<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-2527727201393984549</id><updated>2024-11-01T04:04:31.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nom de Plume Kayla</title><subtitle type='html'>Fiction, features, and fickle fun...  It&#39;s all here for you all to enjoy.  So kick back, scroll down and take a ride with me through my latest exploits!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-4634858039225893033</id><published>2010-05-26T08:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T08:59:24.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to @g39owens for this widget!!</title><summary type="text">What&#39;s that you say? You wanna help me earn $ for my Forks, WA trip? Well then that little widget to the left
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is for you! For every $ you donate $0.50 goes to InsivibleChildren.com &amp;amp; $0.50 goes to my FORKS ROAD TRIP&amp;nbsp;(Squeee!) fund.

If you haven&#39;t already, go check out InvisibleChildren.com &amp;amp; see</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/4634858039225893033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/4634858039225893033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/4634858039225893033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/4634858039225893033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2010/05/thanks-to-g39owens-for-this-widget.html' title='Thanks to @g39owens for this widget!!'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-3554081657401371172</id><published>2010-05-26T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T08:51:08.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Work, work, work, then next April... PLAYTIME!</title><summary type="text">Well folks, it&#39;s official, I am working myself to death for the love of Twilight. Lol, that&#39;s gonna be my new
phrase, 4the&amp;lt;3ofTwilight!

Anywho... I have 4 jobs, FOUR! Fullish time cashier @ Casey&#39;s, (wad up my midwest ppl!), personal housekeeper,&amp;nbsp;(A Fine Touch Cleaners @ your services *bows*), Schwagstock security, &amp;amp; of course dedicated ChaCha.com&amp;nbsp;&quot;Expeditor&quot;... Whew, I didn&#39;t </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/3554081657401371172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/3554081657401371172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/3554081657401371172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/3554081657401371172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2010/05/work-work-work-then-next-april-playtime.html' title='Work, work, work, then next April... PLAYTIME!'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-8324192092008444234</id><published>2010-05-24T17:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T17:23:45.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It&#39;s been a while... Lol</title><summary type="text">Ok, so I know that many of you read my blog simply for the essays and things that I put in here, but it now has another purpose added...  Duh duh dummmm.  I am going to use this to chronicle my adventures in temping for extra money to save for my trip to Forks, WA next April with my friend, Janice.  Wat up bitches!  Lol, yeah...  So now I am working a hippie music festival about 20 miles from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/8324192092008444234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/8324192092008444234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/8324192092008444234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/8324192092008444234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-while-lol.html' title='It&#39;s been a while... Lol'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-2070892650446116552</id><published>2010-05-24T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T17:03:04.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Path</title><summary type="text">The Path (tentative title) She muffled a silent scream that racked her body, mind and soul with agony. Hoping that she was on fire or some other horrid form of slow and excruciating torture she sat abruptly in bed. As she glanced over her body and sheets, the lack of hungry flames seemed to be more like hell than heaven. Now that she was fully awake she had to deal with the mental anguish, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/2070892650446116552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/2070892650446116552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/2070892650446116552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/2070892650446116552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2010/05/path.html' title='The Path'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-892707239668031022</id><published>2008-01-31T18:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:56:33.682-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Sleep, Perchance to Dream</title><summary type="text">Image for a moment I was telling you about a dream I had last night.  I was flying above the clouds, farther and farther away from my home.  This causes me to wonder...  What does this dream mean?  Does it have any purpose?  I decided to find the answers by studying oneirology and using the three main dream theories.  The most unusual of these theories is Dream ESP.           Dream ESP is just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/892707239668031022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/892707239668031022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/892707239668031022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/892707239668031022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-sleep-perchance-to-dream.html' title='To Sleep, Perchance to Dream'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-133547533813573376</id><published>2008-01-31T18:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:54:38.707-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Milky Way Galaxy:  All a Non-Astronomy Student Could Ever Want to Know</title><summary type="text">As a side note, before I began this class, I was one of the many people who just wished on stars.  I loved the night sky, so I was interested, but never enough to take a class on the subject.  So, when I decided to broaden my horizons, I thought that an astronomy class would be the perfect thing to absolve my curiosity.  I had no idea how much work I was in for, or how over my head I would be.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/133547533813573376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/133547533813573376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/133547533813573376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/133547533813573376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/milky-way-galaxy-all-non-astronomy.html' title='The Milky Way Galaxy:  All a Non-Astronomy Student Could Ever Want to Know'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-6150120615530492273</id><published>2008-01-31T18:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:53:47.392-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Television Ratings – Are They Necessary and Valuable?</title><summary type="text">On January 1, 1997 a new set of television standards was introduced to the public, TV Parental Guidelines. (1)  While these ratings do not completely prevent a child from watching something outside their maturity level, it does help parents to know and understand what their children are watching.  The “TV Parental Guidelines” were set up so that every series could be rated by the content it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6150120615530492273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/6150120615530492273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/6150120615530492273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/6150120615530492273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/television-ratings-are-they-necessary.html' title='Television Ratings – Are They Necessary and Valuable?'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-3112300189554542465</id><published>2008-01-31T18:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:52:53.487-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Soundtrack of Your Life:  The Life and Times of Kayla Fine</title><summary type="text">Yesterday I was given one of the hardest assignments of my life.  Music is my life.  I live, breathe, and dream of it.  I use melodies and catchy lyrics to face whatever I am dealing with; much the way a painter uses color to expose their emotions.  When I was asked to make a soundtrack to my life, I thought I was on easy street.  That is, until I started putting my playlist together.  As I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/3112300189554542465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/3112300189554542465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/3112300189554542465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/3112300189554542465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/soundtrack-of-your-life-life-and-times.html' title='Soundtrack of Your Life:  The Life and Times of Kayla Fine'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-3245618546012591897</id><published>2008-01-31T18:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:52:04.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shifts in Cultural Icons:  Johnny Depp</title><summary type="text">Many Hollywood stars have made a career out of changing with the times and constantly “updating” themselves, (i.e. Madonna), but there are a few select who have done quite the opposite.  These stars have used their careers to change the environment around them.  Some of those people include rocker Tommy Lee, musician Mariah Carey, and comedian Jim Carrey.  One other such person is Johnny Depp.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/3245618546012591897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/3245618546012591897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/3245618546012591897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/3245618546012591897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/shifts-in-cultural-icons-johnny-depp.html' title='Shifts in Cultural Icons:  Johnny Depp'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-6355585957808397650</id><published>2008-01-31T18:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:51:07.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Questioning the Media - Radio, Politics and Social Issues</title><summary type="text">How often do you get into social or political conversation with a twenty something outside of a college classroom?  Or even better, how about a teenager anywhere?  Very few people my age have little, if any interest in political matters.  And the only social issues they worry out are their social lives.  Although I must admit that students are getting involved with their government more in modern</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6355585957808397650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/6355585957808397650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/6355585957808397650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/6355585957808397650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/questioning-media-radio-politics-and.html' title='Questioning the Media - Radio, Politics and Social Issues'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-614945216011338154</id><published>2008-01-31T18:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:49:39.124-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems, poems, and more poems... DON&#39;T LAUGH!!</title><summary type="text">Harmony with a ThiefYou are no artist, this is not true art.I will see real works, this you must believe,Now soon the artist’s touch I will receive.You see, I’ve taken chances, done my part,Dreamt softly deepest in my heart.To me you may lie, but do not deceive,To all who know the truth, are you relieved?A blessing but a curse? At least a start.For one so judgmental, you choose the past,Truly, my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/614945216011338154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/614945216011338154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/614945216011338154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/614945216011338154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/poems-poems-and-more-poems-dont-laugh.html' title='Poems, poems, and more poems... DON&#39;T LAUGH!!'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-5253583681590121994</id><published>2008-01-31T18:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:45:19.719-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Film Success:  Bad Reviews</title><summary type="text">This paper is about something very dear to my heart, horror films.  Horror flicks rarely do well in theaters, especially horror remakes.  So, I was not shocked when I looked at the composite review for the most updated version of the Amityville Horror.  Many critics say that this movie has been done to death, but if you can think back to a time when scary movies, well scared you, I’m sure you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/5253583681590121994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/5253583681590121994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/5253583681590121994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/5253583681590121994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/film-success-bad-reviews.html' title='Film Success:  Bad Reviews'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-5618692197553274511</id><published>2008-01-31T18:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:42:31.387-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">Face Number Seventy-Eight            Click.  The green light flashed on.  The tape was recording.  “So who are you today?”           “My name is Eliza Friday and I am a hit man.  Jesus, I sound like I’m at a god damned AA meeting.  Let me start over…  Hi, my name is Eliza Friday and I kill people for a living.  Does that sound too blunt?  The truth never sounds as nice as I’d like it to.  I lied </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/5618692197553274511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/5618692197553274511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/5618692197553274511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/5618692197553274511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/face-number-seventy-eight-click.html' title=''/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-4010888190530150421</id><published>2008-01-31T18:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:41:08.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>End of An Era/Life In This World</title><summary type="text">A Compare and Contrast Essay in Two PartsPart One: End of an Era – Was the Mauve Decade Really the Gay Nineties?Annabelle woke up on a hot July morning in 1899. Even at four o’clock in the morning she could feel the air beginning to burn up. Although she dreaded getting up, she knew if mister and misses Supra woke up and she did not have breakfast ready, she would be beaten, at best. Seeing as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/4010888190530150421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/4010888190530150421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/4010888190530150421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/4010888190530150421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/end-of-eralife-in-this-world.html' title='End of An Era/Life In This World'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-5578230517339281144</id><published>2008-01-31T18:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:35:39.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ban the Deed, Not the Breed!</title><summary type="text">Are all blondes dumb? No, but stereotypes like this dictate that they are. So are all pit bulls vicious? Of course not, but many people base their opinions and beliefs on this very stereotype. This is why I’ve been watching the BSL controversy, or Breed Specific Legislation. BSL is a law that singles out a certain breed of dog as “dangerous” or which has “dangerous qualities.” (1) This law </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/5578230517339281144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/5578230517339281144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/5578230517339281144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/5578230517339281144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/ban-deed-not-breed.html' title='Ban the Deed, Not the Breed!'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-2893891241415688363</id><published>2008-01-31T18:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:29:21.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time, no write...</title><summary type="text">Sorry that it&#39;s been so long since I&#39;ve wrote to the whole three people out there :)  but I&#39;ve been so busy.  Not much to report, just trying to keep myself occupied so I don&#39;t bug that one person I like to death, you all know how it is when you like someone.  You seem to always have something to say to them, and then you worry about being annoying, considering that I&#39;m pretty annoying on my own,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/2893891241415688363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/2893891241415688363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/2893891241415688363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/2893891241415688363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/long-time-no-write.html' title='Long time, no write...'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-2141957797181454364</id><published>2008-01-28T21:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T21:18:43.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Manson break...</title><summary type="text">Ok guys, two things... first, I, Kayla Fine, am officially a new journalism intern. I&#39;ll talk about that more, l8r, but right now I am working on getting my portfolio together for my new boss. And I have to admit that that is no easy task, I&#39;ve wrote more than I thought I had, (good stuff anyways).But anywayz, I was having a hard time concentrating so I started listening to one of my fave new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/2141957797181454364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/2141957797181454364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/2141957797181454364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/2141957797181454364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/manson-break.html' title='Manson break...'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-2538411486411309633</id><published>2008-01-27T09:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T10:09:26.447-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I may be an intern!   (Watch out Monica...)</title><summary type="text">So, yeah... Shockingly my mom is taking me not going back to college and wanting to write full time quite well. Yeah, scares the hell out me, too! To make matters fully incomprehensible, she&#39;s even found me a journalism internship. The job is pay less, as most internships are unfortunately... but it could really help me build my portfolio and gain valuable experience. Plus, I&#39;m hoping that I wow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/2538411486411309633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/2538411486411309633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/2538411486411309633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/2538411486411309633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-may-be-intern-watch-out-monica.html' title='I may be an intern!   (Watch out Monica...)'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-1992110669143477285</id><published>2008-01-25T19:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T19:57:04.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A little V day cheer...</title><summary type="text">My Aunt Tammy sent this to me and I thought it was too good not to pass on to all of you... Enjoy.Happy friggin Valentine&#39;s Day :)KaylaWhat Love means to a 4-8 year old . . .   Slow down for three minutes to read this. It is so worth it. Touching words from the mouth of babes. A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, &#39;What does love mean?&#39; The answers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/1992110669143477285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/1992110669143477285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/1992110669143477285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/1992110669143477285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/little-v-day-cheer.html' title='A little V day cheer...'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-1426780036443690905</id><published>2008-01-25T10:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T09:57:21.802-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine&#39;s Day sucks</title><summary type="text">I have decided, on more than one occasion that I HATE Valentine&#39;s Day.  Especially when there&#39;s all those sappy love stories on and I feel farther than even away from BEING in one of those movies...  Ok, you know what I mean!  But, I don&#39;t want to ruin anyone else&#39;s good mood... so I&#39;m going to stop here and let all you lovebirds get back to your gay-ass make out sessions!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/1426780036443690905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/1426780036443690905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/1426780036443690905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/1426780036443690905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/valentines-day-sucks.html' title='Valentine&#39;s Day sucks'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-6016348197160232536</id><published>2008-01-24T16:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T16:17:40.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'>INSPIRATION STRIKES!</title><summary type="text">Ok, so from the last post about an hour ago we have all discovered that I do not a mix master make!  But, I have been known to have an inspired idea from time to time...  HA-HA I shall have the last laugh!Shut up already, I feel proud, inspiration struck finally.  So I don&#39;t know anything about techno, but what I do know is that the most popular stations of any genre have their own podcasts.  So </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/6016348197160232536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/6016348197160232536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/6016348197160232536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/6016348197160232536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/inspiration-strikes.html' title='INSPIRATION STRIKES!'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-7843501194888093297</id><published>2008-01-24T14:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T15:19:15.533-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn birthdays!</title><summary type="text">Ok, so you all know how you have that one friend who is IMPOSSIBLE to buy a present for because they seem to have everything they want already?  Well, one of my friends just like that is having a birthday soon... Sunday in fact.  Now, I am the type of person who loves to give gifts tailored to the person&#39;s personality, but J is quickly becoming a case that I&#39;m finding harder and harder to solve.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/7843501194888093297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/7843501194888093297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/7843501194888093297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/7843501194888093297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/damn-birthdays.html' title='Damn birthdays!'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-5278856652117312839</id><published>2008-01-23T09:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T13:00:00.642-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1, 2, 3... Let&#39;s go, or stay?</title><summary type="text">Ok, so I made a promise to myself that I would write a new post everyday. Well, two days into the new blog and I already broke that promise. Not that there was much interesting to write about yesterday... Fought with my mom while trying to help her clean her house, lots of sleeping in, arguing some more with my mom. She wants me to go back on the road, this from the woman who freaked out when I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/5278856652117312839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/5278856652117312839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/5278856652117312839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/5278856652117312839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/1-2-3-lets-go-or-stay.html' title='1, 2, 3... Let&#39;s go, or stay?'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527727201393984549.post-3041013810636066799</id><published>2008-01-21T15:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T15:56:14.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting over... again</title><summary type="text">Ok, so this is the first entry in my new life...  God, how many times have I said that and done this?  How many times have I started over just to realize when I&#39;m back at square one that I have no idea why I left square seven (hey, that&#39;s as far as I&#39;ve ever gotten!).  THIS IS THE LAST TIME.  And I mean it this time.  Okay, so I&#39;m unmarried, I still rent, and I don&#39;t have a nine-to-five job.  But</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/feeds/3041013810636066799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2527727201393984549/3041013810636066799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/3041013810636066799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527727201393984549/posts/default/3041013810636066799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomdeplumekayla.blogspot.com/2008/01/starting-over-again.html' title='Starting over... again'/><author><name>Nom de plume Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17272370363063632479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYA3P13cRHNUIC7RXf5_372-kMqj7io6KPdYjz2JXWAkT4qi-Qhr2AWk2M5dGFysgUxD8oWcQg5taao6b9oQoNN4dG9iBtjBy4QebK7-htrBdwdy-AVVA_Vx_cEWQEz0/s220/b&amp;w.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>