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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQCRHczfip7ImA9WhRRFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144008131472183335</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:26:05.986-08:00</updated><category term="literature" /><category term="thought" /><category term="mitzi" /><category term="art" /><category term="clutter" /><category term="blog" /><title>Mitzi Miles-Kubota</title><subtitle type="html">Deep, But Not Obscure</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mitzimileskubota.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mitzimileskubota.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>Mitzi Miles-Kubota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08903445266454027808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G0z-cZFuQhc/TrrkWwZM2eI/AAAAAAAAAY4/AGUgSiCz8Qc/s220/blogimage11_9_11.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/MitziMiles-kubotaPaintingAndWriting" /><feedburner:info uri="mitzimiles-kubotapaintingandwriting" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IMQ3YzcCp7ImA9WhRTGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144008131472183335.post-5043145520972117529</id><published>2011-11-09T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T12:46:22.888-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-09T12:46:22.888-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="art" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mitzi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thought" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="literature" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="clutter" /><title /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mitzimileskubota.blogspot.com/feeds/5043145520972117529/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=144008131472183335&amp;postID=5043145520972117529" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/144008131472183335/posts/default/5043145520972117529?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/144008131472183335/posts/default/5043145520972117529?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MitziMiles-kubotaPaintingAndWriting/~3/up-3b_iKhI4/whoa-first-for-me.html" title="" /><author><name>Mitzi Miles-Kubota</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08903445266454027808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G0z-cZFuQhc/TrrkWwZM2eI/AAAAAAAAAY4/AGUgSiCz8Qc/s220/blogimage11_9_11.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Whoa! A first for me. I killed a blog. Don't worry--it was my own.

It was harder than I thought in lots of ways. Technical, emotional, and otherwise. But I'm in a cleansing mood, and I'm going after clutter in all its manifestations.

So out with the old, in with the new.

Wonder what "new" will be this time . . .
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