<?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-5576598238538928318</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:15:51.802-07:00</updated><category term='Rambling'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='ethics'/><category term='Architecture'/><category term='personal'/><category term='Hobbies'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='justice'/><category term='vampires'/><category term='lamentations'/><category term='Polaroid'/><category term='dandelions'/><category term='Quote'/><category term='Pants'/><category term='to-do list'/><category term='Mentors'/><category term='memories'/><category term='Laundry'/><category term='Nintendo'/><category term='Humor'/><category term='Baked Goods'/><category term='Blogs'/><category term='Spring Cleaning'/><category term='canibalism'/><title type='text'>Epiphanies of a Voluptuous Hussy</title><subtitle type='html'>The musings and queries of a girl.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-1455717989242720554</id><published>2008-11-23T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T07:42:05.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move Number Twenty</title><summary type='text'>I'm packing. Again.You can locate me at my new address here...Ciao Bellas</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/1455717989242720554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=1455717989242720554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/1455717989242720554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/1455717989242720554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/11/move-number-twenty.html' title='Move Number Twenty'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-4730542437927080802</id><published>2008-11-17T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:49:38.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You want?</title><summary type='text'>SO apparently this is now a monthly ritual as opposed to an hourly one. Oh well, can't have everything I guess.It seems I've lost all semblance of a reader base, so this should be quite the echo when I post it to the cyber world. Let's see... what is new in the world of Brittany.I want to win a million dollars so I don't have to wake up in the middle of the night sweating profusely due to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/4730542437927080802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=4730542437927080802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/4730542437927080802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/4730542437927080802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-want.html' title='You want?'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-1362493568188418622</id><published>2008-10-19T17:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:06:45.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's back, back, back...</title><summary type='text'>So I'm not deceased. Or kidnapped, or any other reason that would suffice to explain why I haven't posted a blog since the beginning of September. Why the leave of absence, you ask?Life. It comes at you in so many ways, and I've been trying to enjoy each one.Updates: School is still super challenging - hence the reason I'm madly in love. Almost donw with the semester. Family is still struggling, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/1362493568188418622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=1362493568188418622' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/1362493568188418622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/1362493568188418622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/10/guess-whos-back-back-back.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back, back, back...'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-4854621153883445765</id><published>2008-09-03T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T20:03:41.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mantra for Architecture</title><summary type='text'>So I was checking out a few quotes I'd heard last year that I wanted to write in a quote book, and I stumbled upon this list. This Incomplete Manifesto by Bruce Mao is one that his studio applies to every single project they undertake in that creativity filled room they design in.As I read through them, I realized that they don't just apply to Architecture, the apply to any activity one could </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/4854621153883445765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=4854621153883445765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/4854621153883445765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/4854621153883445765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-mantra-for-architecture.html' title='My Mantra for Architecture'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-3329484564309237262</id><published>2008-08-25T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:39:09.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning of the End</title><summary type='text'>So school has begun again.Ah, that fickle thing I love to love, and hate... There's nothing like the night before the first day of school. I'm making resolutions. You know how most people wait until the first of January? I think I need some in smaller increments - like once a semester, or breakdown..List will ensue...Later.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/3329484564309237262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=3329484564309237262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/3329484564309237262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/3329484564309237262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/08/beginning-of-end.html' title='The Beginning of the End'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-6578307886139721211</id><published>2008-08-04T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T03:32:33.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...confusion</title><summary type='text'>So a friend of mine was reviewing my entire blog in one sitting because he didn't know it existed, and he shared something amusing with me.He said, and I quote, "You sound so confused about how confused you are." Such a simple observation, yet so profound.Hm.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/6578307886139721211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=6578307886139721211' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/6578307886139721211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/6578307886139721211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/08/confusion.html' title='...confusion'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-6949720297619014380</id><published>2008-08-03T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T00:12:15.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Santa Monica</title><summary type='text'>So I spent the majority of my time last night wandering around the ferris wheel at Santa Monica Pier hoping I wouldn't have to sleep on the beach. What a way to spend a night. The one time I'm not working and I have the opportunity to relax, I'm so tense I stress out the 2 year old kids who walk by close enough to realize I'm insane.Eventually I found a friend who was in town, regardless of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/6949720297619014380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=6949720297619014380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/6949720297619014380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/6949720297619014380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/08/lost-in-santa-monica.html' title='Lost in Santa Monica'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-8945341102083225824</id><published>2008-07-31T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T10:19:00.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><summary type='text'>So much for updates.If I said I simply haven't done anything interesting enough to participate in and report, I'd be a huge liar. This past month has been filled with so much... everything. Anticipation for the pending job; excitement to meet these students from all over the world; surprise at the new best friends I've made in Spain (come back soon); exhaustion from the 17 trips a day up and down</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/8945341102083225824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=8945341102083225824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/8945341102083225824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/8945341102083225824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/07/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-4248684966623905534</id><published>2008-07-03T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T16:17:57.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foreign Relations</title><summary type='text'>I am currently located in the computer lab sitting staring at a blank screen that I refuse to leave unless it's filled with the words I know I want to pour out. Life is moving by slowly, yet I can't remember when it became July.I am officially back where I am supposed to be. I'm not just in the California state boundaries, I am back at school. Living in a dorm room with not nearly enough space. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/4248684966623905534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=4248684966623905534' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/4248684966623905534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/4248684966623905534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/07/foreign-relations.html' title='Foreign Relations'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-7593716365941967434</id><published>2008-06-27T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T10:17:06.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deeper Trenches Lie Beneath</title><summary type='text'>The twin is moving. She just returned from a long visit to her friends in Oregon and sat down with Dandelion and I to inform us that being there changed so much about her perspective on life, love, and the pursuit of happiness and she's moving there. She's going to live with a friend's family, work at a preschool, and enjoy life out of the fast lane. This really is a bittersweet decision - for me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/7593716365941967434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=7593716365941967434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/7593716365941967434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/7593716365941967434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/06/deeper-trenches-lie-beneath.html' title='Deeper Trenches Lie Beneath'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-4028931054342614890</id><published>2008-06-26T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:50:04.128-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Redundance</title><summary type='text'>I need a new hobby. I've read all of my books and have found that by completing one book I will inevitably find a(n) author/subject/genre that inspires a need to read at least 5 more books. This is not healthy. Or helpful to my financial position in life. And who reads library books anyways? Not me. I hate it when they yell at me with those sophisticated glasses and mean voices that never seem to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/4028931054342614890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=4028931054342614890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/4028931054342614890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/4028931054342614890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/06/redundance.html' title='Redundance'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-5761257413550926152</id><published>2008-06-26T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:27:57.732-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mentors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><title type='text'>Glamorous Jade - Party of One</title><summary type='text'>I've spent a couple days with my best friend Dandelion now and I adore being with her because she makes me think. The first time I met her - before even asking her name - I said "You smile a lot. I like you. (turning to my other best friend) Can we adopt her?" I was under the mistaken impression that just because she was younger she would be almost like a younger version of us, or maybe she'd </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/5761257413550926152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=5761257413550926152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/5761257413550926152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/5761257413550926152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/06/glamorous-jade-party-of-one.html' title='Glamorous Jade - Party of One'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-2578069367443854969</id><published>2008-06-26T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T08:14:49.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Epiphany</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever had a moment where you simply come to the conclusion that, regardless of how you truly feel about yourself, that's what you got, what you're stuck with? I have.I came to the realization that no matter how much I don't want to be some things, or how much I wish I were others, some things in life are non-negotiable. Like life has this 'no returns' policy, with or without receipt. For </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/2578069367443854969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=2578069367443854969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/2578069367443854969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/2578069367443854969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-epiphany.html' title='My Epiphany'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-1037499647128825715</id><published>2008-06-25T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T10:57:36.110-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to-do list'/><title type='text'>Claims Laid Upon Me</title><summary type='text'>So I'm sitting here after 3 cups of coffee and I realize just how many things I've told myself I would do today. Cut to me searching for a pen and a piece of paper to make a to-do list. Then I thought, "I have a perfectly useful blog within reach of my fingertips - Use it!" Hence I'm posting my list for all of you to avoid reading. -Tweak my blog to suit my taste better. -Add links to other blogs</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/1037499647128825715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=1037499647128825715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/1037499647128825715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/1037499647128825715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/06/claims-laid-upon-me.html' title='Claims Laid Upon Me'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-1337042353997025183</id><published>2008-06-25T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T08:59:31.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Cleaning'/><title type='text'>Flowers and Coffee.</title><summary type='text'>So much better than flowers and candy. Although I do have some of that with me as well. Hershey's kisses to be exact - and the best part is my dandelion doesn't like chocolate so there is no risk of anyone stealing them. Unless the twin drops by. Then I'm screwed. It is currently 8:54 am and I am sitting in a place full of tantalizing smells and sounds. The best place one could go, especially </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/1337042353997025183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=1337042353997025183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/1337042353997025183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/1337042353997025183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/06/flowers-and-coffee.html' title='Flowers and Coffee.'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-5065979619945613070</id><published>2008-06-22T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T00:10:35.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leavin' On a Jet Plane</title><summary type='text'>Or so they say. It's a figure of speech.In an hour I am driving to the airport. One of my favorite places, but unfortunately you can't live there. At least, that's what i got out of The Terminal.  So I am coming home. Joy for me!!!!See ya'll soon  =)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/5065979619945613070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=5065979619945613070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/5065979619945613070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/5065979619945613070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/06/leavin-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leavin&apos; On a Jet Plane'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-3103420700572115293</id><published>2008-06-21T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T12:38:19.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missouri is Drowning</title><summary type='text'>All the rain we've been getting over the past couple of months - the rain my family SWORE wasn't supposed to last this long? (liars) - doesn't really have anywhere to go, so it's decided to flood the streets of St. Louis. Sadly, the only things obstructed are the casino boats which is probably a good thing for me since I tend to lose things - besides money.So yeah, packing up my life right now. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/3103420700572115293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=3103420700572115293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/3103420700572115293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/3103420700572115293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/06/missouri-is-drowning.html' title='Missouri is Drowning'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SF1St5EwX2I/AAAAAAAAABc/HoShRrRcGoI/s72-c/DSC09179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-2144327607928716983</id><published>2008-06-19T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:19:30.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knows anymore</title><summary type='text'>So much for that whole "every day" update thing. Oh well. I come home soon. 3 days to be exact.  Woo and hoo and all that jazz right?SO I have said my goodbyes to those that I hold dear here - except the rents of course. That one will definitely be tough. I won't be back until Thanksgiving. That's forever away. Like November. That's like....hold on....I almost got it....5 months!!!!Wanna read a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/2144327607928716983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=2144327607928716983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/2144327607928716983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/2144327607928716983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/06/who-knows-anymore.html' title='Who knows anymore'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SFtYsRBx85I/AAAAAAAAABU/feW0TXX3rIE/s72-c/DSC09008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-1054015678705877348</id><published>2008-06-14T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T00:11:29.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love ETC...</title><summary type='text'>love: noun, verb (loved, loving) -  1. a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person  2. sexual passion or desire  3. an intense emotional attachmentAll courtesy of dictionary.comThere. Now that we all understand the possible definitions of the word: I love coffee. And my cat. But mostly coffee.:)Another photograph of mine that follows the love theme...By the by, I am being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/1054015678705877348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=1054015678705877348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/1054015678705877348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/1054015678705877348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-etc.html' title='Love ETC...'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SFS6ITcdMzI/AAAAAAAAABE/SIXvjRfSQxk/s72-c/DSC08615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-2674107745512227518</id><published>2008-06-13T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T22:03:04.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baked Goods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laundry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nintendo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Sans Pants</title><summary type='text'>First hilarious comment of the day:Cupcake, cookie and I (the sisters) are sitting in the living room at 1pm - still in pajamas, of course - playing Super Mario Bros. 3 on my super cool old school Nintendo. Cupcake is playing for the first time in years, although this is no excuse...Me: OH! This is the ice level where you can just slide down and kill all the turtle shell thingies. Just push down!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/2674107745512227518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=2674107745512227518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/2674107745512227518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/2674107745512227518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-hilarious-comment-of-day-cupcake.html' title='Sans Pants'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-3089880134593424009</id><published>2008-06-12T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T15:11:25.527-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ethics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justice'/><title type='text'>Virtuous Allegations</title><summary type='text'>Last night I was chatting with my good friend Dandelion and in the conversation we started talking about her Introduction to Philosophy course. It's a hybrid online course and only 8 weeks long. Kinda short, and hard to grasp certain things in that time frame, but she happens to be one of those super intelligent, I-work-in-a-coffee-shop, gorgeous types, so of course it works for her. Out of mere </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/3089880134593424009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=3089880134593424009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/3089880134593424009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/3089880134593424009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/06/virtuous-allegations.html' title='Virtuous Allegations'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-8763712336670618508</id><published>2008-06-11T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T06:45:18.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Catch Up</title><summary type='text'>I'm just plain behind. You'd think with all the free time I have here in the good ol' midwest there would be a new post every day, maybe even 2 a day. I'm just a slacker at heart I guess. It doesn't help that I was browsing the blog of my lovely new friend Chelsea. I mean, I know she lives quite the life, and I don't exactly have much to report on, but the envy of her skill is simply not going to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/8763712336670618508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=8763712336670618508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/8763712336670618508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/8763712336670618508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/06/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing Catch Up'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-3498630446257492324</id><published>2008-06-04T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:14:14.309-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dandelions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Dandelion Snow</title><summary type='text'>So I'm riding in the car the other day while my dad drove me around (happens a lot these days) and we happened to drive past this field/meadow thing. Aside from the fact that I'd never see any substantial amount of green in LA, I was caught off guard. There was this little girl, no more than 6 years old, who was dancing around. And she stooped to pick up a dandelion and proceeded to blow its </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/3498630446257492324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=3498630446257492324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/3498630446257492324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/3498630446257492324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/06/dandelion-snow.html' title='Dandelion Snow'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-5898048275974587547</id><published>2008-05-31T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T04:22:29.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And boredom ensues..</title><summary type='text'>So apparently Kiss is a fan of Condoleezza Rice? Go figure. Interesting article.I'm planning a trip. My friend Morgan and I want to go somewhere, like on a train. Somewhere that takes a day to get there and that we can spend some time hanging out in, running around. San Francisco and Seattle have been suggested. Oh well, we have a couple of weeks. I'll update as I know more. And any suggestions </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/5898048275974587547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=5898048275974587547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/5898048275974587547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/5898048275974587547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-boredom-ensues.html' title='And boredom ensues..'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-6232910549757461169</id><published>2008-05-26T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T01:54:50.999-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canibalism'/><title type='text'>Investigation of Intellectual Subjects.. Or Simply Curiosity...</title><summary type='text'>How sad! Sydney Pollack died this week. Great movies. I remember watching that scene in "The Way We Were" where Barbara Streisand calls her husband and tells him that even though they've broken up she really needs someone and if he could just come over... Powerful scene.So I watched Silence of the Lambs tonight. I am enthralled by the character of Hannibal Lecter. Even though Anthony Hopkins only</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/6232910549757461169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=6232910549757461169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/6232910549757461169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/6232910549757461169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/05/investigation-of-intellectual-subjects.html' title='Investigation of Intellectual Subjects.. Or Simply Curiosity...'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-3460150096727518375</id><published>2008-05-25T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T01:30:03.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings of the morning/night.</title><summary type='text'>Vulnerability is simply breathtaking.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/3460150096727518375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=3460150096727518375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/3460150096727518375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/3460150096727518375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/05/ramblings-of-morningnight.html' title='Ramblings of the morning/night.'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-6500703923096389587</id><published>2008-05-24T18:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T01:16:53.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lamentations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>21 and Invincible</title><summary type='text'>Currently located in the kitchen, I've decided to make macaroni &amp; cheese. Partially cause I love it, and partially cause it's the easiest thing to make for the siblings and I - parent date night. I poured myself a smidgen of wine to help in tasting the pasta and my mind immediately drifted.I'm feeling very contemplative. Maybe nostalgic is a better word. Then again, maybe analytical is more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/6500703923096389587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=6500703923096389587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/6500703923096389587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/6500703923096389587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/05/21-and-invincible.html' title='21 and Invincible'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-2314478282549790953</id><published>2008-05-23T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T01:27:48.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angles</title><summary type='text'>Well, on Wednesday morning, I dragged my butt outta bed around... 8am. That's about 6am my time, by the way. Why? Cause I decided that I wanted to be an architecture interested person and visit a nearby residence in Kirkwood, MO that was designed by none other than Frank Lloyd Wright, the all American architect.So mi madre and I arrive at the parking lot that the tour group is meeting in, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/2314478282549790953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=2314478282549790953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/2314478282549790953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/2314478282549790953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/05/angles.html' title='Angles'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SDaAYqXyFTI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fWfn3T7L-Q4/s72-c/DSC08577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-8554287827245975683</id><published>2008-05-19T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T16:11:39.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Summer in St. Louis</title><summary type='text'>St. Louis...... "Gateway to the West", the STL, the "Mound City", the Home of the Cardinals, and......the place I have been banished to for the next 6 weeks of my life. Well, maybe banished is too strong of a word. After all, it's not that bad here. Actually, I am quite enjoying the culture. Between the baseball games at a beautiful new stadium, the green things EVERYWHERE, and the immense amount</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/8554287827245975683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=8554287827245975683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/8554287827245975683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/8554287827245975683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/05/summer-in-st-louis.html' title='A Summer in St. Louis'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SDIDS46RGlI/AAAAAAAAAAg/kVFDzFo9h7Q/s72-c/DSC08543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-1461988552037461650</id><published>2008-05-17T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T03:05:26.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unpredictability and chocolate.</title><summary type='text'>So I've been rather busy tonight. Er... this morning. Just to warn you I'm rather ADD at the moment. Bear with me...Found my future kitchen...thingies... I'm totally gonna find some kid to draw me a picture to make my kitchen cabinets out of. Anyone have a kid I can borrow?I organized my bookmarks too. So I can find everything without having to type it all in. So much effort!Oohhh,and I checked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/1461988552037461650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=1461988552037461650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/1461988552037461650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/1461988552037461650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/05/unpredictability-and-chocolate.html' title='Unpredictability and chocolate.'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-998933006413328875</id><published>2008-05-15T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T03:08:21.041-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Architecture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>Food for thought</title><summary type='text'>"We live on a curious diet of harmlessness alternating with catastrophe."- Rem Koolhaas, "In Search of Authenticity," in The Endless City, edited by Ricky Burdett and Deyan Sudjic (Phaidon, 2008).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/998933006413328875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=998933006413328875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/998933006413328875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/998933006413328875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/05/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for thought'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-6398505049421316213</id><published>2008-05-10T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T23:01:25.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the journey home...</title><summary type='text'>As I gripped the armrest during the turbulence and storm on the flight to St. Louis, I found myself getting a little emotional. I hadn't seen my family for at least a month, 3 for my mother. And although California was calling my name as that surf and sand covered land tends to do, I still couldn't wait to get off the plane and see the people I tried so hard to get away from as a teenager. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/6398505049421316213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=6398505049421316213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/6398505049421316213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/6398505049421316213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/05/journey-home.html' title='the journey home...'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-4441491948771757055</id><published>2008-05-05T07:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T02:37:29.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mixed Tape</title><summary type='text'>Has anyone ever wondered what happened to the mixed tape (or in our generation's case - the mixed cd or iPod playlist)? I found myself wanting to craft one of these fickle creations last night, and found that it isn't quite as easy as it might sound...So of course the first thing I did was look it up. I found out as much history as I could about this long lost art, as well as the many lists of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/4441491948771757055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=4441491948771757055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/4441491948771757055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/4441491948771757055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/05/mixed-tape.html' title='The Mixed Tape'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-4515228446643036557</id><published>2008-04-22T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T14:08:40.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Architecture</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever doubted that which is supposed to be untouchable?The one thing that is deemed indestructible in your life should never be threatened. Architecture is my thing. It needs to be safe again. Untouchable. Indestructible....At least for now. God save us.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/4515228446643036557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=4515228446643036557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/4515228446643036557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/4515228446643036557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/04/architecture.html' title='Architecture'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-8661847615881084872</id><published>2008-04-17T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T16:44:32.322-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambling'/><title type='text'>Indifference</title><summary type='text'>So I feel like I have so much to say.  Yet I sit down and stare at the flickering computer screen and draw a blank - with words (or lack thereof). How can I describe this feeling to you and be sure you understand it? I know my vocabulary isn't quite as elementary as it appears right now, and I've been known to convey my idea to another convincingly on more than one previous occasion - so what's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/8661847615881084872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=8661847615881084872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/8661847615881084872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/8661847615881084872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/04/indifference.html' title='Indifference'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-5205994735827684521</id><published>2008-04-17T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T15:41:09.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Polaroid'/><title type='text'>Polaroid</title><summary type='text'>I love photography. Enough said. Peace.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/5205994735827684521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=5205994735827684521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/5205994735827684521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/5205994735827684521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-photography.html' title='Polaroid'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAdyvyAht3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/SFEBPOA1AfA/s72-c/animation-1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-5188492857048726375</id><published>2008-04-17T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T00:20:59.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Way Ticket</title><summary type='text'>I have a one way plane ticket to St. Louis.Not that I'm not coming back.. I mean, of course I'm coming back for school next fall. I just don't know when I'm coming back, if it's gonna be mid-summer, or in August like everyone else. It's a bittersweet feeling - one way I get to spend the summer with my amazing family (I miss my mom) and the other I get to enjoy California without being in school </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/5188492857048726375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=5188492857048726375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/5188492857048726375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/5188492857048726375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-way-ticket.html' title='One Way Ticket'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5576598238538928318.post-3152470364128769208</id><published>2008-04-16T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T09:36:53.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mantra</title><summary type='text'>So this is the person that I've become through all of the strife, the pain, the happiness, the joy, the innumerable blessings, the let-downs, the surprises, and everything else in between. I like to view this at-times-satisfying life with a glass half full in one hand and a guide to aesthetics in the other. I believe that while even your best friend will occasionally let you down, those are the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/feeds/3152470364128769208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5576598238538928318&amp;postID=3152470364128769208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/3152470364128769208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5576598238538928318/posts/default/3152470364128769208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanysky.blogspot.com/2008/04/mantra.html' title='Mantra'/><author><name>Brittany Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04444299029392668096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_waoK0pMgAQM/SAYvFSAht1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BHeKvw-a1bk/S220/DSC04016.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
