<?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-3854443167587546609</id><updated>2011-09-25T16:56:25.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Britt's Bitts</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lilypie.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bn.lilypie.com/6bgDm4.png" alt="Lilypie Next Birthday Ticker" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-7685187542772499064</id><published>2010-12-26T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T18:05:09.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>trip to Santa Barbara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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Those were a bit uncomfortable, but totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TM4ULv7sr7I/AAAAAAAAAT0/p9NBuFS6-I4/s1600/IMG_0809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TM4ULv7sr7I/AAAAAAAAAT0/p9NBuFS6-I4/s400/IMG_0809.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534383184162893746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously, I had a lot of fun with this costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TM4ULainUdI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ja0CPzgwy9I/s1600/IMG_0803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TM4ULainUdI/AAAAAAAAATs/Ja0CPzgwy9I/s400/IMG_0803.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534383178420539858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cops LOVED Dales' War Machine costume. They pulled over to the side of the road just to get a look at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TM4ULFlsTKI/AAAAAAAAATk/GXI3KjYi5qQ/s1600/IMG_0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TM4ULFlsTKI/AAAAAAAAATk/GXI3KjYi5qQ/s400/IMG_0782.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534383172796304546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;War Machine and Tyrone from Chappelle Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TM4UK6-A-UI/AAAAAAAAATc/wvBuY7cEj70/s1600/IMG_0779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TM4UK6-A-UI/AAAAAAAAATc/wvBuY7cEj70/s400/IMG_0779.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534383169945532738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the Ladies! (My Award-Winning Mrs. Santa Claus outfit, Silk Spectre, and Lyla from Jonah Hex)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TM4UKaXCCwI/AAAAAAAAATU/k3vv3nHxNa0/s1600/IMG_0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TM4UKaXCCwI/AAAAAAAAATU/k3vv3nHxNa0/s400/IMG_0769.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534383161192090370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-1771468959965773707?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1771468959965773707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=1771468959965773707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1771468959965773707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1771468959965773707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween.html' title='HALLOWEEN!!!!!'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TM4ULv7sr7I/AAAAAAAAAT0/p9NBuFS6-I4/s72-c/IMG_0809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-992225747611646670</id><published>2010-10-18T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T21:14:42.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Instead of Skydiving, I went ZIPLINING!!</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, I am sorry I haven't posted anything new in a long time. I go through phases, it's very normal. Second, I went ziplining last week and it was so much fun! My only gripes (is that a word?) is that I wish there more zips and I wish they were longer zips. Here are a few pics. This zip place is west of Austin and absolutely beautiful to be in and peaceful. I went with a group of girls from work who I was happy to see also enjoy themselves. I'm hoping to start doing more excited things like this in the future, I just need people to do it with me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TLyq4G8-i3I/AAAAAAAAATM/FE4Dj9sL3bU/s1600/IMG_0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TLyq4G8-i3I/AAAAAAAAATM/FE4Dj9sL3bU/s400/IMG_0683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529482323419892594"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TLyq3o4rRBI/AAAAAAAAATE/nPnmyWoEB3A/s1600/IMG_0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TLyq3o4rRBI/AAAAAAAAATE/nPnmyWoEB3A/s400/IMG_0665.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529482315348788242"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TLyq3Q0C06I/AAAAAAAAAS8/Bwx1d882TJk/s1600/IMG_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TLyq3Q0C06I/AAAAAAAAAS8/Bwx1d882TJk/s400/IMG_0651.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529482308886909858"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TLyq2x5KJpI/AAAAAAAAAS0/an1vBhartic/s1600/IMG_0650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TLyq2x5KJpI/AAAAAAAAAS0/an1vBhartic/s400/IMG_0650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529482300586862226"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TLyq2h0yIbI/AAAAAAAAASs/dwazxw-sRxA/s1600/IMG_0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TLyq2h0yIbI/AAAAAAAAASs/dwazxw-sRxA/s400/IMG_0649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529482296273543602"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a video my friend took of me zipping....sorry it's sideways but it's not that difficult to tilt your head to the side to watch it, so don't complain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e1e3dd481f60a5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D00e1e3dd481f60a5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331397298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7A411E3509278570E3843B615D50ECABEA213507.3B39EAEE76EFC8A890B30573C43AD58D2D5B30EB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De1e3dd481f60a5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-pVRmMUCndnDb840okRdju1FZvc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D00e1e3dd481f60a5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331397298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7A411E3509278570E3843B615D50ECABEA213507.3B39EAEE76EFC8A890B30573C43AD58D2D5B30EB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De1e3dd481f60a5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-pVRmMUCndnDb840okRdju1FZvc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-992225747611646670?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/992225747611646670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=992225747611646670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/992225747611646670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/992225747611646670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/10/instead-of-skydiving-i-went-ziplining.html' title='Instead of Skydiving, I went ZIPLINING!!'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TLyq4G8-i3I/AAAAAAAAATM/FE4Dj9sL3bU/s72-c/IMG_0683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-5435459136622692290</id><published>2010-07-13T20:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T20:35:11.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skydiving</title><content type='html'>So, I'm going to go skydiving soon....probably real soon. Anyone want to come out here and do it with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-5435459136622692290?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5435459136622692290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=5435459136622692290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5435459136622692290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5435459136622692290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/07/skydiving.html' title='Skydiving'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-8660492838277804743</id><published>2010-06-09T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T18:00:39.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom.....</title><content type='html'>I just received an email from the guy I ordered your birthday present from (back in April) saying he forgot to send it waaaaay back in the day.....so he sent you two!! Happy Belated birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-8660492838277804743?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8660492838277804743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=8660492838277804743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/8660492838277804743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/8660492838277804743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/06/mom.html' title='Mom.....'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-1676791551339834001</id><published>2010-06-08T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T18:08:22.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a sad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TA7n-PLWbtI/AAAAAAAAASc/55fsUZ8jyKI/s1600/IMG_0418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TA7n-PLWbtI/AAAAAAAAASc/55fsUZ8jyKI/s400/IMG_0418.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480572852968517330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've somewhat enjoyed this birds nest that has mysteriously showed up on my porch. And I mean somewhat because where there's birds, there's birds**t. Sorry for such foul language but when the pile gets THAT big....it's S**T. I woke up this morning, opened up the blinds for Rusty to enjoy the day and noticed.....a dead baby bird. You can see it in the picture as the gray blob. Needless to say, I got teary eyed since I've let this family of birds occupy my porch and crap on my rug, I've grown to love them. Why? Because they choose ME! Anyway....it destroyed the beginning of my workday. And now I'm letting this sad news destroy the rest of YOUR day. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, P.S.....when I noticed the bird's nest, I also noticed the Hornets Nest....needless to say, the hornets nest was gone in two days. I guess they get along huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TA7n9Vb1QGI/AAAAAAAAASU/-7n6VxmkP1A/s1600/IMG_0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TA7n9Vb1QGI/AAAAAAAAASU/-7n6VxmkP1A/s400/IMG_0415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480572837468389474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TA7n82HlcYI/AAAAAAAAASM/QmrSXIUlX7o/s1600/IMG_0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TA7n82HlcYI/AAAAAAAAASM/QmrSXIUlX7o/s400/IMG_0414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480572829061968258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-1676791551339834001?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1676791551339834001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=1676791551339834001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1676791551339834001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1676791551339834001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-was-sad-day.html' title='It was a sad day'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TA7n-PLWbtI/AAAAAAAAASc/55fsUZ8jyKI/s72-c/IMG_0418.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-5811483830438852445</id><published>2010-06-07T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T18:10:24.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free stuff is so awesome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TA2YcMmM4TI/AAAAAAAAASE/Qj7swRwnvt0/s1600/velvet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TA2YcMmM4TI/AAAAAAAAASE/Qj7swRwnvt0/s400/velvet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480203931764973874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last week, Tascha and I went shopping at Victoria's Secret and right before I got into line to purchase an awesome new swimsuit top, Tascha takes me to the perfume section to show me the new, and slightly expensive Blackberry perfume. As we are standing there spraying ourselves, some creepy old dude, possibly in his mid-60's comes up to us and asks our opinion on which perfume to purchase his girlfriend. We explain to him that new one we were testing out was pretty good and he just continues to talk to us, which is when Natascha walks away because she feels uncomfortable. However, I stuck around alittle bit to help him out with his product purchases. He then states, "I'll take one for me and one for you!" as he points to me. Then, as I was smelling some massage lotion, he asks if it smelled good, to which I said it was pretty good, so he bought me that too!!!! I walked out of that store with $55 worth of stuff. Let me just add that it was probably the most awkward 10 minutes of my entire life because the guy was soooooo weird, but whatever. As I was walking out of the store/trying to escape the twilight zone, he started to follow me to the door and kept telling me how pretty I was. I just smiled and said thank you, then ran to another store leaving Natascha in Victorias Secret. Free stuff is so awesome!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-5811483830438852445?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5811483830438852445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=5811483830438852445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5811483830438852445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5811483830438852445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/06/free-stuff-is-so-awesome.html' title='Free stuff is so awesome!'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/TA2YcMmM4TI/AAAAAAAAASE/Qj7swRwnvt0/s72-c/velvet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-1682692696590994445</id><published>2010-05-26T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T05:36:58.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the Point?</title><content type='html'>Last night after work, I went running with Tim (Hawkins) around Town Lake here in Austin which is something he and I like doing every once in awhile. It's real nice to run around the beautiful lake in the evening when it's starting to cool down, however, you just have to dodge the millions of gnats. I get one in my mouth/teeth every single time. We ended up running 4 miles, which for me was awesome....but I wanted to die in the end. My question is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S_0UYQr3CPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/JF5sdkyJOIE/s1600/3598605306_b86fca4949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S_0UYQr3CPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/JF5sdkyJOIE/s400/3598605306_b86fca4949.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475555128980736242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is it about running your butt off that makes you want to eat a juicy, delicious cheeseburger with lettuce, tomato, mayo, pickles, and mustard??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S_0UYCgkjmI/AAAAAAAAAR0/EH5QOobiOz4/s1600/dans-600x399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S_0UYCgkjmI/AAAAAAAAAR0/EH5QOobiOz4/s400/dans-600x399.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475555125175291490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After running, I convinced Tim to go with me to Dan's Hamburgers, this local burger place here. And it was.....AWESOME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With curly fries on the side and a large Barqs Root Beer. I'm sure however many calories I just ran off, I replaced double time with this hankerin for a cheeseburger. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is pretty awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-1682692696590994445?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1682692696590994445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=1682692696590994445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1682692696590994445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1682692696590994445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/05/so.html' title='What&apos;s the Point?'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S_0UYQr3CPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/JF5sdkyJOIE/s72-c/3598605306_b86fca4949.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-1882879486613771141</id><published>2010-05-24T18:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T19:03:28.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not you, it's me.</title><content type='html'>I'm through with Chuck. It just got too cheesy. I hate that I'm feeling this way because Chuck is one of the coolest guys ever....but his sister annoys the crap out of me. Also, there isn't enough Captain Awesome, more of him, preferably with his shirt off couldn't hurt. So long Chuck. It's been a good run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S_svyy3kBaI/AAAAAAAAARs/MgLv3ZAPwds/s1600/chuck-L-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S_svyy3kBaI/AAAAAAAAARs/MgLv3ZAPwds/s400/chuck-L-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475022321693754786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-1882879486613771141?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1882879486613771141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=1882879486613771141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1882879486613771141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1882879486613771141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-not-you-its-me.html' title='It&apos;s not you, it&apos;s me.'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S_svyy3kBaI/AAAAAAAAARs/MgLv3ZAPwds/s72-c/chuck-L-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-2575317999320620933</id><published>2010-05-23T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T09:18:43.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S_lVPubdi_I/AAAAAAAAARk/pd5-jvFka74/s1600/IMG_0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S_lVPubdi_I/AAAAAAAAARk/pd5-jvFka74/s400/IMG_0122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474500550695160818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look closely. its a mouse on a cat on a dog. oh austin, how u amuse me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-2575317999320620933?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2575317999320620933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=2575317999320620933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/2575317999320620933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/2575317999320620933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/05/look-closely.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S_lVPubdi_I/AAAAAAAAARk/pd5-jvFka74/s72-c/IMG_0122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-2572435475829405118</id><published>2010-05-22T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T10:45:17.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S_gWfG1Z9eI/AAAAAAAAARc/LlDZn-FMWWw/s1600/IMG_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S_gWfG1Z9eI/AAAAAAAAARc/LlDZn-FMWWw/s400/IMG_0061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474150070735205858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pic I forgot I took of Rusty at the park next to our old house at Keesler AFB. Mom and I stopped by the old "neighborhood" on the way to Austin and saw that our neighborhood was no longer. They replaced it with brand new awesome base housing. Even though it was nice to see the base and the park, I really wanted to see our old house. So mom and I went to the park to play and eat. We stayed as long as we could until the No-See-Ums pushed us out. They were awful!! Anyway, although Rusty did very well on the long three day drive, I'm sure he really needed to run around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, as I type this, a commercial for the series premier of Mall Cops:Mall of America is on tv....I"M SO EXCITED!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-2572435475829405118?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2572435475829405118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=2572435475829405118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/2572435475829405118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/2572435475829405118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-pic-i-forgot-i-took-of-rusty-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S_gWfG1Z9eI/AAAAAAAAARc/LlDZn-FMWWw/s72-c/IMG_0061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-4396119325239520460</id><published>2010-05-11T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T13:22:21.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Man 2!!</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, my friend Dale and I (I call him Gayle sometimes) went to see Iron Man 2. Of course, growing up with Lt. Col Gregory Young, I had him meet me at the theater 45 minutes....which I didn't know was too early, but apparently it was. The theater wasn't even cleaned up after the previous movie yet. So to pass the time until we could go sit down, Gayle and I went to go play some Air Hockey. We put the dollar in quarters in the machine, but nothing happened. After some mini-investigation, we saw it was turned off. And Gayle, being the dude he is, crawls on his knees underneath the table and turned it on. Then we put another dollar in, but no puck comes out. We then concluded that the game was turned off for a reason.....lack of puck. Gayle wants to give up and go sit down, but I didn't want two dollars to go to waste. of course. So i go find a manager and I say, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, the air hockey game stole dollars from me."&lt;br /&gt;and he says, &lt;br /&gt;"Well, looks like you just lost two bucks."&lt;br /&gt;and I say,&lt;br /&gt;"No. It looks like I just gained some free Popcorn."&lt;br /&gt;"You want some free popcorn?"&lt;br /&gt;"I want free anything."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay i'll get you some popcorn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Score, direct hit. Too bad right before I got the free popcorn, I bought a hot dog and nachos. And I don't even like popcorn!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the movie....IT WAS AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!   I didn't like Scarlett JOhannson all that much but I have decided I'm going to be the Black Widow for Halloween. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S-mU3OgboII/AAAAAAAAARU/WvsWtEjkQfk/s1600/widow060606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S-mU3OgboII/AAAAAAAAARU/WvsWtEjkQfk/s400/widow060606.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470066898926018690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-4396119325239520460?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4396119325239520460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=4396119325239520460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/4396119325239520460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/4396119325239520460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/05/iron-man-2.html' title='Iron Man 2!!'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S-mU3OgboII/AAAAAAAAARU/WvsWtEjkQfk/s72-c/widow060606.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-804497826896504903</id><published>2010-04-08T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T08:16:03.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuttering Stylist!!!</title><content type='html'>I went to a Beauty School yesterday for a $7 haircut...yes $7....not a typo. And of all the people in the school and of all the people in the world....I GET THE STUTTERER. She didn't just stutter....she  took minutes to get out full sentences. And when she would get frustrated, she started spitting from all the stuttering. She needs her own documentary!!!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that scence in Return to Oz where the Wheeler was talking about Princess Mombi but couldn't get her name out, he just went "MmmmommMMoooommMMMmmmmBI!!!" IT WAS LIKE THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-804497826896504903?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/804497826896504903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=804497826896504903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/804497826896504903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/804497826896504903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/04/stuttering-stylist.html' title='Stuttering Stylist!!!'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-7430447798290421102</id><published>2010-04-04T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T19:42:09.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas present from JapanLand</title><content type='html'>I finally got around to putting up the Japanese Wall paintings(?) is that was they are called? Anyway, the match my new couch perfectly! I just freakin love it! Thanks Tyler and Anna:)  by the way, putting it up? PAIN IN THE BUTT. but totally worth the measuring and all the math. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S7lNe6iLlEI/AAAAAAAAAQo/MtwO9TRuolA/s1600/IMG_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S7lNe6iLlEI/AAAAAAAAAQo/MtwO9TRuolA/s400/IMG_0166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456477617040102466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-7430447798290421102?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7430447798290421102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=7430447798290421102' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/7430447798290421102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/7430447798290421102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-christmas-present-for-japanland.html' title='My Christmas present from JapanLand'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S7lNe6iLlEI/AAAAAAAAAQo/MtwO9TRuolA/s72-c/IMG_0166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-7555794570823762746</id><published>2010-04-04T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T19:38:06.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rusty's new comfort zone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S7lM72fQOSI/AAAAAAAAAQg/g07o7ML-RDw/s1600/IMG_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S7lM72fQOSI/AAAAAAAAAQg/g07o7ML-RDw/s400/IMG_0117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456477014658660642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S7lM7XV0dYI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Da6ZqZk3rNs/s1600/IMG_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S7lM7XV0dYI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Da6ZqZk3rNs/s400/IMG_0116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456477006297593218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I was sitting at my desk and looked around for Rusty not know where he was. Starting to get alittle worried, I stood up to go look for him and he was here! under my computer chair! What a little goober.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-7555794570823762746?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7555794570823762746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=7555794570823762746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/7555794570823762746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/7555794570823762746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/04/rustys-new-comfort-zone.html' title='Rusty&apos;s new comfort zone'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S7lM72fQOSI/AAAAAAAAAQg/g07o7ML-RDw/s72-c/IMG_0117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-6213434516475910950</id><published>2010-03-12T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T08:32:26.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philadelphia Freedom</title><content type='html'>I'm free from the city that I OhSo Love but also OhSo need a nice long break from. I have been realizing that Philadelphia and I were in a reckloose, fun but abusive relationship. Phil and I loved eachother, but also loathed eachother at the same time. I also had a apartment that I hated but loved. The mice sucked. Not having a dishwasher sucked. The endless amounts of dust, no heating in the winter/no cooling the summer also sucked. But I loved the area and I loved my backyard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss my friends. Marisa and Britt are two of the coolest people I have ever met and I'm happy they have let me into their lives with open arms. Bryan, Rusty and I will miss you....until we meet again. Until then, Austin here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-6213434516475910950?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6213434516475910950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=6213434516475910950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/6213434516475910950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/6213434516475910950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/03/philadelphia-freedom.html' title='Philadelphia Freedom'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-4117854773342196338</id><published>2010-03-02T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:11:40.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving to Austin update</title><content type='html'>So everyone knows I'm moving to Austin right? Right. I have pretty much 70% of my things all packed up and ready to be picked up by the movers that are coming next thursday afternoon (the 11th). I'm extremely happy with myself for getting as much done as I have no early on in the process. The bad part is, when someone comes over to look at the apartment, it's nothing but boxes and walls full of spackled holes (yes I did spackle, no messy!) Today I was woken up from a deep slumber at 4pm (I worked last night)by a knock at the door and Rusty freaking out. It was one of the Spanish mainentance guys that works for my landlord that wanted to take a look around the place since he was interested in renting it out. I was so glad at that point that I had recently cleaned up for some other interested lookers. We get to the bedroom...very clean with nothing on the floor except...MY BRA. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S436V-WPqVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/DtNr1IbY1Pw/s1600-h/AAAAAvNFm7kAAAAAAFsufA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S436V-WPqVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/DtNr1IbY1Pw/s400/AAAAAvNFm7kAAAAAAFsufA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444282779981293906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very cute. I didn't waste time kicking it over since he walked in the room first and me trying to get rid of it would only bring attention to my pink polka dot bra. What can you do?!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S437Nd9w6CI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/YSv55SU-ZQ8/s1600-h/Dog-Diarrhea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S437Nd9w6CI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/YSv55SU-ZQ8/s400/Dog-Diarrhea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444283733361354786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also so happy that I had Febrezed the crap out of the place since when I got home from work, Rusty had planted loads and loads of diarrhea all over my dining room causing the apartment to smell like, well, diarrhea. Normally I would just cleaned it up, washed the rug and thats that. And why does Rusty have awful diarrhea you ask? Well because he ate some days-old frozen pepperonies someone threw in my backyard that Rusty dug out from the snow. Thats why! I CAN'T WAIT TO LEAVE THIS PLACE!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Antimicrobial Febreze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I am quite excited for the 3-day roadtrip with mom. I already purchased a macbook car charger so that we can watch movies all day long! (mom it's coming in the mail soon to be arriving at your house.) I was complimented recently on how "organized" I was about my packing. That's all mom. When labeling boxes, I'm resisting writing the word "stuff" after everything. Remember Dad? electrical stuff, cleaning stuff....well if you don't, I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-4117854773342196338?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4117854773342196338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=4117854773342196338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/4117854773342196338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/4117854773342196338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/03/moving-to-austin-update.html' title='Moving to Austin update'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/S436V-WPqVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/DtNr1IbY1Pw/s72-c/AAAAAvNFm7kAAAAAAFsufA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-1901556144166074907</id><published>2010-02-14T15:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T15:56:56.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted....</title><content type='html'>Anyone have an extra Wii Sensor Bar?? A stupid mouse chewed through mine behind my entertainment center. I hope that mouse died of electric shock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was sooo looking forward to playing World of Goo tonight!!!!! Dang it!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-1901556144166074907?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1901556144166074907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=1901556144166074907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1901556144166074907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1901556144166074907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/02/wanted.html' title='Wanted....'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-1553040263872238848</id><published>2010-01-20T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T00:01:44.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a few months....slacking off is one of my favorite qualities</title><content type='html'>This is Clara getting ready to see the Dophine Show at the aquarium in Hachinohe (is that right Anna?) She signs water and baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-93d92e46e299711" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D093d92e46e299711%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331397298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7EDD7F9F0941A93F5D97665E1EC6EF6F1DEF8C16.60AEB7C6D70CC33976B311D1ACA33C70832AE637%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D93d92e46e299711%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjolhAMlXPHK7MWv4_nG7xnP8yNo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D093d92e46e299711%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331397298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7EDD7F9F0941A93F5D97665E1EC6EF6F1DEF8C16.60AEB7C6D70CC33976B311D1ACA33C70832AE637%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D93d92e46e299711%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjolhAMlXPHK7MWv4_nG7xnP8yNo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeding the seagulls on the boat tour.....I just wished we got the video of my finger getting bitten by one of those little buggers! Do you hear the Japanese music in the background? After about an hour of that music, I wanted to cut my ears off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9babb6810706df3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D09babb6810706df3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331397298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D343E1E3297B2855F3536DE1053C764614FF0DAEB.183D449948E242A45750122AED1A6FA6AC19A9AC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9babb6810706df3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCvWwlMJ_nh0BzULOQP3kXeMpudE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, a video of clara and her wonderful sounds to make you smile and laugh on a crappy day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cea3765123a173a8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-9070533597524149591</id><published>2010-01-20T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T22:06:53.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just call me Foregirl!</title><content type='html'>I called mom today to tell her how happy I was. I finally got a new driver's license, a new checking account, all new credit cards, three job interviews in two weeks in Austin and no more jury duty!!!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Brit (Brittney, but I'm Brittnie and she's Brit) DARED me to volunteer to be the foreman. And I did it!! I called myself the "Foregirl" to the court marshall and I think he liked that very much. And the best part about being foregirl? Getting to boss people around!!! I absolutely loved it! So, I hereby dare each and every one of you to volunteer to be the foremen if you are ever a juror. You won't regret it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Toddlers and Tiaras and see 3 year old get spraytanned is pretty disturbing, yet kindda funny since she giggled and laughed the whole time. Poor kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-9070533597524149591?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/9070533597524149591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=9070533597524149591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/9070533597524149591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/9070533597524149591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-call-me-foregirl.html' title='just call me Foregirl!'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-9015311982259831608</id><published>2010-01-18T10:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T10:52:37.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Want to see EVERY SINGLE pore on my face?</title><content type='html'>http://www.timothyjhawkins.com....Enter site, click on portfolio, then Portraits. See a familiar face??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-9015311982259831608?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/9015311982259831608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=9015311982259831608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/9015311982259831608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/9015311982259831608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/01/want-to-see-every-single-pore-on-my.html' title='Want to see EVERY SINGLE pore on my face?'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-2996308695559088543</id><published>2010-01-18T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T05:48:22.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philly can suck it.</title><content type='html'>Let just go through the list of what has sucked the most in the past two months....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to work Christmas, sucked. But then finally made it home to MD on Christmas night to have "Christmas Eve", changed into brand new jammies and off to bed. The morning after, presents were opened all morning....Santa must've thought I was a real good girl this year!! Thank you Santa! Then the day was topped with an amazing Christmas dinner, not to mention THE BEST Yorkshire Pudding prepped by mom and dad. Got see Giff and Christina Sunday night, then I was on the road on Monday morning to come back to Philly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening, i go on a date with Bryan (whom i've been seeing for a few months but is no longer in the running to become America's Next Top Model). We go see a cheap movie, leave the theater to get a cab and all of a sudden, this black guy has a gun pointed to my FAVORITE SILVER SNAKESKIN BEBE PURSE and is demanding I hand it over to him....not only did I freeze in that breath, in that stance and in time, but I couldn't do anything but stare at this black (9mm) gun that this black dude has against my stomach to point at my point. Bryan grabs the purse off my arm (since I went into a temporary catatonic state) and basically throws it at this nice young man equipped with a firearm and he runs off. What next you say??  Bryan runs after him. Not wanting someone to get shot over a $70 purse, I freak out, yell his name to come back and continue to do so for about 10 seconds. Then I run into a Chinese take out (Yummy Yummy) and demanded a phone to call the police. The Asian girl looked at me like I was Big Bird and kept looking at some Asian dude sitting at a table....who eventually and finally came to me with their cordless. With my hands shaking and me TRYING to stay calm, I call 911, report where the craphead ran, then call dad to cancel my credit cards. I get off the phone, instructed to "Wait there" and I see a slew of cop cars looking for this guy, but going the wrong way. Great. I yell at them and pointed where he ACTUALLY ran to. But they just stopped there, got my report and gave me the option of going home or going to the police station and making an official statement to a detective. "Well of course I want to talk to a detective!!" I said. So, 3 and a half hours and many many many phone calls later (to mom and dad, to friends to get spare apartment keys, to work) i go grab Rusty, important documents, a change of clothes and head to a friends house for the night. The next morning, my apartment locks are changed, accounts are put on hold, I called out work (after my boss asked me to call coworkers to see if they could work for me...like I had nothing else to do with my time.) But best of all, Mom and Dad drove up to Philly to bring me my spare car keys. It was nice to have Dad finally see my apartment since he helped me move in. But it was even more nice to get to hug mom and dad after such an experience. So they went with me to the bank to take care of a few things, mom even got a few items on her "to do" list checked off, then we went to lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get mugged more often just to have mom and dad come visit me!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, in my purse is my jury summons....great, that's gone, now I don't have to go right??? Wrong. The day of my original date to report for jury duty, I call them and say, oh no I can't come in....they didn't buy it and just rescheduled me for two days later. This brings up to the week after the mugging on a Wednesday...I go to downtown Philadelphia jury duty....oh what a wonderful experience!!! My previous jury duty experience was in little ole' Ellicott City where I reported at 8 am and was sent home by noon due to them not needing any more jurors. Not the case in Philly. I reported at 8 am, go through a metal detector while my purse goes through the xray machine and head to the main jury room that houses approx 400 jurors. I get choosen in a group of 25 jurors to go to a courtroom and get questioned for a Criminal case of why I think I won't be a good juror. I got that one in the bag. When it came down to my turn, I state my reason "Good morning Your Honor." "Hi Juror number 4, you stated on your questionnaire that you would be an unfair juror, what is your reason for this?"   "I was mugged at gunpoint last week."    "Next juror please."    awesome. I'm going home.....so I thought.   I was then told to go back to the main juror room, or the slaughter house, so I called it. Then I get called into another case! This time, it's a civil case. I told them why it would be a hardship for me to become a juror, told of the mugging, they stated they were sorry that happened and then ended up PICKED ME!!!! So needless to say, it's been a very interesting past few weeks. At least I get to spend quite a bit of time at the historic City Hall in downtown Philly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what now you ask?? I'm moving to Austin!! I have two job interviews coming up in the beginning of February. After securing a job, I'll get an apartment, probably online or over the phone and start packing! I loved Philly off and on up until the mugging, but now, the love it lost and I'm excited to make another change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stay tuned!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-2996308695559088543?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2996308695559088543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=2996308695559088543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/2996308695559088543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/2996308695559088543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2010/01/philly-can-suck-it.html' title='Philly can suck it.'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-9194037269607407869</id><published>2009-12-21T22:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:01:54.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I had to....</title><content type='html'>Meet Ricky Rose Petal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SzBgshaDy4I/AAAAAAAAAOo/PEKPJhoWnaU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SzBgshaDy4I/AAAAAAAAAOo/PEKPJhoWnaU/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417936669724887938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-9194037269607407869?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/9194037269607407869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=9194037269607407869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/9194037269607407869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/9194037269607407869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-had-to.html' title='I had to....'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SzBgshaDy4I/AAAAAAAAAOo/PEKPJhoWnaU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-5584298970684877510</id><published>2009-09-10T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T01:17:33.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>most embarassing moment...ever.</title><content type='html'>Whilst living in downtown Philadelphia, I happen to use taxi cabs and upon sliding into the backseat of one particular cab on saturday night, i sat on a wallet! "oh my gosh a wallet!" i said to my friends. Being the awesome and responsible citizen that i am and also in part of being raised by one Gregory and Patrice Young, I took it upon myself to return the wallet to its' owner. Business card? yes...but no cell phone number, also a 21 yr old dorky looking student from U. of Penn with a student ID and a drivers license from none other than Beverly Hills 90210!! (Carly loved that)  So, on the following morning, i dragged the bulging wallet with me to Baltimore following my plans of doggie sitting for mom and dad while they drove to Ohio. While driving, I got the bright idea to contact the number on the back of the U. of Penn ID (you know, if lost or found, please call so and so, that number.) I tell them the situation and about 2 hours later, call me back to tell me they contacted the dude and he'd like to call me. "sure!" i said. the dude calls and is willing to drive down to Baltimore to reunite with his wallet once and for all. One of my friends the night before says to me, "this must be fate! this is the man you'll marry!!" I was quick to tell her she was insane, plus he has two picture id's and he looked very....um...not my type in both. Also, Carly (who was also at mom and dad's) says, "you just watch, he'll be hot. and that'll be funny." again, i tell her, whatever, he's clearly a dork. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i get a phone call from him telling me he's here! without even hanging up the phone (cell phone, so without 'ending' the phone call) i run outside to meet him and give him his wallet. holy crap...he's hot. my armpits sweat perfusely. he tries to give me money (there was about 250 bucks in his wallet...still(because of me!). i told him no way would i take his money. I just told him to send me a present:) Then i say goodbye and run back in the house where carly (who was spying the whole time) meets me inside and we both GUSH over how hot he was and carly says something about how he looks better without a Jewfro and how he should ask me out to dinner. With my cell phone in hand, i said "i'm going to call my crazy friend Britt to tell her about this!" As i look down at my phone, which has been in my hand this whole time, I see that our phones never ended!!! We were still in a "conversation" !! he either just heard everything we just said about him (including his jewfro) or it's on his voicemail or something. Carly and i freak out and her eyes tear from shear embarassment and i had to calm her down, reminding her she'll never see him again, who cares. About an hour later, he sends me a text to say thank you again and suggests he takes me out to dinner to thank me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he heard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-5584298970684877510?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5584298970684877510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=5584298970684877510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5584298970684877510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5584298970684877510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2009/09/most-embarassing-momentever.html' title='most embarassing moment...ever.'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-3282413538321561407</id><published>2009-07-30T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T02:48:24.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canoeing and Camping in Maine!!!</title><content type='html'>This past weekend, a group of 5 girls (yes 5 girls) took a long, long, very long drive up to Saco River Maine for some canoeing and camping. It pretty much rained the whole weekend, so there was a lot less canoeing then anticipated and more time spent in the tents playing card games ands taking funny random pictures. Saturday morning, however, our prayers were answered when the sun finally came out and we got a good 3-4 hours of awesome weather. Then of course, the rain came back, then left, then came back...you get the picture. Along with the rain came the wonderful MOSQUITOS!!! They were so bad, you could barely open your mouth without a few of them flying in. Each of us 5 girls came home looking like we were covered in hives. It was torture!! Anyway, all in all, it was definitely an adventure. Lesson learned: always bring men camping with you. They do all the work and you just sit back and feed them!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqBjw6-FI/AAAAAAAAAMw/r5Qdr9fRd3c/s1600-h/5654_657093272657_624879_38289827_3156439_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqBjw6-FI/AAAAAAAAAMw/r5Qdr9fRd3c/s320/5654_657093272657_624879_38289827_3156439_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185206187817042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqB1ERr_I/AAAAAAAAAM4/oc5TpPqJSH4/s1600-h/5654_657093302597_624879_38289832_1724691_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqB1ERr_I/AAAAAAAAAM4/oc5TpPqJSH4/s320/5654_657093302597_624879_38289832_1724691_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185210832400370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqB-yElyI/AAAAAAAAANA/OkZTQzss4gA/s1600-h/5654_657093307587_624879_38289833_4238179_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqB-yElyI/AAAAAAAAANA/OkZTQzss4gA/s320/5654_657093307587_624879_38289833_4238179_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185213440399138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqCMQmWrI/AAAAAAAAANI/FZF930n6xVg/s1600-h/5654_657093332537_624879_38289838_2153818_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqCMQmWrI/AAAAAAAAANI/FZF930n6xVg/s320/5654_657093332537_624879_38289838_2153818_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185217058101938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqNlRoZZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/7KgNoRN_R_k/s1600-h/5654_657093337527_624879_38289839_4329906_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqNlRoZZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/7KgNoRN_R_k/s320/5654_657093337527_624879_38289839_4329906_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185412751877522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqN6RHbGI/AAAAAAAAANY/Sv7xN4_4PWg/s1600-h/5654_657093352497_624879_38289842_6513404_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqN6RHbGI/AAAAAAAAANY/Sv7xN4_4PWg/s320/5654_657093352497_624879_38289842_6513404_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185418386861154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends LOVED wrestling me to the ground and throwing me in the river. In their defense, I always started the fights...but always lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqOT8Rr-I/AAAAAAAAANo/mcC8Cf_v2ps/s1600-h/5654_657093387427_624879_38289848_7769246_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqOT8Rr-I/AAAAAAAAANo/mcC8Cf_v2ps/s320/5654_657093387427_624879_38289848_7769246_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185425278775266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqOES7TsI/AAAAAAAAANg/FNNZmYSh7OI/s1600-h/5654_657093382437_624879_38289847_4757989_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqOES7TsI/AAAAAAAAANg/FNNZmYSh7OI/s320/5654_657093382437_624879_38289847_4757989_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185421078810306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqVe_BFmI/AAAAAAAAANw/YVH9nsyq6Bo/s1600-h/5654_657093392417_624879_38289849_5648904_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqVe_BFmI/AAAAAAAAANw/YVH9nsyq6Bo/s320/5654_657093392417_624879_38289849_5648904_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185548502144610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqVnkEZXI/AAAAAAAAAOA/AlJND_0Esk8/s1600-h/5654_657093407387_624879_38289851_6529842_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqVnkEZXI/AAAAAAAAAOA/AlJND_0Esk8/s320/5654_657093407387_624879_38289851_6529842_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185550805034354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqWOYHKnI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Kkbnsv9AhXw/s1600-h/5654_657093412377_624879_38289852_7069327_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqWOYHKnI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Kkbnsv9AhXw/s320/5654_657093412377_624879_38289852_7069327_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185561223866994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqVQ0aPtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3frfCQJPRTM/s1600-h/5654_657093397407_624879_38289850_1578119_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqVQ0aPtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3frfCQJPRTM/s320/5654_657093397407_624879_38289850_1578119_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185544699559634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see my ripped arms in this picture as I'm bungee cording the canoes together. Consider this your ticket to the gunshow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqboSvdDI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/6LLIcdoQ0y0/s1600-h/5654_657093487227_624879_38289865_6375904_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqboSvdDI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/6LLIcdoQ0y0/s320/5654_657093487227_624879_38289865_6375904_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185654080009266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqbxplsHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/598q0uDYODg/s1600-h/5654_657093512177_624879_38289869_3162627_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqbxplsHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/598q0uDYODg/s320/5654_657093512177_624879_38289869_3162627_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185656591757426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy was dubbed (by me of course) as the 40 year old virgin. I kindda gave him a hard time and when he asked me if I was registered to be staying at that campsite, I pretty much told him that he could "register me" anytime he wanted to. Lets just say the whole campsite was laughing at me as I was torturing him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqb50Xw4I/AAAAAAAAAOg/7_ukqoEOY5w/s1600-h/5654_657093646907_624879_38289894_1132170_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqb50Xw4I/AAAAAAAAAOg/7_ukqoEOY5w/s320/5654_657093646907_624879_38289894_1132170_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364185658784465794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-3282413538321561407?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3282413538321561407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=3282413538321561407' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/3282413538321561407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/3282413538321561407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2009/07/canoeing-and-camping-in-maine.html' title='Canoeing and Camping in Maine!!!'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SnFqBjw6-FI/AAAAAAAAAMw/r5Qdr9fRd3c/s72-c/5654_657093272657_624879_38289827_3156439_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-5217016990622863281</id><published>2009-07-15T23:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T00:35:57.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Ate Pancreas/Chicago Trip</title><content type='html'>FINALLY!! I know you all have been biting your nails waiting for my pics to arrive from my roadtrip to Chicago...you can stop biting now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO here's my friend Britt and I (yes her name is also Brittany so we call her Britt and I'm Brittnie, got it) This is the beginning of the trip to baltimore to drop rusty off and then off to Chicago where Britt is originally from. It was quite the long drive. With Britt is her "amazing" dog Lily. And when I say amazing, i really mean awful. I've never disliked a dog like I dislike her. Untamed doesn't even describe her. Also these are the pics of Cameron's house from Ferris Bueler's Day Off!! I saw the backyard but it wouldn't have been a good picture since it's basically all woods. If only you know how bad I wanted to knock of those people's door so get a good picture of the backyard...but didn't. Britt's mom thought I was pretty weird for wanting to get a picture of a house. I don't care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7PYKe-cmI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/7Mr_KI2v_uY/s1600-h/4835_197417315393_507230393_7383993_1843125_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7PYKe-cmI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/7Mr_KI2v_uY/s320/4835_197417315393_507230393_7383993_1843125_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358948620655555170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7PYYTNe6I/AAAAAAAAAJY/nI7-BIfVltY/s1600-h/4835_197417325393_507230393_7383994_5826056_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7PYYTNe6I/AAAAAAAAAJY/nI7-BIfVltY/s320/4835_197417325393_507230393_7383994_5826056_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358948624364305314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7PYw9I4NI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1mb3RByFTEk/s1600-h/4842_120287190010_514005010_3370493_6285590_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7PYw9I4NI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1mb3RByFTEk/s320/4842_120287190010_514005010_3370493_6285590_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358948630982615250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7PYpR9zQI/AAAAAAAAAJg/PfC4NUEb6rk/s1600-h/4842_120287175010_514005010_3370491_6323230_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7PYpR9zQI/AAAAAAAAAJg/PfC4NUEb6rk/s320/4842_120287175010_514005010_3370491_6323230_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358948628922486018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day after we arrive, Britt and I got get a "Foot Detox". Mainly for Britt because she had hives on her legs, but of course I HAD to do it. If you don't know what it is, it's positive ions coursed throughout your body to detoxify your body of negative ions, or some crap like that. I was quite skeptical, but then I saw the water after only 30 minutes. It looks like sewage...like a homeless man's bedpan. It's seriously gross. After the detox, I felt like A MILLION DOLLARS. You honestly feel insanely great! Like you just took 2 valium and are falling in love. ON the way home, I saw a grill called SPanky's Grill...so of course I had to take a picture!! Spanky's Grill! love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7QyVlsuXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1Ay1bqGIyrs/s1600-h/4842_120288020010_514005010_3370558_7990228_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7QyVlsuXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1Ay1bqGIyrs/s320/4842_120288020010_514005010_3370558_7990228_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358950169824770418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7QyCUGB7I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Sj5kp_eDpf8/s1600-h/4842_120287995010_514005010_3370554_1614297_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7QyCUGB7I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Sj5kp_eDpf8/s320/4842_120287995010_514005010_3370554_1614297_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358950164650657714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7SzcaHDAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/egg1plL0ZQ4/s1600-h/4842_120287990010_514005010_3370553_4232147_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7SzcaHDAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/egg1plL0ZQ4/s400/4842_120287990010_514005010_3370553_4232147_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358952387858336770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britt's brother had a 9mm gloc of some sort and thought he'd impress us by taking us shooting...it was freakin awesome though. On the way to the shooting ranch, the Dr. Pepper inbetween my legs spilled...of course. When will I learn my lesson?!?!?! After shooting we were exhausted so we went and got BBQ, i had the pulled bbq chicken which was really good but I tried britt's brother's brisket sandwich and coveted it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7Wzkr6ibI/AAAAAAAAAMo/QPefCvD-w-0/s1600-h/4842_120287315010_514005010_3370500_6572692_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7Wzkr6ibI/AAAAAAAAAMo/QPefCvD-w-0/s400/4842_120287315010_514005010_3370500_6572692_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358956788127009202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7T9CYW33I/AAAAAAAAAKY/1cb-f8zDOPw/s1600-h/4842_120287325010_514005010_3370502_6546814_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7T9CYW33I/AAAAAAAAAKY/1cb-f8zDOPw/s400/4842_120287325010_514005010_3370502_6546814_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358953652181983090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7T9QO8aLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/R9Sz8VgJ69g/s1600-h/4835_197417505393_507230393_7384017_969617_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7T9QO8aLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/R9Sz8VgJ69g/s400/4835_197417505393_507230393_7384017_969617_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358953655900596402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7T9YXeFUI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6-BvZnSHs-U/s1600-h/4835_197417500393_507230393_7384016_7341222_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7T9YXeFUI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6-BvZnSHs-U/s400/4835_197417500393_507230393_7384016_7341222_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358953658083841346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7T9nPYKuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/v6VX2IpnJA4/s1600-h/4835_197417535393_507230393_7384021_1855295_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7T9nPYKuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/v6VX2IpnJA4/s400/4835_197417535393_507230393_7384021_1855295_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358953662076431074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went and saw UP! IN 3-D!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7UkW3cRjI/AAAAAAAAAK4/bc_jkIZyXJc/s1600-h/4835_197417740393_507230393_7384046_4674267_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7UkW3cRjI/AAAAAAAAAK4/bc_jkIZyXJc/s400/4835_197417740393_507230393_7384046_4674267_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358954327695967794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course the Sear's Tower (I wanted to put my forehead against the window so so so bad but there was a railing in the way and I thought I'd get into trouble so I chicken'd out) and other touristy stuff with details that I won't bore you with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7WDH4h8xI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/0jPDokm5voA/s1600-h/4835_197417735393_507230393_7384045_1516863_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7WDH4h8xI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/0jPDokm5voA/s400/4835_197417735393_507230393_7384045_1516863_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358955955761574674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7VLIjoR-I/AAAAAAAAALA/kRM_vfRkylM/s1600-h/4842_120288040010_514005010_3370561_6989012_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7VLIjoR-I/AAAAAAAAALA/kRM_vfRkylM/s400/4842_120288040010_514005010_3370561_6989012_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358954993869670370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7VLNYenAI/AAAAAAAAALI/mrxOhQxAXTY/s1600-h/4842_120288045010_514005010_3370562_1442475_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7VuWTMryI/AAAAAAAAALw/D5xXArdMf4U/s400/4842_120288095010_514005010_3370569_1593294_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358955598854270754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7VuK_uOJI/AAAAAAAAALo/YQxll5rSFBM/s1600-h/4842_120288080010_514005010_3370567_2745111_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7VuK_uOJI/AAAAAAAAALo/YQxll5rSFBM/s400/4842_120288080010_514005010_3370567_2745111_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358955595819792530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7WDW9vgzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/4YHgP55Rkzg/s1600-h/4842_120288115010_514005010_3370572_3799746_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7WDW9vgzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/4YHgP55Rkzg/s400/4842_120288115010_514005010_3370572_3799746_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358955959809966898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicago Subway!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7WSBwtdnI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7p8ANpkfm3w/s1600-h/4835_197417760393_507230393_7384048_1903120_s%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7WSBwtdnI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7p8ANpkfm3w/s400/4835_197417760393_507230393_7384048_1903120_s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358956211816199794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, fun trip...could've been better but at least I can say been there, done that. Sorry the pics are so small...not sure why. Throughout the whole week I was there, Twist N' Shout was played at least once a day and I was throwing around quotes from movies filmed in Chicago like I was getting paid for it. I even asked around for the whereabouts of where the parade was filmed, everyone said "I dunno, somewhere around here". Well, duh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-5217016990622863281?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5217016990622863281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=5217016990622863281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5217016990622863281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5217016990622863281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-ate-pancreaschicago-trip.html' title='We Ate Pancreas/Chicago Trip'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sl7PYKe-cmI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/7Mr_KI2v_uY/s72-c/4835_197417315393_507230393_7383993_1843125_s%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-7642991869587413669</id><published>2009-05-10T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T16:01:13.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna and Clara's U.S. Embarkment</title><content type='html'>"I'M SO HAPPYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!" -mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sgbp9DpOWgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PGbR1jo1AwQ/s1600-h/IMG_1464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sgbp9DpOWgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PGbR1jo1AwQ/s320/IMG_1464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334208043826436610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sgbp87fskZI/AAAAAAAAAII/wJ9DavkrV3k/s1600-h/IMG_1443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sgbp87fskZI/AAAAAAAAAII/wJ9DavkrV3k/s320/IMG_1443.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334208041638990226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sgbp8nOn2xI/AAAAAAAAAIA/FApkq_jnVZ0/s1600-h/IMG_1446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sgbp8nOn2xI/AAAAAAAAAIA/FApkq_jnVZ0/s320/IMG_1446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334208036198669074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sgbp8KLb4PI/AAAAAAAAAH4/H9kcKX_1Dh0/s1600-h/IMG_1459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sgbp8KLb4PI/AAAAAAAAAH4/H9kcKX_1Dh0/s320/IMG_1459.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334208028400673010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sgbp75YnJ7I/AAAAAAAAAHw/lY5JKEqaL4c/s1600-h/IMG_1458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sgbp75YnJ7I/AAAAAAAAAHw/lY5JKEqaL4c/s320/IMG_1458.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334208023892535218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt;I still can't tell what color his eyes are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbrYX17JTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/gzrtpKRjEoE/s1600-h/IMG_1470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbrYX17JTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/gzrtpKRjEoE/s320/IMG_1470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334209612616508722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porter being a Grandma's boy and Penny sniffing Clara's butt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbrYFse8PI/AAAAAAAAAIw/HU499MqWD-Y/s1600-h/IMG_1469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:cetner; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbrYFse8PI/AAAAAAAAAIw/HU499MqWD-Y/s320/IMG_1469.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334209607745073394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professional Cup Stacker in training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbrX0FE9bI/AAAAAAAAAIo/EbBwo_1KnQI/s1600-h/IMG_1439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbrX0FE9bI/AAAAAAAAAIo/EbBwo_1KnQI/s320/IMG_1439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334209603016390066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara's "Trying to walk here!" face...gotta love the double chin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbrXoP4C6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/FBgB5O5gz0g/s1600-h/IMG_1432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbrXoP4C6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/FBgB5O5gz0g/s320/IMG_1432.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334209599840455586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara and her new favorite spot to sit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbrXRTN_fI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qygorvquTOA/s1600-h/IMG_1421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbrXRTN_fI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qygorvquTOA/s320/IMG_1421.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334209593680461298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara? Where are you going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbsTG44CoI/AAAAAAAAAJA/KiG0x629VRA/s1600-h/IMG_1430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbsTG44CoI/AAAAAAAAAJA/KiG0x629VRA/s320/IMG_1430.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334210621677767298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbsTrtOy5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/U6Cx-KOlHaA/s1600-h/IMG_1428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbsTrtOy5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/U6Cx-KOlHaA/s320/IMG_1428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334210631561038738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-7642991869587413669?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7642991869587413669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=7642991869587413669' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/7642991869587413669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/7642991869587413669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2009/05/anna-and-claras-us-embarkment.html' title='Anna and Clara&apos;s U.S. Embarkment'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sgbp9DpOWgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PGbR1jo1AwQ/s72-c/IMG_1464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-2056617492096947722</id><published>2009-05-10T07:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T07:36:59.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>out with the old and in with my new writing desk!!</title><content type='html'>For those of you who have yet to experience the awesomeness of my apartment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Old....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbkzNOzAbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/iglS5AwF0dY/s1600-h/IMG_1479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbkzNOzAbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/iglS5AwF0dY/s320/IMG_1479.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334202377043116466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgblGfqblcI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/4uNzB8jvUYQ/s1600-h/IMG_1478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgblGfqblcI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/4uNzB8jvUYQ/s320/IMG_1478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334202708408374722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An of course the Rust Man!! (who is always in the middle of everything I do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgblakO8vzI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jPsMCM2mARA/s1600-h/IMG_1480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgblakO8vzI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jPsMCM2mARA/s320/IMG_1480.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334203053232668466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "Office" (with brown curtains to cover when not in use)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sgbls5j0tSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/uO0HjcCQJ7g/s1600-h/IMG_1476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sgbls5j0tSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/uO0HjcCQJ7g/s320/IMG_1476.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334203368195011874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for kicks, my in-wall bookcase I painted black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbmEDOL38I/AAAAAAAAAHo/fCD0beREgsw/s1600-h/IMG_1481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbmEDOL38I/AAAAAAAAAHo/fCD0beREgsw/s320/IMG_1481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334203765925601218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy mofos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-2056617492096947722?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2056617492096947722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=2056617492096947722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/2056617492096947722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/2056617492096947722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2009/05/out-with-old-and-in-with-my-new-writing.html' title='out with the old and in with my new writing desk!!'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SgbkzNOzAbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/iglS5AwF0dY/s72-c/IMG_1479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-297656341558280671</id><published>2009-04-17T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:25:33.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU MUST WATCH!</title><content type='html'>I found this to be wildly appropriate fo rme to post...because i'm awesome. &lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XQuOpn0qcx8&amp;feature=channel_page&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-297656341558280671?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/297656341558280671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=297656341558280671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/297656341558280671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/297656341558280671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-must-watch.html' title='YOU MUST WATCH!'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-5160045365569244471</id><published>2009-04-02T11:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:49:42.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's written in the stars....</title><content type='html'>On April Fools Day, I assisted in the delivery of a baby boy born at 4:20 weighing 7lbs 11 oz. 420? 7 eleven?? On April 1st?? Come on, the kid is just bound to grow up to be a stoner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-5160045365569244471?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5160045365569244471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=5160045365569244471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5160045365569244471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5160045365569244471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-written-in-stars.html' title='It&apos;s written in the stars....'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-5545536761523411963</id><published>2009-03-03T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T17:17:48.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For this Halloween...</title><content type='html'>I want this for Piper and Rusty!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sa3WiuhPM5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Fn4wLy8KL8Q/s1600-h/3208202262_4aba85bd14_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sa3WiuhPM5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Fn4wLy8KL8Q/s320/3208202262_4aba85bd14_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309135427831018386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-5545536761523411963?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5545536761523411963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=5545536761523411963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5545536761523411963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5545536761523411963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-this-halloween.html' title='For this Halloween...'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/Sa3WiuhPM5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Fn4wLy8KL8Q/s72-c/3208202262_4aba85bd14_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-5389549123333327092</id><published>2009-02-12T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T17:11:15.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>queen of the phillipines</title><content type='html'>I just got my hair done today by a 6'9'' Filipino drag queen named....Jeffrey. Even though I couldn't understand anything he said (picture major gay guy lisp with a thick filipino accent)and it took him an hour and 15 min to do a TRIM on my hair, he still did a pretty good job. Give it up for the gays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-5389549123333327092?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5389549123333327092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=5389549123333327092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5389549123333327092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5389549123333327092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2009/02/queen-of-phillipines.html' title='queen of the phillipines'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-1770969511612708015</id><published>2009-02-08T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:24:39.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic Jared Leto and a 4 year old with a pen</title><content type='html'>For those of you who don't know, my birthday just passed. But seriously, of all the maybe 5 or 6 people that read this, I'm pretty sure you knew! As for presents, mom and dad got me the Wii Fit and it's awesome! I also received a cute tshirt from Carly which I literally wear EVERYWHERE. I was in Atlantic City this past Saturday night and when I wasn't in a dress, I was in this tshirt. If you don't know know who Jordan Catalano is, I believe you are in the majority. My gf's only knew who it was after reminding them them of My So called Life and then i got the "OH I LOVED HIM!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SY9n78e8GpI/AAAAAAAAAGg/CShspYkdS4A/s1600-h/IMG_1377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SY9n78e8GpI/AAAAAAAAAGg/CShspYkdS4A/s320/IMG_1377.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300569565984201362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also received another Wii remote from Giff which I'm quite surprised even got to my apartment in the first place, and a few days before my bday to boot!!! I'm very proud. But the best party about the packaging? the address. no serious...how did it actually get to my apartment? I must be well known through the post office. i bet my nickname is "Zappos girl". I included a picture I took of how giff addressed the package and let you see for yourself. Keep in mind, my address is 806 S. 10th street  Philadelphia, PA 19147 and my bday is January 31st..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SY9oK9r85CI/AAAAAAAAAGo/nnJcrcEgwQU/s1600-h/IMG_1371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SY9oK9r85CI/AAAAAAAAAGo/nnJcrcEgwQU/s320/IMG_1371.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300569824005252130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: the birthday date shouldn't be in the address line. and where is 10st? and the state? did giff let a 4 yr old write this??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-1770969511612708015?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1770969511612708015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=1770969511612708015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1770969511612708015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1770969511612708015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2009/02/classic-jared-leto-and-4-year-old-with.html' title='Classic Jared Leto and a 4 year old with a pen'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SY9n78e8GpI/AAAAAAAAAGg/CShspYkdS4A/s72-c/IMG_1377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-5911647687563997810</id><published>2009-02-08T15:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:09:07.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the loot!!!</title><content type='html'>So i FINALLY got around to taking a picture of the necklace I won. It was pretty tough because of the flash...it reflects so much from the diamonds that you can hardly make out where the necklace is! So one pic is with the flash and one is without. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SY9lgkD4-NI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LVFki8pTSOU/s1600-h/IMG_1397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SY9lgkD4-NI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LVFki8pTSOU/s320/IMG_1397.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300566896548575442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SY9lgSpdTZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/TvJtl1Phmeo/s1600-h/IMG_1390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SY9lgSpdTZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/TvJtl1Phmeo/s320/IMG_1390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300566891874307474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-5911647687563997810?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5911647687563997810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=5911647687563997810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5911647687563997810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5911647687563997810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2009/02/loot.html' title='the loot!!!'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SY9lgkD4-NI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LVFki8pTSOU/s72-c/IMG_1397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-58136560130657531</id><published>2009-01-28T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:32:06.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't forget!!!</title><content type='html'>You have 3 days left to purchase and send me a birthday present so that it arrives on my bday on saturday. But if it's late, i'll forgive you. Shout out to mom and dad who gave me Wii Fit which is AWESOME. I can now lose those 20 pounds i've been wanting to shed to reach my goal of becoming invisible. If anyone wants to get me presents that involve me using the wii sensor board, feel free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me! I just bought 2 new pairs of boots. Pictures will be posted once they arrive from Zappos. I love boots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-58136560130657531?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/58136560130657531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=58136560130657531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/58136560130657531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/58136560130657531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-forget.html' title='Don&apos;t forget!!!'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-7202839054132585847</id><published>2009-01-28T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:28:10.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the story of the med student and a duck</title><content type='html'>Picture this...it's 3 am on a labor and delivery unit and you just got finished coaching a 300 lb woman to push a baby out for 2 hours. It's 3 am and the charge nurse says, why don't you do on your break now. okay! So you go to the break/conference room to rest on the tiniest couch every made and you finally get to rest your eyes and fall asleep. All of a student, you are startled into a fully awoken state by the loudest fart...ever. Was that me?? you ask. nope. it was the med student who's gazing at the patient board and who's back is facing you...about 6 feet away. Does he say anything? no. does he look around? no. Does he stand there in silence not acknowledging the massive fart that just exploded out of his butt? yes. in your mind, you think, oh no...the fart is traveling the 6 feet and right up your nose. So what do you do? Do you say something and possiby embarass the poor med student who is most likely hating life right now? Or do you pretend to stay asleep and wait till he leaves so you can leave the room and tell every person that crosses your path? yes. And....scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True story. It happened to me. It was a familiar smell though. It took me back to high school and having to walk into Tyler's room to wake him up after he had been sleeping for approximately 14-16 hours and facing the wrath of newly awoken older brother Tyler. The smell of boy and his stench. Gross.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-7202839054132585847?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7202839054132585847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=7202839054132585847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/7202839054132585847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/7202839054132585847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2009/01/story-of-med-student-and-duck.html' title='the story of the med student and a duck'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-1687080430986550063</id><published>2009-01-18T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:23:02.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Business as Usual...</title><content type='html'>While walking to work this fine snowy sunday evening, I walked by a black dude in handcuffs and in the process of getting arrested. As I walked by, he yelled to his friend that was walking away and NOT being arrest, "Hey! Make sure you get this on camera!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another evening walking to work in the lovely Philadelphia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-1687080430986550063?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1687080430986550063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=1687080430986550063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1687080430986550063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1687080430986550063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2009/01/business-as-usual.html' title='Business as Usual...'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-4856562375134076226</id><published>2008-12-19T15:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T15:14:58.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hot santa update...</title><content type='html'>I went to the Steven Singer jewelry store to exchange the necklace I won, which the guy on stage that gave it to me said I could do and even included a receipt. However!!!! The stupid lady at the stupid store said they don't exchange jewelry prizes. SAY WHAT?!? Needless to say, i'm pretty bummed. So now I'm stuck with this downright expensive necklace that I'm not too fond of. According to my friend Caitlin, it looks like a grandma necklace. Do i pawn it? Sell it on Ebay? Give it to a homeless woman and write it off on my taxes?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want to buy a $1200 necklace from me for $1100??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-4856562375134076226?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4856562375134076226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=4856562375134076226' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/4856562375134076226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/4856562375134076226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/12/hot-santa-update.html' title='hot santa update...'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-4528843091213883085</id><published>2008-12-18T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:37:44.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hottest santa...thats me thats me thats me</title><content type='html'>December 13th: Running of the Santas with a Hottest Santa contest which I just happened to win. In all honestly, I'm not sure how I won. I didn't dance and i didn't take my top off which means I should've been in last place right?? Wrong. I got up on stage, with a sweater on, and proceeded to take it off on stage and threw it to my friend in the crowd. According to a male dude after the contest, that act itself is what made me the winner. whatever, i'll take it. The prize? $1200 worth of jewelry from Steven Singer. I would rather have a nice fat check but i will never turn away jewelry. All in all, I'm a celebrity now, so please, no pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SUtA4flSncI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vtp4oaq0YIE/s1600-h/n624879_36489901_4960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SUtA4flSncI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vtp4oaq0YIE/s320/n624879_36489901_4960.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281386327316798914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SUtA1iRr-DI/AAAAAAAAAFw/OWrE70cx6CQ/s1600-h/n624879_36489895_3404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SUtA1iRr-DI/AAAAAAAAAFw/OWrE70cx6CQ/s320/n624879_36489895_3404.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281386276500273202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SUtAzejnikI/AAAAAAAAAFo/BeeQEREtHCA/s1600-h/n624879_36489892_2620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SUtAzejnikI/AAAAAAAAAFo/BeeQEREtHCA/s320/n624879_36489892_2620.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281386241142000194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-4528843091213883085?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4528843091213883085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=4528843091213883085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/4528843091213883085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/4528843091213883085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/12/hottest-santathats-me-thats-me-thats-me.html' title='Hottest santa...thats me thats me thats me'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SUtA4flSncI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vtp4oaq0YIE/s72-c/n624879_36489901_4960.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-6084398018841278888</id><published>2008-12-12T00:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:24:07.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some quotes from work</title><content type='html'>These are some quotes i've had recently from some co-workers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(co-worker) "Do you smoke something before you come into work? crack? coke? Why u talk so much?" (ok, black co-worker)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(me) "no why? what'd you got?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(co-worker) "Hey brittnie, my son thinks you're hot."&lt;br /&gt;(me)        "oh yeah? is he hot?"&lt;br /&gt;(co-worker) "he's 9."&lt;br /&gt;(me)        "so...single then?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-6084398018841278888?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6084398018841278888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=6084398018841278888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/6084398018841278888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/6084398018841278888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-quotes-from-work.html' title='some quotes from work'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-8371870440579416190</id><published>2008-12-11T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:09:26.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alright Anna, I'll play...</title><content type='html'>Apparently this is some list of things that people around the world have done and whatever is in bold is what you have done. Who came up with this list anyway??? The things in bold are what I have done personally....i think, or something close to them and i'll annotate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Started your own blog &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Slept under the stars &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Played in a band&lt;/strong&gt;---&lt;em&gt;does rock band on PS3 count?? or guitar hero??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Visited Hawaii&lt;/strong&gt;---&lt;em&gt;not just visited...lived there. beat that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;/strong&gt;--&lt;em&gt;$250 to american heart association. why? dunno.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Been to Disneyland &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Climbed a mountain &lt;/strong&gt;--&lt;em&gt;mount rainer, didn't make it too the top tho.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Held a praying mantis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Sang a solo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Visited Paris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;/strong&gt;--&lt;em&gt;the art of scrapbooking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Adopted a child&lt;/strong&gt;-- &lt;em&gt;slash puppy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;br /&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Had a pillow fight &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Hitch hiked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Built a snow fort&lt;br /&gt;25. Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping &lt;/strong&gt;---&lt;em&gt;sorry mom and dad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Run a Marathon&lt;br /&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Seen an eclipse &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Watched a sunrise or sunset &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. Hit a home run&lt;/strong&gt;--&lt;em&gt;it was an infield homerun but still and homerun and i got a pin!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Been on a cruise &lt;br /&gt;33. Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;br /&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Seen an Amish community&lt;/strong&gt;-- &lt;em&gt;on tv&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. Had enough money to be satisfied&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;br /&gt;39. Gone rock climbing wait&lt;br /&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Sung karaoke &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;br /&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;/strong&gt;--&lt;em&gt;almost, it was sunlight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance&lt;br /&gt;47. Had your portrait painted well, it was drawn, does that count?&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing&lt;br /&gt;49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person &lt;br /&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;br /&gt;51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. Kissed in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53. Played in the mud &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in theater &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;57. Started a business&lt;br /&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;br /&gt;61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies &lt;br /&gt;62. Gone whale watching &lt;br /&gt;63. Got flowers for no reason&lt;br /&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma &lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;67. Bounced a check&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;69. Saved a favorite childhood toy&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;em&gt;my barbies are still alive thanks to mom but some are RIP thanks to tyler and his BB Gun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;71. Eaten Caviar&lt;/strong&gt;-- &lt;em&gt;not that bad really, i'm sure it would better with a milkshake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;72. Pieced a quilt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;73. Stood in Times Square&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Toured the Everglades&lt;br /&gt;75. Been fired from a job&lt;br /&gt;76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;77. Broken a bone&lt;/strong&gt;-- &lt;em&gt;the doctor did it on purpose so it was intentional&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;78. Been on a speeding motorcycle &lt;/strong&gt;--&lt;em&gt;dad's scooter in hawaii, yes i remember.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person &lt;br /&gt;80. Published a book&lt;br /&gt;81. Visited the Vatican &lt;br /&gt;82. Bought a brand new car &lt;br /&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;84. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Read the entire Bible&lt;br /&gt;86. Visited the White House&lt;br /&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;88. Had chickenpox &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;89. Saved someone’s life&lt;/strong&gt;--&lt;em&gt;welcome to my job&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;91. Met someone famous&lt;/strong&gt;--&lt;em&gt;Jared Header, Matthew Lillard, cuba gooding jr., tone loc, vanilla ice, rob base (just to name a few)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;93. Lost a loved one&lt;/strong&gt;--&lt;em&gt;spanky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Had a baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person&lt;/strong&gt;--&lt;em&gt;there is no basement, i checked&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;br /&gt;97. Been involved in a law suit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;98. Owned a cell phone &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;99. Been stung by a bee&lt;/strong&gt; --&lt;em&gt;wasp, but whatever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-8371870440579416190?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8371870440579416190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=8371870440579416190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/8371870440579416190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/8371870440579416190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/12/alright-anna-ill-play.html' title='Alright Anna, I&apos;ll play...'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-6134819142402811453</id><published>2008-11-20T03:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T03:05:38.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just make the box alittle bigger.</title><content type='html'>I hate when you open a new box of Kleenex tissues, the first few that you pull to blow your nose rip into pieces. I'm sick of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-6134819142402811453?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6134819142402811453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=6134819142402811453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/6134819142402811453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/6134819142402811453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-make-box-alittle-bigger.html' title='Just make the box alittle bigger.'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-1339791118262566814</id><published>2008-11-16T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T11:10:12.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Halloween costume</title><content type='html'>So here's the story...I had to work Halloween night for like the 3rd year in a row and so I decided to reuse a costume I made a few years back when I was pregnant Britney Spears in the "Hit me baby one more time" era. I didn't tell anyone I was coming to work with this outfit on and when I walked onto the unit, I wish I had a camera to catch all my coworkers' expressions on their faces when they saw me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this picture is exactly how I walked into work. The reactions I got were priceless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SSBvZ0Nc51I/AAAAAAAAAFA/bkmOXnv6eVI/s1600-h/scan0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SSBvZ0Nc51I/AAAAAAAAAFA/bkmOXnv6eVI/s320/scan0004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269334053325956946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the poor quality. for some unknown reason my camera wouldn't send the picture to my email. I have such a love/hate relationship with technology but all in all, I think technology just hates me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-1339791118262566814?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1339791118262566814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=1339791118262566814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1339791118262566814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1339791118262566814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-halloween-costume.html' title='My Halloween costume'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SSBvZ0Nc51I/AAAAAAAAAFA/bkmOXnv6eVI/s72-c/scan0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-1151595928720537812</id><published>2008-11-09T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:42:34.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few "firsts" for me this past week...</title><content type='html'>For the first time, I ate scallops which were better then I thought. I also had calamari that wasn't fried (but left the suction cups) and Skate. Did you know Skate is the fin of a sting ray? Well, I ate it. And because I thought the name Skate was alittle weird, I decided to make it into a French word and pronounce it SkahTay. Yes I ate all this on a date, yes he is hot and 1000% Italian, yes he can bench 400 pounds (so he says but I wouldn't doubt it because he has a Redwood trees for arms)and yes he used to be an alter boy but no, was never touched inappropriately by a priest (had to ask). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic that kindda sorta shows off my new cute earrings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SRd01SZ8GlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/3nGfI6tw-_w/s1600-h/IMG_1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SRd01SZ8GlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/3nGfI6tw-_w/s320/IMG_1085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266806748055607890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-1151595928720537812?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1151595928720537812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=1151595928720537812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1151595928720537812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1151595928720537812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-few-firsts-for-me-this-past-week.html' title='Just a few &quot;firsts&quot; for me this past week...'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SRd01SZ8GlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/3nGfI6tw-_w/s72-c/IMG_1085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-5047615777182853803</id><published>2008-11-03T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T13:54:43.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and just because I thought I was hilarious...</title><content type='html'>A bum came up to me and my friends the other night asking for money, but when he held out the cup to me that already had about 3 dollars bills and some change, I said to him, "awww!! for me??? You shouldn't have!!" Then I proceeded to laugh a lot and ignore him at which he walked away telling me I was mean. Yeah, I tend to crack myself up a lot. I should've gotten a picture of him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-5047615777182853803?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5047615777182853803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=5047615777182853803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5047615777182853803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5047615777182853803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-just-because-i-thought-i-was.html' title='and just because I thought I was hilarious...'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-3616599656999049924</id><published>2008-11-03T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T13:49:16.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>World record breaking pinata my butt!!</title><content type='html'>All last week I heard radio announcements about the smashing of the world's largest Pinata to occur this past Sunday in South Philly (about a 5 minute walk from my place). So of course my friends and I go to see this HUGE pinata get smashed with a breaking ball. Now whether the opertor of the breaking ball was blind folded, I'm not sure, but I was kindda hoping he was just for authenticity sake. So the smashing was to occur at 1:30 pm. We waited and waited, got bored, took funny pictures and finally at 3:00 we were ready to leave because nothing was happening. Then some dude got on a megaphone and told everyone to leave the parking lot, the pinata won't be getting smashed afterall. What a waste of time! So needless to say, after a few hours of waiting for this thing to get smashed, all I got were some retarded pictures and no candy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SQ9xlVq7omI/AAAAAAAAAEw/vTE7XHxtTN8/s1600-h/IMG_1057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SQ9xlVq7omI/AAAAAAAAAEw/vTE7XHxtTN8/s320/IMG_1057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264551375705711202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SQ9xPtXNiYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/bltydYzb6Qk/s1600-h/IMG_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SQ9xPtXNiYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/bltydYzb6Qk/s320/IMG_1045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264551004108327298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SQ9xNwEGgfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6fmYgeyjGOk/s1600-h/IMG_1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SQ9xNwEGgfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6fmYgeyjGOk/s320/IMG_1043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264550970473742834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SQ9xMvcm0hI/AAAAAAAAAEY/U6agdOHvHlU/s1600-h/IMG_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SQ9xMvcm0hI/AAAAAAAAAEY/U6agdOHvHlU/s320/IMG_1042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264550953128219154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SQ9xLIYK9II/AAAAAAAAAEQ/nzXNuSy-vdI/s1600-h/IMG_1038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SQ9xLIYK9II/AAAAAAAAAEQ/nzXNuSy-vdI/s320/IMG_1038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264550925460763778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SQ9xKjxiZwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Frcavrz0-pg/s1600-h/IMG_1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SQ9xKjxiZwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Frcavrz0-pg/s320/IMG_1034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264550915635046146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-3616599656999049924?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3616599656999049924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=3616599656999049924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/3616599656999049924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/3616599656999049924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/11/world-record-breaking-pinata-my-butt.html' title='World record breaking pinata my butt!!'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SQ9xlVq7omI/AAAAAAAAAEw/vTE7XHxtTN8/s72-c/IMG_1057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-5141290064858789388</id><published>2008-10-31T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T02:29:13.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drive by Rubbing</title><content type='html'>As I was waiting for a cab on the corner on my street, a white man with an English accent approached me to warn me about some black dudes that have been "rubbing" people lately. And I said, "Really? Rubbing? Are you one of those rubbers?" To which he laughed and said no to, and I asked again "Why would they be rubbing people? That's strange." He then told me to be careful and began to walk away. As he was walking away, I yelled, "Oh! Robbers!!!!" But I didn't take head to his warning because I couldn't stop laughing at the mental image I was having of two big black men coming up to people and rubbing their bodies.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I have to get some mase. Just add it to my Christmas list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-5141290064858789388?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5141290064858789388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=5141290064858789388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5141290064858789388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5141290064858789388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/10/drive-by-rubbing.html' title='Drive by Rubbing'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-8084522770316329105</id><published>2008-10-19T12:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T12:03:50.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>naturally awesome nature pics of awesomeness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SPuEfAoLgBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/49NsaoyHS6g/s1600-h/986834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SPuEfAoLgBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/49NsaoyHS6g/s320/986834.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258942658164523026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SPuEcOBIHTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/xRkZMLWSMWU/s1600-h/986833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SPuEcOBIHTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/xRkZMLWSMWU/s320/986833.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258942610219212082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SPuEZG5ecXI/AAAAAAAAADw/4_4KJ_uoGJ0/s1600-h/986832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SPuEZG5ecXI/AAAAAAAAADw/4_4KJ_uoGJ0/s320/986832.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258942556768465266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SPuEWDa16pI/AAAAAAAAADo/QSYD107jR9Y/s1600-h/986827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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As I continue to gain new girlfriends (my new BFF's name is Britt, go figure) and learn more about this city, I become more and more convinced that guys are just a waste of my time. &lt;br /&gt;Why? Read on. Boy A, lets call him "Mike", is someone that I met about 2 months ago and has proved himself worthy of possibly being my boyfriend someday, good looks, awesome job, genuinely nice, perfect age (29) and loooooves Rusty. However, "Mike" does not "want anything serious right now" which we all know is code for "I'm just not that into you". But, he continues to call me to hang out and he even met my friends, including new BFF Britt. Of course, the friends love him and also deem him worthy. Since knowing him, he has had a birthday which he never told me about. You would think after going on 4, yes 4, dates with someone, you would mention your birthday was coming up. So he is now worthy of the title of hot retard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there is Boy B, lets call him "Eric". I met him a week ago and at first I thought he was the perfect person for me. But in order for fate to play with my head, he ended up the complete opposite. We met last Saturday night, went on our first date sunday night, talked everyday until Friday rolled around then we went out onto our second date. This night is when I realize he is not only retarded, but directionally challenged, still in high school (mentally) and a huge honkin loser. When walking to the restaurant, he couldn't point to east (dad you would be proud of me for this) We were right next to the Delaware River!!! Which is connected to the Atlantic ocean!!!! And he lives on the other side of the river thus knowing that when he crosses the bridge, he is in east Philly (which is where we were) and if he just pointed to his house (which you can actually see from where we were) he would've pointed to east. Anyway, he couldn't point to east, which makes him dumber then me which is bad. For my hairstyle that night, I had the front part of my hair pulled back into a ponnytail on top of my head and this style needed a lot of product because of flyaways and some time to do it (i looked pretty cute). During dinner, this "eric" actually reached around the table and just like i was a 10 year old boy finishing a baseball game, used his hand to give me an "atta boy" and completely messed up my hair. WHO DOES THAT ON A ROMANTIC DATE????  he does apparently. I then proceeded to the bathroom to fix it, of course copping major attitude and then when i came back, he ran his hand down my face thus messing up my makeup!!! oh. my. gosh. Of course the part of me that few people see (some people might disagree with me) came out. Bitchy britt. Sorry anna, i know you hate that word, but it's true. She joined us for dinner that night. I almost left. At which "eric" proceeded to call me uptight. me? uptight????? This is guy just messed up my perfectly coiffed hair and then rubbed his dirty hands all over my face knowing i was beeing annoyed!!!!!!! Then...at the end of dinner, me trying to be nice, i offered to go dutch on the bill. he agreed. that's it, this guy is done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the end of that story. I felt like I was in an episode of Seinfeld or something. The guy I really like doesn't want anything to do with me, the guy that really likes me, is still in high school. And i'm convinced that unless I want to date someone with the mentallity of a 16 year old, I am destined to be single forever. Which at this point, doesn't sound so bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-4874257082151199581?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4874257082151199581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=4874257082151199581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/4874257082151199581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/4874257082151199581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-convinced-all-guys-are-mental.html' title='I&apos;m convinced all guys are mental'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-830918709277438328</id><published>2008-10-04T13:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:17:05.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and now gifford...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SOfPNcft5rI/AAAAAAAAACg/BmQ54gX-SZ8/s1600-h/BcuHQe6C63VXSSJMPDkjVoEf4AIABW2v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SOfPNcft5rI/AAAAAAAAACg/BmQ54gX-SZ8/s320/BcuHQe6C63VXSSJMPDkjVoEf4AIABW2v.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253395320245446322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-830918709277438328?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/830918709277438328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=830918709277438328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/830918709277438328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/830918709277438328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-now-gifford.html' title='and now gifford...'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SOfPNcft5rI/AAAAAAAAACg/BmQ54gX-SZ8/s72-c/BcuHQe6C63VXSSJMPDkjVoEf4AIABW2v.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-8633301232672024974</id><published>2008-10-02T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T09:14:40.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm cracking skulls</title><content type='html'>Carly told me I needed to elaborate more on why I got to kick in her door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So upon arriving to Carly's house, she realized she didn't have any keys to get in so she checked under some rocks looking for a spare (and of course I was praying she couldn't find it because she told me that if she couldn't find it, I would have to kick in her door). Much to carly's dismay and an answer to my prayers, the key couldn't be found and so I kicked in the door that enters the garage (not the garage door). And it rocked. And carly kindda made a little scream right after I kicked it and I said "What what what??? You said to kick to it in!!!" to which she replied with a look of astonishment "THAT WAS AWESOME!!" And that is my story. Now a funny picture of Tyler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SOTy0TyJlfI/AAAAAAAAACI/JGGaJETylD4/s1600-h/PlPvjPhLI7YpMCDEwszJ4Ts5o20AdY13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SOTy0TyJlfI/AAAAAAAAACI/JGGaJETylD4/s320/PlPvjPhLI7YpMCDEwszJ4Ts5o20AdY13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252590045898577394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SOTy_k8oWPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hNrN1r6MgnE/s1600-h/3NcjQLhrpcGe6vLgEcbotz9PnTYKji4o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SOTy_k8oWPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hNrN1r6MgnE/s320/3NcjQLhrpcGe6vLgEcbotz9PnTYKji4o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252590239484500210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SOTzIufHghI/AAAAAAAAACY/77rmyXAAKvI/s1600-h/Dw0b3D6oj3wasS9l8rfQGaEFxx7KpD7c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SOTzIufHghI/AAAAAAAAACY/77rmyXAAKvI/s320/Dw0b3D6oj3wasS9l8rfQGaEFxx7KpD7c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252590396663890450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-8633301232672024974?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8633301232672024974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=8633301232672024974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/8633301232672024974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/8633301232672024974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-cracking-skulls.html' title='I&apos;m cracking skulls'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SOTy0TyJlfI/AAAAAAAAACI/JGGaJETylD4/s72-c/PlPvjPhLI7YpMCDEwszJ4Ts5o20AdY13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-4959865456647597267</id><published>2008-09-27T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T22:58:00.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOOOOOOOOME</title><content type='html'>Kicking in doors = coolest thing EVER. Seriously, you should try it. I'm going to start breaking into people's houses just to kick in their door. Carly, I'm addicted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-4959865456647597267?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4959865456647597267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=4959865456647597267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/4959865456647597267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/4959865456647597267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/09/awesoooooooome.html' title='AWESOOOOOOOOME'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-2604425131698499874</id><published>2008-09-16T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T10:34:52.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my momma said...</title><content type='html'>So mom told me to blog about me being sick. Yes I was sick pretty much all of last week, but most of the nights, not sick enough to keep me off the streets (as in I met up with friends for dinner...etc. Not hookin.) But then Friday came....and all devil's heck broke loose and I called mom and cried. I was so sick that I told I would rather go into work and work for FREE in lew of being that sick. If sick got sick, it would be THAT bad. Anyway...it was bad. But now I'm fine. Sorry for no pictures of the event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To liven up your day...a quote from work...&lt;br /&gt; After putting a catheter in a patient to drain her urine after having a baby (she was bleeding quite a bit), the patient was perplexed that there was no blood in the container, just clear urine. I then had to explain to her that pee-pee comes from a different hole then where the blood was coming from (she actually didn't know there was a separate hole for urine). She was 22 and just had twins and is now the mother of 3. We should pray for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-2604425131698499874?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2604425131698499874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=2604425131698499874' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/2604425131698499874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/2604425131698499874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-momma-said.html' title='my momma said...'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-1493025123601651303</id><published>2008-09-08T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T07:47:19.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like a scene from a Jim Carrey Movie</title><content type='html'>I actually had to have a price check at walmart today for nothing other than....an economy sized pack of maxi pads (for Rusty of course)!!! Apparently the bag was ripped right at the barcode and the cashier turned around to her coworker and yelled to her with the pads in her hand "I need a pricecheck on these". I just said forget about it, I don't need them. Then she turned around and THREW them into a cart behind her full of stuff that needed to be restocked onto the shevles. Since it was around 9 am this morning (yes 9 am. I had been up since 4:30 thanks to my F'ed up sleep schedule from going to 100% nights at work) there was only one line open and about 6 people in line who got to witness this. wonderful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-1493025123601651303?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1493025123601651303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=1493025123601651303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1493025123601651303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1493025123601651303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-like-scene-from-jim-carrey-movie.html' title='Just like a scene from a Jim Carrey Movie'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-576158689361732552</id><published>2008-09-04T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T15:04:16.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote from work</title><content type='html'>In the recovery room after a c-section, the patient's boyfriend asked me a very interesting questions...&lt;br /&gt;"Is she going to be bleeding all over the furniture and S**t?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even waste time answering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Rusty removed one of his stitches leaving me with only one more to remove. He did a pretty good job at it too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-576158689361732552?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/576158689361732552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=576158689361732552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/576158689361732552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/576158689361732552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/09/quote-from-work.html' title='Quote from work'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-8133744725776548454</id><published>2008-08-20T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T10:59:14.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you are old when.....</title><content type='html'>Someone drives by you in the city with their music turned all the way up and all you can think of is, "Wow, that is so damaging their ears."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What comes next? A new hip??? Jeez!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-8133744725776548454?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8133744725776548454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=8133744725776548454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/8133744725776548454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/8133744725776548454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-know-you-are-old-when.html' title='You know you are old when.....'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-4759932784653172968</id><published>2008-08-14T13:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T13:14:26.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AC/DC Rules!</title><content type='html'>I wore my AC/DC Back in Black t-shirt into work today and on my way to the elevator, a guy in a wheelchair with Down's Syndrome was rolled by me by a nurse and after he passed me yelled "AC/DC Rules!" And when I mean yelled, he yeeeeeelled. It was so funny I laughed all the way to the third floor and during report. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, I'm repeating this story to anyone on the unit will listen and it's probably one of the highlights of my life. My lifelong goal is to lift the spirits of any mentally challanged person that is wheelchair bound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-4759932784653172968?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4759932784653172968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=4759932784653172968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/4759932784653172968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/4759932784653172968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/08/acdc-rules.html' title='AC/DC Rules!'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-8486820978483824378</id><published>2008-08-13T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T16:04:38.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym tourettes workout weirdo vocal freak guy</title><content type='html'>It seems like everyday, I find something new that bugs me. But this one is definitely one to blog about...&lt;br /&gt;I went to the gym yesterday and EVERY elliptical was taken except for one (i guess it was prime time for gym going) and of coure 5 minutes into my workout, I realize the guy right next to me is "that guy". He kept yelling, VERY loudly, to get himself pumped about his workout. He kept yelling things like "woah! Yeah! That's what's up!!" At first I thought he was just getting really into the olympic swimming he was watching, but then he kept doing it during the commercials! It was at the point that he started yelling "Do it! Whats up now??? Do it!" and noticing everyone in the gym looking at him and subsuquently (sp?) me since I was a foot away from him, that I decided I was "tired" of the elliptical. No matter how loud your ipod was, you could hear him through out the entire gym. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep trying to come up with a name for this guy like workout weirdo or gym tourettes, but nothing that comes close to describing how weird and annoying he was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-8486820978483824378?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8486820978483824378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=8486820978483824378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/8486820978483824378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/8486820978483824378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/08/gym-tourettes-workout-weirdo-vocal.html' title='Gym tourettes workout weirdo vocal freak guy'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-7430498137925024494</id><published>2008-08-06T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T15:43:09.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Berries Berries Everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SJom_vwau-I/AAAAAAAAACA/2Qrk_yP2Etg/s1600-h/pokeweedberries-200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SJom_vwau-I/AAAAAAAAACA/2Qrk_yP2Etg/s320/pokeweedberries-200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231536793737411554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some berries, called Pokeweed berries, growing in my backyard! And not just some, TONS. So I looked them up on the internet to see whether or not they were poisonous (just in case Rusty ate the fallen ones, we all know we don't need Rusty eating any more poisonous food!).&lt;br /&gt;Well, sure enough, they are. Here is a copy of the description I found. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pokeweed berries: Early September, 2003&lt;br /&gt;The berries, though poisonous, are a source of a brilliant purple/dark red pigment used by natives to dye textiles and later to artificially color red wines (not allowed anymore due to the toxic nature of the juice). One of the toxic components found in the roots and in the berries causes clumping of the red blood cells and triggers abnormal division of, otherwise resting, B &amp; T-lymphocytes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the crap!!!!!!!!  I'm sure it won't kill you on contact, but from what the description says, they sound pretty bad. I should make a jam and give it to that Jewish princess girl at work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-7430498137925024494?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7430498137925024494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=7430498137925024494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/7430498137925024494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/7430498137925024494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/08/berries-berries-everywhere.html' title='Berries Berries Everywhere'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SJom_vwau-I/AAAAAAAAACA/2Qrk_yP2Etg/s72-c/pokeweedberries-200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-5898904777192384934</id><published>2008-08-04T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T12:33:23.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the week</title><content type='html'>I honestly can't stop listening to this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8r23cm7bL9E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-5898904777192384934?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5898904777192384934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=5898904777192384934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5898904777192384934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5898904777192384934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/08/song-of-week.html' title='Song of the week'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-4850303289182929514</id><published>2008-08-01T12:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T15:36:45.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You can tell when I'm bored at work when...</title><content type='html'>A random picture of Rusty that my co-worker took in the car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SJNp-T7fAWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/oY-wGdLwuuE/s1600-h/Photo-0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SJNp-T7fAWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/oY-wGdLwuuE/s320/Photo-0113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229640111529853282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny because it looks like he's smiling. He actually might be laughing at a joke I just told or one that he heard earlier that day. Or maybe he knew he was on his way to see Piper or saw a funny billboard. Who knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-4850303289182929514?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4850303289182929514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=4850303289182929514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/4850303289182929514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/4850303289182929514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-can-tell-when-im-bored-at-work-when.html' title='You can tell when I&apos;m bored at work when...'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SJNp-T7fAWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/oY-wGdLwuuE/s72-c/Photo-0113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-1785809066628397381</id><published>2008-08-01T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T11:47:53.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it all by myself</title><content type='html'>Yes, I joined a gym and my membership offcially starts today. Everybody, this is a first for me and I'm extremely nervous. A HUGE DEAL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Rusty has started a new game where he tries to grab the toilet paper out of your hand (with his teeth, not his paws) before you can reach your butt. I dunno...it's fun for him and semi-annoying for me but in the end, pretty dog-on cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-1785809066628397381?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1785809066628397381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=1785809066628397381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1785809066628397381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/1785809066628397381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-did-it-all-by-myself.html' title='I did it all by myself'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-7465745852434348555</id><published>2008-07-30T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T15:05:29.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting sign</title><content type='html'>So this is a sign for a company on my block, except I'm confused on what business this place in actually in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SJDlZ7I-K4I/AAAAAAAAABw/U6nyEblQf1E/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SJDlZ7I-K4I/AAAAAAAAABw/U6nyEblQf1E/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228931400911956866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can go there for a workers comp case and get a colon cleansing? I'm sold!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-7465745852434348555?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7465745852434348555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=7465745852434348555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/7465745852434348555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/7465745852434348555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/07/interesting-sign.html' title='interesting sign'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SJDlZ7I-K4I/AAAAAAAAABw/U6nyEblQf1E/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-7246643087882784948</id><published>2008-07-20T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T17:45:02.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piper hearts Clara</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e387605e46a76cd2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De387605e46a76cd2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331397298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18E4B7C2C6D6C86FB693E46BBF3F78DC6ABE0675.4E4218BD092B4DA68629BF3E6AC0BBA91A65F015%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De387605e46a76cd2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHwYmk1V9vySmH_Zhq-HuhFLfeNY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De387605e46a76cd2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331397298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18E4B7C2C6D6C86FB693E46BBF3F78DC6ABE0675.4E4218BD092B4DA68629BF3E6AC0BBA91A65F015%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De387605e46a76cd2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHwYmk1V9vySmH_Zhq-HuhFLfeNY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this video of Piper from mom's computer that should definately be on someone's blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-7246643087882784948?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e387605e46a76cd2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7246643087882784948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=7246643087882784948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/7246643087882784948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/7246643087882784948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/07/piper-hearts-clara.html' title='Piper hearts Clara'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-2883767795613159251</id><published>2008-07-18T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T04:27:54.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night</title><content type='html'>For dinner last night out with friends, I saw Yorkshire Pudding on the apps menu, so of course I HAD to get it to see if mom and dad do it right. As it turns out, not only do mom and dad do right, but they also do it better. It was still very good (I kept telling people that it felt like Christmas for some reason) and it came with shredded pit beef (not very good but Rusty loved it). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top the night off, I took a cab home and the driver (with a heavy muslim accent) tried to convert me to Islam and after we arrived at my destination, actually said to me "So when can I see you again?"   WHAT?????? So my response? "I guess if I ever get another cab and you happen to be the driver, then that's when you'll see me again. Good night!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's my Philly Fun!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-2883767795613159251?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2883767795613159251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=2883767795613159251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/2883767795613159251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/2883767795613159251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-night.html' title='Last night'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-7922266274731438412</id><published>2008-07-17T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T08:13:21.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giff and his bag of tricks</title><content type='html'>So while I have my camera hooked up, I'm going to post Giff's throat symphony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e4b6ccf4589065a5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7922266274731438412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=7922266274731438412' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/7922266274731438412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/7922266274731438412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/07/giff-and-his-bag-of-tricks.html' title='Giff and his bag of tricks'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-5236826078981940894</id><published>2008-07-17T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T12:06:23.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doggie Autism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SH9fi7AFj_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/F7LG3cqDS-4/s1600-h/IMG_1003%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223999146331312114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SH9fi7AFj_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/F7LG3cqDS-4/s320/IMG_1003%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So apparently, one of the weird and out-of-the-ordinary things that autistic kids do is line up their toys. Peter Rosenquest was textbook for this, instead of reading all the I Spy books, he would open them up to a certain page and then line them all up on the floor. Well, I came home from work this morning to find most of Rusty's toys removed from their basket and lined up at the foot of my desk chair in my "office". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully you can see the linearism from the picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-5236826078981940894?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5236826078981940894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=5236826078981940894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5236826078981940894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/5236826078981940894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/07/doggie-austim.html' title='Doggie Autism'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SH9fi7AFj_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/F7LG3cqDS-4/s72-c/IMG_1003%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-6921489596951264602</id><published>2008-07-16T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T08:16:19.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a fat girl at heart</title><content type='html'>good: BLT's with no L and extra turkey B and extra extra T and extra extra extra mayo, at 7:30 am and 5:30 pm and enough turkey bacon left over for the next day's breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad: cuts on thumb from cracking open someone else's crab for them to enjoy and spider bites that feel like those really deep pimples about a foot beneath the skin...it actually could a pimple. either way, puss came out when i squeezed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom and anna...whats this impending talk? what did i say wrong this time??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anna...whole wheat cookies??? that's like barfing during a roller coaster...went in it for the fun but it ends with a nasty taste in your mouth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-6921489596951264602?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6921489596951264602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=6921489596951264602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/6921489596951264602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/6921489596951264602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-blts-with-no-l-and-extra-turkey-b.html' title='I&apos;m a fat girl at heart'/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854443167587546609.post-2550045217402418751</id><published>2008-07-10T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T08:17:08.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHW1IZh9TiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OWNthFHrlIM/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221278498902855202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHW1IZh9TiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OWNthFHrlIM/s320/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHW1BgwM14I/AAAAAAAAAAM/FNgOLpzWwhM/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, fine, fine, I finally started this thing called blogging. So welcome, hope you enjoy because from reading my blog you will probably only get dumber, or is it dumbber. I dunno. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets begin with Rusty, the gay dog. Yes, gay. And his "partner" is Piper, but he remains in the closet so I won't post his pic as to not out him. In celebration of expecting Rusty's homodogsexuality, I bought him a rainbow collar and proceeded to find him sitting on my bed with his legs crossed. Yeah, he's not fooling anyone. All in all, he's the coolest dog ever and I love him much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After going on a trip to Texas to visit friends, I went home to MD to pick up my lil Rusty from mom and dad's. On returning home to Philly, I was redirected home instead of my usual route due to police cars everywhere and police tape and a news van. All this commotion was about 2 miles away from my apartment, so don't get too worried. Being curious, I drove around the blocked off areas hoping to get a glimpse of the dead body or robbed elderly couple or car with it's windows smashed, or something, but no dice. Also, since I don't have the patience to watch the evening news, I went online the next day (today) but couldn't find out what happened. rats. And speaking of rats...I've had the pleasure to see a true philly rat run across my street late at night one night and boy, if I put Rusty in front of it, the rat would've gone Pac-Man on him, one bite, that's it, Rusty would be done and the rat would be satisfied for maybe an hour. IT WAS HUGE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I must note. I have been trying to eat healthier lately, not to lose weight, but just to overcome the feeling of impended doom I have everytime i go to work and I walk up 3 flights of stairs. So i'm cutting down calories, eating less sugary crap and looking to buy an elliptical machine, because I'm also tired of feeling my thighs jiggle like mom's green jello with shredded cheese everytime I walk. It's not cute. My point is...I found english muffins that are only 100 calories! and you pair that with the Smart Butter that decreases cholesterol and is pretty tastey and sugar free preserves, It's pretty awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll end on that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854443167587546609-2550045217402418751?l=brittnieyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2550045217402418751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3854443167587546609&amp;postID=2550045217402418751' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/2550045217402418751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3854443167587546609/posts/default/2550045217402418751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittnieyoung.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay-fine-fine-i-finally-started-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittnay!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04908146874657312503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHzAQMbHDpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/S1sxbFNHzpw/S220/bloody.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Yy9MLvwTOQ8/SHW1IZh9TiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OWNthFHrlIM/s72-c/Image020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
