit everything, but today I'm doing much better.  It was probably just the pre-finals junk that was getting to me.See you after finals!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/5829345444715299896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=5829345444715299896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/5829345444715299896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/5829345444715299896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2007/12/it-is-finals-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-1818993947453854691</id><published>2007-11-13T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T18:52:31.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning, yet not</title><summary type='text'>Of all the statements to make...“I will go over and see this strange sight—why the bush does not burn up.”Okay, so I guess I should take a step back.After having a rather abnormal upbringing, which growing up in the Pharaoh’s palace in my eyes certainly qualifies as not being par for the times, Moses flees the plush surroundings that was the palace after killing a man and burying him in the sand.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/1818993947453854691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=1818993947453854691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/1818993947453854691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/1818993947453854691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2007/11/burning-yet-not.html' title='Burning, yet not'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-4843721916387540416</id><published>2007-11-13T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T18:49:55.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creation Falls</title><summary type='text'>Here we find Adam, freshly created out of dirt, hanging out with the creator of the universe having a conversation.Adam- “So, I’m made of dirt...”God- “yep.”Adam- “hmm...”God- “You seem bored.”Adam- “No, no... I’m good..”God- “Yeah, well, you see that tree over there... Don’t eat from it, ‘cause you’ll die.”Adam- “Oh, wow... okay, not a problem.”Insert awkward silence.God- “You’re bored.”Adam- “</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/4843721916387540416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=4843721916387540416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/4843721916387540416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/4843721916387540416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2007/11/creation-falls.html' title='Creation Falls'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5675409814997358507.post-2404161563550067160</id><published>2007-11-13T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T11:33:34.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am transferring over</title><summary type='text'>I am transferring over a bunch of my myspace blog stuff to here.  No I didn't write it all today, that would be crazy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/feeds/2404161563550067160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5675409814997358507&amp;postID=2404161563550067160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/2404161563550067160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5675409814997358507/posts/default/2404161563550067160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cvogan.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-transferring-over.html' title='I am transferring over'/><author><name>Cory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08464959189816594931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kyt6yws7sg/SEbjlzsw06I/AAAAAAAAACY/7UOTmgNwo4c/S220/DSC_5916.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
