<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11063581.post114132466426468233..comments</id><updated>2009-11-12T21:42:35.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Rose DesRochers -  Web Columnist: I Don't Even Know Your Last Name, but Let's Hook U...</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todays-woman.blogspot.com/feeds/114132466426468233/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11063581/114132466426468233/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todays-woman.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dont-even-know-your-last-name-but.html'/><author><name>Rose DesRochers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11063581.post-114584487089347699</id><published>2006-04-23T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T19:14:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern day sexuality is picking up speed and is ta...</title><summary type='text'>Modern day sexuality is picking up speed and is taking a sharp turn downhill.  Unfortunately, the older generations divorce rate approaching the 50% mark is not helping the situation.  Younger generations can no longer rely on their role models illustrating solid relationships. The title of this column correctly portrays the "no longer necessary need" to know someone's last need but surprisingly,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11063581/114132466426468233/comments/default/114584487089347699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11063581/114132466426468233/comments/default/114584487089347699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todays-woman.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dont-even-know-your-last-name-but.html?showComment=1145844840000#c114584487089347699' title=''/><author><name>Benji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15494656230662366837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://todays-woman.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dont-even-know-your-last-name-but.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11063581.post-114132466426468233' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11063581/posts/default/114132466426468233' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11063581.post-114289900697063935</id><published>2006-03-20T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T15:56:00.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As the sister of a random hook-up/boyfriend girl, ...</title><summary type='text'>As the sister of a random hook-up/boyfriend girl, I couldn't agree more. And it sometimes makes it hard to understand, because we had a decent upbringing, not great, but not bad either. We had both parents (even tho, our mother adopted us) and we went to church every sunday, did the youth group, and all that. she hasn't found what is going to make her happy yet, and it scares me at times. my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11063581/114132466426468233/comments/default/114289900697063935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11063581/114132466426468233/comments/default/114289900697063935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todays-woman.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dont-even-know-your-last-name-but.html?showComment=1142898960000#c114289900697063935' title=''/><author><name>ramblings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528746059953818386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://todays-woman.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dont-even-know-your-last-name-but.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11063581.post-114132466426468233' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11063581/posts/default/114132466426468233' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11063581.post-114184897162903644</id><published>2006-03-08T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T12:16:00.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I see this phenomenon in my 20, 30 and 40 somethin...</title><summary type='text'>I see this phenomenon in my 20, 30 and 40 something friends as well.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Its scary to think that the modern version of a relationship is a sterile, mechanical reproduction without any emotional connection.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11063581/114132466426468233/comments/default/114184897162903644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11063581/114132466426468233/comments/default/114184897162903644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todays-woman.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dont-even-know-your-last-name-but.html?showComment=1141848960000#c114184897162903644' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12299614316547649759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://todays-woman.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dont-even-know-your-last-name-but.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11063581.post-114132466426468233' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11063581/posts/default/114132466426468233' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11063581.post-114173726015963582</id><published>2006-03-07T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T05:14:00.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So many of my young patients are stuck in this tre...</title><summary type='text'>So many of my young patients are stuck in this trend. I worry for their self esteem and moreover, their sexuality in that they don't seem to know what their own needs are....they focus on the "other" and not themselves. &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Courtship is dead from my perspective. No romance....gone. Sad to me.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;~Deb</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11063581/114132466426468233/comments/default/114173726015963582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11063581/114132466426468233/comments/default/114173726015963582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todays-woman.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dont-even-know-your-last-name-but.html?showComment=1141737240000#c114173726015963582' title=''/><author><name>Dr. Deborah Serani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03862243998736248058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://todays-woman.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dont-even-know-your-last-name-but.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11063581.post-114132466426468233' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11063581/posts/default/114132466426468233' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11063581.post-114142172496627512</id><published>2006-03-03T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T13:35:00.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very interesting topic you bring up here.I don't t...</title><summary type='text'>Very interesting topic you bring up here.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;I don't think courtship is dead, just many people, especially teens and other in the "fun" stage of life, don't want it.  With so many options out there, and general life opportunities, it can be a pain to be in a relationship.  A relationship requires a lot of time and a certain amount of commitment that teens and other young people just aren't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11063581/114132466426468233/comments/default/114142172496627512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11063581/114132466426468233/comments/default/114142172496627512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todays-woman.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dont-even-know-your-last-name-but.html?showComment=1141421700000#c114142172496627512' title=''/><author><name>EATING POETRY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10739078565675029085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://todays-woman.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dont-even-know-your-last-name-but.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11063581.post-114132466426468233' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11063581/posts/default/114132466426468233' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>