<?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:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626</id><updated>2010-09-08T04:47:32.946-03:00</updated><title type='text'>walking bottle of colt 45</title><subtitle type='html'>Telling inappropriate stories at inappropriate times since 1986.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>480</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-7582023474521391290</id><published>2010-06-21T15:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T15:28:30.741-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>welp.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have nothing to say about myself anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-7582023474521391290?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/7582023474521391290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=7582023474521391290&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/7582023474521391290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/7582023474521391290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/06/welp.html' title=''/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-2198275263318179687</id><published>2010-05-05T11:01:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T11:57:45.273-03:00</updated><title type='text'>mid 21st century girl</title><content type='html'>Went back and read my old livejournals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do this some times as I need the reminders etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realizing how awful I was (am?) with men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the handful of possible dating situations I was involved in when I was living in singledom (2005-2006), they all ended sort of the same. I got ditched hard. And in each of those situations, I was perfectly fine with makeouts and other scandalous endeavours and that being it. And in each of those situations I made it perfectly clear I didn't expect a lot and I didn't need a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what was 19 year old Aimee's problem? Or what was the problem of all these men of varied ages?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had boys who were telling me they'd travel to see me, they painted shit for me, wrote me poems, took care of me when I was drunk, had unruly phone sex with me, made me mixed cd's and all and all it ended the same. They tried their best to distance themselves from me by being as rude and blunt as possible. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what possessed me to reflect on all this shit today. I've been such a 'relationship person' for so long now that it never occurred to me to care about the past.&lt;br /&gt;But today - I guess I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand what the point was in leading me on, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I was in it for physical reasons and some hidden emotional ones. I liked sleeping with a boy at night and I liked having someone to hang out with. The physical always happened first (whoops) because I really didn't want anything else but these stupid boys always wanted to keep talking to me and making arts and crafts projects for me so I kept with it. I liked them (obviously) but I wasn't dying to be a girlfriend. Then in no time at all after piles of msn "when can I visit" conversations or simple fooling around situations, they'd shut it down saying they didn't want a girlfriend right now or some other crud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attitude at the time was crazy to say the least. I tore through men like a windstorm so I didn't need any one ol' dude hanging around for me. So why did these dudes feel the need to tell me that I was so great or that I was so wonderful if in fact I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt;? I admit I had a few needy times but I never once felt like I pulled too hard. I wanted to keep hanging out with boys who called me beautiful or who laughed at my jokes. But I also liked being straight forward about what things are and perhaps men mistook that for wanting to be their wife. Back then everything felt very effortless and perhaps my nonchalance was madly misconstrued. Sure, I had crushes. But I had crushes on any boy with a beard and a flannel shirt in those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all, I feel I've been very lucky in the world of love, dating and sex. I used to spend my days drinking and not thinking but lately I've been full-on thinker (part time drinker).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need to write this stuff out because I'm new to thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-2198275263318179687?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/2198275263318179687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=2198275263318179687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/2198275263318179687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/2198275263318179687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/05/mid-21st-century-girl.html' title='mid 21st century girl'/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-3244646679121803237</id><published>2010-05-03T15:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T15:22:09.861-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>food I like as an adult</title><content type='html'>I half feel like I made this post already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Apparently I was beyond sheltered as a young one and there were so many things I did not realize were amazing until I hit my 20's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://morningnoonandnight.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/jam1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 381px;" src="http://morningnoonandnight.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/jam1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously did not give two fucks about jam when I was younger. I had my first pb&amp;amp;j at age 17 at my ex-boyfriends house. It was okay. But now I am jamming it up every morning on some buttered toast. SO GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DELI TURKEY MEAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thedailygreen.com/media/cm/thedailygreen/images/turkey-wrap-sandwich-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 460px;" src="http://www.thedailygreen.com/media/cm/thedailygreen/images/turkey-wrap-sandwich-lg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I never really ate sandwiches growing up, to be honest. I never liked anything in them but now I like everything in them! I am always buying some superstore lean deli turkey and it is just brightening up my day. Sandwiches, how I've neglected you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPINACH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://littlecitycatering.com/content/management/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/Mushroom-and-Spinach-Omelet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://littlecitycatering.com/content/management/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/Mushroom-and-Spinach-Omelet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was something I always assumed I'd hate. but nope! love it! Always throwing it into almost everything I eat. It is becoming a scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh I forget what else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-3244646679121803237?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/3244646679121803237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=3244646679121803237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/3244646679121803237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/3244646679121803237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/05/food-i-like-as-adult.html' title='food I like as an adult'/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-5444907838864176260</id><published>2010-04-30T16:05:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T16:16:28.926-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I got really stressed about losing my job</title><content type='html'>But I just got this floaty feeling that I will never end up going back to school and will do just dandy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-5444907838864176260?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/5444907838864176260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=5444907838864176260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/5444907838864176260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/5444907838864176260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-got-really-stressed-about-losing-my.html' title='I got really stressed about losing my job'/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-1479745488023647998</id><published>2010-04-22T13:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T13:40:30.929-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realize lately how low I fuckin' shoot for things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really will never strive to be anything great. I am consistently thinking about how to get by and that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I half envy those who think anything can be accomplished and no goal is too stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-1479745488023647998?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/1479745488023647998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=1479745488023647998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/1479745488023647998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/1479745488023647998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-realize-lately-how-low-i-fuckin-shoot.html' title=''/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-468035099506054650</id><published>2010-04-16T09:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T09:38:05.524-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been really bad at blogging lately. I feel like I have nothing to say and it is creeping into my real life too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I talk and talk and talk all day and when I think back to what I've said, none of it makes any sense. Maybe I've always been like that and only recently become aware of the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-468035099506054650?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/468035099506054650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=468035099506054650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/468035099506054650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/468035099506054650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/04/ive-been-really-bad-at-blogging-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-791357986897606616</id><published>2010-03-30T15:37:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T15:43:52.279-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm still waiting on a T4 but I am PRETTY SURE I am getting an okay amount of money back from taxes and then have about $900 saved up and all that so I am really debating on buying my camera online TONIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking more and more about whether or not it is foolish to buy a mega-nice camera with HD video I will probably never use. It is not like I make money off of photography or use them for anything other than free stuff. And to be honest, I don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; deserve to treat myself to something nice! I am working a contract job and am going to Disney World in May I should be more conservative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I think that there are tonnes of people who buy instruments and aren't in a band, have a mega-fancy phone and only use it for texting and so I think I can sort of justify it. I just really hate feeling like a fool with my money, I guess. But I can't use my current camera anymore or else I will huck it at a wall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-791357986897606616?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/791357986897606616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=791357986897606616&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/791357986897606616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/791357986897606616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-still-waiting-on-t4-but-i-am-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-5416863662479493175</id><published>2010-03-25T14:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T14:18:09.774-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>who's got two thumbs and is going to college</title><content type='html'>THIS GUY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is of course if I don't have another crisis of faith before registering or what have you like last year, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can commit to two years and I feel good about the Marketing part of this all hoo-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-5416863662479493175?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/5416863662479493175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=5416863662479493175&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/5416863662479493175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/5416863662479493175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/03/whos-got-two-thumbs-and-is-going-to.html' title='who&apos;s got two thumbs and is going to college'/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-4629093108435512854</id><published>2010-03-22T16:20:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T16:24:56.049-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glasses'/><title type='text'>last glasses questions. promise.</title><content type='html'>1. Should I get these?&lt;br /&gt;2. Black or brown? (I'm leaning towards brown but black is so ~classic~, ya know?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.framesdirect.com/cdimages_elg/RayBan-5154-eyeglasses-2372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 194px;" src="http://www.framesdirect.com/cdimages_elg/RayBan-5154-eyeglasses-2372.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.framesdirect.com/cdimages_elg/RayBan-5154-eyeglasses-2000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 194px;" src="http://www.framesdirect.com/cdimages_elg/RayBan-5154-eyeglasses-2000.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am being a bit crazy anal about glasses (or so people tell me) but dude, they are ON MY FACE. It is not like buying a new hat or a pair of shoes. It sits on the place where I breathe and eat and talk and see, this face is an important place!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-4629093108435512854?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/4629093108435512854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=4629093108435512854&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/4629093108435512854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/4629093108435512854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-glasses-questions-promise.html' title='last glasses questions. promise.'/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-5044988805662934435</id><published>2010-03-19T13:10:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T13:16:16.291-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Making Google maps for fictional trips is the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-5044988805662934435?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/5044988805662934435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=5044988805662934435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/5044988805662934435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/5044988805662934435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/03/making-google-maps-for-fictional-trips.html' title=''/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-4983798763866979429</id><published>2010-03-18T11:28:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T12:03:43.330-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='florida'/><title type='text'>~~shopping~~</title><content type='html'>Blogger did not work for awhile at work, for whatever reason.&lt;br /&gt;Now it is working. Now I am blogging. You get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In two months I will be in Florida! I am having a hard time believing it, maybe because I dread being in photos and maybe having to wear a bathing suit. Yeah, that is probably it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how much money to bring :? I am in the midst of maybe deciding to go a bit bigger with my camera purchase, *cough* &lt;a href="http://www.bhphotovideo.com/c/product/646908-REG/Canon_3814B004_EOS_7D_SLR_Digital.html"&gt;7D&lt;/a&gt;, even though I probably don't need all the features (like video). But go big or go home, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, FLORIDA. SHOPPING. OUTLET SHOPPING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess since gaining a bunch of weight to the point where I feel smushed into normal size clothes I apparently have developed a love of shopping? Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyyy outlet stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Betsey Johnson:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.betseyjohnson.com/store/productimages/regular/8447_blue_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.betseyjohnson.com/store/productimages/regular/8447_blue_l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this dress (although my womanly parts prob couldn't fit in it), and I also like a lot of her outrageous rose bags. Please have one there that has like a backwards zipper on it and thus it is very cheap, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dickie's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of want to get one of those "classic" black Dickie's jackets for boys. Maybe I will put a cat patch on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forever 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think they might have some Faith 21 ie Plus Sized stuff there? I bought a dress online from them recently and was pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy cheap jewelry? Yeahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I am at a point in my life where I am sad that there is no Gap in Charlottetown.&lt;br /&gt;They always have great colours on great cardigans. Would like something soft in a buttercup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J. Crew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think this place is made for ladies with D cups, but I feel Cory would look great in all of it? Maybe if he shaved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Kors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Cinderella in me wants these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.michaelkors.com/products/mn/MKX0FTL_mn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 270px;" src="http://www.michaelkors.com/products/mn/MKX0FTL_mn.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piles of sunglasses places. Piles of places to get ice cream (see you soon Cold Stone Creamery) and lots of pretzels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also not wanting to buy a bathing suit online and can't find anything here. I am half thinking of waiting until I get down there to buy one. Ugh the worst part of summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-4983798763866979429?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/4983798763866979429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=4983798763866979429&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/4983798763866979429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/4983798763866979429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/03/shopping.html' title='~~shopping~~'/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-9128810454355525238</id><published>2010-03-17T16:44:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T16:45:35.567-03:00</updated><title type='text'>amywinehouse</title><content type='html'>what is up with her slippers? Did I miss sometthing? Once I noticed, I realized she is wearing them in almost every single photo?&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.celebrityclothingline.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/amyw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 594px;" src="http://www.celebrityclothingline.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/amyw.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-9128810454355525238?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/9128810454355525238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=9128810454355525238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/9128810454355525238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/9128810454355525238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/03/amywinehouse.html' title='amywinehouse'/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-4763083206804382997</id><published>2010-03-17T11:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T11:09:44.757-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah, I think I am really going to dye my hair dark/black/something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I do it ghetto two boxes at home style? Or can anyone recommend me a colourist?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-4763083206804382997?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/4763083206804382997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=4763083206804382997&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/4763083206804382997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/4763083206804382997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/03/yeah-i-think-i-am-really-going-to-dye.html' title=''/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-5355893208318631722</id><published>2010-03-15T10:37:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T11:12:12.651-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>movie phone</title><content type='html'>I've been jonesin' to go to the movies lately. Problem is that there is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; I want to see these days. Alice in Wonderland is out but I half feel like I will feel Avatar-ish about it. As in, it will look pretty but I will be pretty bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010, whatchoo got?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1017451/"&gt;The Runaways&lt;/a&gt; - I am obviously excited about this although I feel it won't come to City Cinema until it is out on videotape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1279935/"&gt;Date night &lt;/a&gt;- This movie will probably be awful, but I might go see it with a two for one coupon or something of the sort. I will probably make Cory go with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1250777/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kick Ass&lt;/a&gt; - I typically veer away from action-hero type movies, but every trailer I've seen with that little girl saying SWEARS is incredible. Also, I only like NIcholas Cage when he is being an ugly schlub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATC 2 - DON'T JUDGE ME. The first movie was 40 minutes too long, I hope they solve this problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1017460/"&gt;Splice&lt;/a&gt; - Adrian Brody, Sarah Polley, alien stuff, etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0842926/"&gt;The Kids Are All Right&lt;/a&gt; - Julianne Moore is your lesbian mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1375666/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inception&lt;/a&gt; - I will probably end up seeing a trailer for this and then be EMBARRASSED at the fact I put this on my list, butttt Leo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0493949/"&gt;Ramona and Beezus&lt;/a&gt; - My childhood was all over Beverly Cleary sooo I might go see this at a Sunday matinee if it looks okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0446029/"&gt;Scott Pilgrim vs. The World&lt;/a&gt; - I eat up all these indie kid movies, so keep 'em coming. I really enjoy Aubrey Plaza and I see a Culkin is in it soooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1228987/"&gt;Let Me In&lt;/a&gt; - Let the Right One In remake of sorts? oh no this could be bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also there is a 3D Jackass movie and then whenever the fuck they get that Joaquin Phoenix documentary on the outs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-5355893208318631722?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/5355893208318631722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=5355893208318631722&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/5355893208318631722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/5355893208318631722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/03/movie-phone.html' title='movie phone'/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-6446631346738515449</id><published>2010-03-11T14:15:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T14:51:41.659-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glasses'/><title type='text'>glasses time again</title><content type='html'>My eye doctor: Are you currently driving with those glasses? Ohhhh you really shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years since an eye appointment, and they told me that I was more than due. Eep! Need to go internet shopping for new glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried on a few pairs with the optician after my appointment today and I said "I like big glasses" and she was like "sorry". They had a few nice ray bans but too pricey for me, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things I'm thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5knSel7rHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_QoEi2LE0Qg/s1600-h/one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5knSel7rHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_QoEi2LE0Qg/s320/one.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447428422684617842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is my current pair, only mine are brown/clear tortoiseshell. Half thinking of getting the same again maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5kncMOsK9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/L_6fvxTC_F8/s1600-h/heroes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5kncMOsK9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/L_6fvxTC_F8/s320/heroes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447428589553986514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also sort of want horn rimmed glasses like the Dad from Heroes. HMM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5knsC9cymI/AAAAAAAAAI0/UydZIymaOEk/s1600-h/cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5knsC9cymI/AAAAAAAAAI0/UydZIymaOEk/s320/cat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447428861943663202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been finding lots of crazy frames on Etsy, but apparently getting the glasses put into them is $$?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orrrrrrrrrrrrr some cat eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bitternsweet.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/marilyn-glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://bitternsweet.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/marilyn-glasses.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been checking out Clearly Contacts for some frames too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5kqiMO2uXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hIjaVPWLDVk/s1600-h/Guess-1516-Tortoise-me-XL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 131px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5kqiMO2uXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hIjaVPWLDVk/s320/Guess-1516-Tortoise-me-XL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447431991168776562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5kq6JdVTUI/AAAAAAAAAJM/oIOUr-1ga28/s1600-h/Marc-Jacobs-134-Brown-me-XL.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 121px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5kq6JdVTUI/AAAAAAAAAJM/oIOUr-1ga28/s320/Marc-Jacobs-134-Brown-me-XL.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447432402741054786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5krVinYOqI/AAAAAAAAAJU/k0T-dOtmbUA/s1600-h/Vera-Wang-Prestige-Tortoise-me-XL.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 128px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5krVinYOqI/AAAAAAAAAJU/k0T-dOtmbUA/s320/Vera-Wang-Prestige-Tortoise-me-XL.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447432873350544034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5kr4Fy8oaI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Vo53xzSk1rY/s1600-h/Kate-Spade-Daphne-Light-Brown-me-XL.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5kr4Fy8oaI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Vo53xzSk1rY/s320/Kate-Spade-Daphne-Light-Brown-me-XL.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447433466909860258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5ksNKVcA5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/J1NTW33Y494/s1600-h/Polo-Ralph-Lauren-2008-5001-me-XL.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 125px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5ksNKVcA5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/J1NTW33Y494/s320/Polo-Ralph-Lauren-2008-5001-me-XL.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447433828905517970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5ksiLJQdMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/7Y2AURlrDTE/s1600-h/Banana-Republic-Colin-Tortoise-me-XL.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 118px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5ksiLJQdMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/7Y2AURlrDTE/s320/Banana-Republic-Colin-Tortoise-me-XL.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447434189900117186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5ktE7TThsI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9mJ-yL_REBw/s1600-h/21690-21690m-XL.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 111px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5ktE7TThsI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9mJ-yL_REBw/s320/21690-21690m-XL.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447434786942715586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. I am going overboard. Clearly some would look awful on me (#4 and #5 of the last batch) but I think they are interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any picks, internet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(also, &lt;a href="https://www.clearlycontacts.ca/glasses/frames/sarah-palin-8001/prod28001.html"&gt;LOL&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-6446631346738515449?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6446631346738515449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=6446631346738515449&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/6446631346738515449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/6446631346738515449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/03/glasses-time-again.html' title='glasses time again'/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EZZu0yBvfcw/S5knSel7rHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_QoEi2LE0Qg/s72-c/one.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-4348656553625804339</id><published>2010-03-10T16:57:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:26:02.515-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ecma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cape breton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festivals'/><title type='text'>I used to update about my weekends.</title><content type='html'>ECMA's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Singing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Real Talk&lt;/span&gt; by R Kelly way way too much. I downloaded the CD that has the MAIN version the CLEAN version the A CAPPELLA version and then the REMIX version, soooo yeah. That's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Eating a hot dog covered in barbeque sauce because I thought it was ketchup. What miiiiistake. Rebecca put every single condiment on her dog and I could no longer see what it was. It just looked like a mound of bread and yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Weird shady breakfast in which my glass of milk was only slightly cheaper than my meal, real talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Receiving directions from Cape Bretoners. Such as "you will see a tressel(?sp?) that is all painted up, go under it" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Louis Used Clothing. I purchased a Hooters shirt (whyyy) a black velvet dress, some shoes that looked tap dancing-esque, long black cardigan and short red cardigan. All for $16!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Napping. Lots of napping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Chips. Lots of chips instead of actual meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Murder House, my facebook has a photo but this house had MURDERERS + peoples names on the roof of their house!! There was also another sign that said "HONK IF YOU'RE" and that's it! Finish that thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Dog Day, best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Curling club with free curling lessons. It might be unwise to go curling in a velvet dress but whatever, full of beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+BUCKETS of beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Going to the liquor store and an employee went out of her way to tell us to eat at this weird restaurant where we had to pay up front for every drink we bought? But not the food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Classified at said liquor store. He bought Revs and got into a minivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Delta afterparty. Craziest part of the weekend. Cory and I just followed Barber back to the hotel and everyone was smoking pot/cigarettes in the hallway, free wine and booze everywhere and bands playing in hotel rooms. Someone from a BAND told me he saw me tweeting about my glasses and that he was getting the same pair. I am popular by glasses ONLY. Also lots of people recognized me for my ~media work~  L.O.L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Better breakfast at Wentworth Perk, best bacon in the world for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+being called lazy because we wanted to take a cab down the street DURING A MONSOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+drove home and saw the Cabot Trail (nature boner: so beautiful) and looked for the Simpsons House but to no avail :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Ate McDonalds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...TRIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait until ECMA's next year. I have a couple big plans in mind and I hope they come to fruition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I only saw ONE PEI band the entire time and I feel that is a triumph more than anything. Everyone I ran into from Charlottetown was making their schedules around seeing stuff we can see all the time at home! what?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-4348656553625804339?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/4348656553625804339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=4348656553625804339&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/4348656553625804339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/4348656553625804339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-used-to-update-about-my-weekends.html' title='I used to update about my weekends.'/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-1133971506534283837</id><published>2010-03-09T16:26:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T16:31:53.511-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sounds'/><title type='text'>some music that people LIKE that I just can't get into</title><content type='html'>-The New Pornographers&lt;br /&gt;-Joel Plaskett&lt;br /&gt;-Wilco&lt;br /&gt;-Neil Young&lt;br /&gt;-Spoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... *shrugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-1133971506534283837?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/1133971506534283837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=1133971506534283837&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/1133971506534283837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/1133971506534283837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/03/some-music-that-people-like-that-i-just.html' title='some music that people LIKE that I just can&apos;t get into'/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-3016547300757905039</id><published>2010-03-03T12:30:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T12:46:41.388-03:00</updated><title type='text'>worst blogger ever.</title><content type='html'>Heading to Sydney tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Going to see bands. Namely, Dog Day!&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep in a potentially scary hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Probably going to try to find a crepe (crazy cravings for crepes these days)&lt;br /&gt;Thrifting.&lt;br /&gt;Car sing-a-longs&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a group shot in front of a funny Cape Breton sign (anyone know any?)&lt;br /&gt;Going to drink red wine until my teeth bleed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-3016547300757905039?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/3016547300757905039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=3016547300757905039&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/3016547300757905039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/3016547300757905039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/03/worst-blogger-ever.html' title='worst blogger ever.'/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-6081966811829149095</id><published>2010-02-17T08:49:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T08:52:05.187-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>get money get fucked get paid</title><content type='html'>Sold two of my prints to Hunter's last night!&lt;br /&gt;I need to have more courage about this kind of stuff. I am really proud of the two prints I framed for that Guild show, and I'm happy that I was offered some cash dollars for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also happy that Hunter's is helping out little boners like me and paying for nice art work on their walls instead of just getting a bunch of crappy framed photos of flowers or whatever from Winner's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(seriously, every other restaurant in town has crappy framed photos of flowers from Winner's)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-6081966811829149095?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6081966811829149095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=6081966811829149095&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/6081966811829149095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/6081966811829149095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/02/get-money-get-fucked-get-paid.html' title='get money get fucked get paid'/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-6064532656112407679</id><published>2010-02-15T11:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T11:21:12.227-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really want to dye my hair black.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-6064532656112407679?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6064532656112407679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=6064532656112407679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/6064532656112407679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/6064532656112407679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-really-want-to-dye-my-hair-black.html' title=''/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-6421395980863025770</id><published>2010-02-09T13:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T14:06:50.149-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apartments'/><title type='text'>every place I have ever lived.</title><content type='html'>With all of this Google Street view excitement, I guess I looked up everywhere I've lived? Sounds about right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bitchplz/4343194481/" title="Parkview Drive by bitchplz, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4014/4343194481_969bd1ba28.jpg" alt="Parkview Drive" width="500" height="371" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is the house I grew up in. Pretty self explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;Look my brother is there! While my parents are at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bitchplz/4343193849/" title="Montgomery by bitchplz, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2707/4343193849_b916382962.jpg" alt="Montgomery" width="500" height="368" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First year university, livin' in residence.&lt;br /&gt;I've apparently been blogging through my entire living history, so not much explanation needed other than SUCKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bitchplz/4343929676/" title="University Ave by bitchplz, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4057/4343929676_bc9f198df8.jpg" alt="University Ave" width="500" height="374" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't live here very long! When I moved back to Fredericton in my second year, I found this place in the summer. The inside was great, had beautiful tiled floor, big rooms and a bangin' kitchen. Apparently when I came back in the fall (after holding it all summer) the place was trashed and the landlord wanted an extra $100/month rent. No thanks! After my parents moved me in here, a week and a half later they drove BACK from PEI and moved me into Valleyview. I was too young to rent a truck/van myself at the time. SUCKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bitchplz/4343194913/" title="Valleyview by bitchplz, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2733/4343194913_b6635890db.jpg" alt="Valleyview" width="500" height="368" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valleyview. The craziest place ever.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I only have like, five photos from these days. Livin' with these fools made me the dysfunctional human I am today. I fucked up my life, but I had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bitchplz/4343194325/" title="Parkside by bitchplz, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2746/4343194325_581e495c08.jpg" alt="Parkside" width="500" height="369" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to the start of my third year of University.&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't want to go back to school. I loved Fredericton but I tried to make my parents happy by taking a few courses. Obviously it did not work out.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even remember which building I lived in, as I was only there for a few months. I liked living with Danielle but apparently my landlady did not want to make it a live-able situation for me. SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bitchplz/4343193521/" title="Charlotte by bitchplz, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4071/4343193521_57955bee2e.jpg" alt="Charlotte" width="500" height="374" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hilarity of Cory moving into a place he had never seen and it being RIGHT underneath Lisa, Neil and Kate's place was awesome. I officially moved in here that January but had slept there almost every night since November. Apparently we move fast.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, "The Hatch" was great. I just kind of got crazy and moved back to PEI. I regret that and I miss Fredericton sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bitchplz/4343194671/" title="Upper Prince St. by bitchplz, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2439/4343194671_4baa3ce5d8.jpg" alt="Upper Prince St." width="500" height="369" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upper Prince Street.&lt;br /&gt;Remember this place? I barely do! The first weekend the landlord yelled at me and I wanted to MOVE OUT because I was scared. Then there were sketchy drug dealers upstairs that sold drugs to youngins who would proceed to smoke pot in front of our bedroom window. But it certainly was cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bitchplz/4343929996/" title="Hutchinson by bitchplz, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4056/4343929996_1112f05343.jpg" alt="Hutchinson" width="500" height="369" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheaper still!&lt;br /&gt;Again, I liked living at the Hutch but the constant drop-ins and lack of respect made the place a fuckin' hole. I don't mind visiting holes but I don't enjoy paying to live in one. The Death Set show made it all worth it, in the end.&lt;br /&gt;I also really loved BBQin', haircuts in the yard and not setting up the basketball net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bitchplz/4343193327/" title="Grafton by bitchplz, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4039/4343193327_040f008798.jpg" alt="Grafton" width="500" height="373" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cory and I moved into together! Alone! for awhile!&lt;br /&gt;This was a fixer-upper type of place.&lt;br /&gt;I really like the bones of this apartment, but it needed some paint and new floors. It was really big for the price but it needed a serious redecorating.&lt;br /&gt;(oh hey shar's car)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bitchplz/4343929172/" title="memorial by bitchplz, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4343929172_002d7acdf4.jpg" alt="memorial" width="500" height="368" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Calgary basement apartment.&lt;br /&gt;For a basement apartment, I really liked our place. It was tiny, cozy and clean and that meant a lot to me. We had the best neighbourhood ever and I would move back to the same community in a heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bitchplz/4343194167/" title="Hillsborough St by bitchplz, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4009/4343194167_de531cb2ba.jpg" alt="Hillsborough St" width="500" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't talk about this.&lt;br /&gt;I miss our apartment quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;The outside is kind of scuzzy but the inside is just scuzzy enough that I love it.&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bitchplz/4343928974/" title="seaview by bitchplz, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4028/4343928974_f6c35cfd92.jpg" alt="seaview" width="500" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil' miss Seaview.&lt;br /&gt;I think our new place is cute as pie. The back has a little deck and I predict summer will be grand. I keep meaning to clean up enough to take photos of the place, but apparently I blow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-6421395980863025770?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6421395980863025770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=6421395980863025770&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/6421395980863025770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/6421395980863025770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/02/every-place-i-have-ever-lived.html' title='every place I have ever lived.'/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-1719267388595152824</id><published>2010-02-05T12:50:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T12:52:27.016-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it a horribly dorky thing to say that I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt; of the internet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook annoys me on a daily basis, some people on twitter are awful, most message boards I frequent are just vessels for me to realize how much I feel like a crankpot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to weed out some stuff HARD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-1719267388595152824?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/1719267388595152824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=1719267388595152824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/1719267388595152824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/1719267388595152824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/02/is-it-horribly-dorky-thing-to-say-that.html' title=''/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-5717033265449338940</id><published>2010-02-01T13:48:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T14:12:03.921-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got our Disney trip booked up. Leaving March 15th, fly back March 31st. Meaning, Cory and I's four year anniversary sits near the tail end of the trip, neat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last week we are spending with Cory's parents and I don't want to sound like a jerk but I have a feeling I will be needing a major break around then in order to keep sanity. I have never spent more than two days with the in-laws and I like them lots but I get to be kind of a fussy baby on long trips. And also, it will be HOT and I will MELT but that's all obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS. I guess we have convinced them to let us sneak away for some ~alone time~ while they are hanging out in Fort Lauderdale waiting for a cruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miami is close by! So I want to go there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, it seems there is piles of Cuban food to be eaten or maybe street hot dogs. Holy fuck, why do I like street hot dogs so much? Maybe I should rewatch the Miami season of Top Chef? I am not equipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo what do I do besides eat and look at palm trees?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-5717033265449338940?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/5717033265449338940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=5717033265449338940&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/5717033265449338940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/5717033265449338940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/02/got-our-disney-trip-booked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-2333490023981346015</id><published>2010-01-26T17:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:01:51.471-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm glad there was no facebook in my skanky days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-2333490023981346015?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/2333490023981346015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=2333490023981346015&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/2333490023981346015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/2333490023981346015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-glad-there-was-no-facebook-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29862626.post-2088557139597604146</id><published>2010-01-19T11:56:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T12:00:16.001-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger won't load for my work desk anymore so my bloggy will take a not-so tragic turn for the worst. Or not, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. I still have no work paycheque. SEVEN WEEKS.&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in this time I've MOVED and thus had to pay moving expenses, damage deposit, more rent etc.&lt;br /&gt;There was also CHRISTMAS in which presents and parties aplenty occurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is hard and I just want to be able to do what I want again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29862626-2088557139597604146?l=sketchbagusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/feeds/2088557139597604146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29862626&amp;postID=2088557139597604146&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/2088557139597604146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29862626/posts/default/2088557139597604146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sketchbagusa.blogspot.com/2010/01/blogger-wont-load-for-my-work-desk.html' title=''/><author><name>aimee!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03525476951387903075'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>