<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638</id><updated>2009-02-21T09:14:59.381-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty Two...or something like it</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-110548932443532345</id><published>2005-01-11T18:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T18:22:04.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, I'm really bad at blogging.  Sorry, to anyone who actually reads this.Well, after many confused moments I now believe that I am going to be a teacher.  Journalism is a little too intense and in-your-face for me.  For all of you kids out there who love it, good luck.Have you ever noticed how your fingers get cold after typing for long periods of time?  OK, random.OK, well back to MU on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/110548932443532345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=110548932443532345' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/110548932443532345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/110548932443532345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2005/01/wow-im-really-bad-at-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-109875170593884754</id><published>2004-10-25T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T19:48:25.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Look Out Senior Year!Some things to ponder:-Where did September and most of October go?!?-Not graduating in May but rather in August-Possibilty of a 3rd job interview with a certain company (not journalism related)-Eavesdropping on a converstation for a class assignment, is that wrong?!?-Halloween candy -- why are you so tasty?-Tri Delta Fall Party-4 days and counting-Being a postman </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/109875170593884754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=109875170593884754' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/109875170593884754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/109875170593884754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/10/look-out-senior-year-some-things-to.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-109406481923117063</id><published>2004-09-01T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T13:53:39.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mmmm, mmmm, goodI've officially devoured my birthday cookies! There were a dozen, frosted smily face cookies and in 3 days I have eaten ALL of them. Oh well, they were damn good. I mean, how can one refuse these delectable treats that have cute faces begging you to bite off their chocolate eyes.As for being 22-years-old...Whatever. Although my favorite cookies were a great surprise I like my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/109406481923117063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=109406481923117063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/109406481923117063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/109406481923117063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/09/mmmm-mmmm-good-ive-officially-devoured.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-109349587710581805</id><published>2004-08-25T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T23:51:17.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reality CheckAfter an amazing semester and a low-key summer, the beginning of classes (at MU) made me feel a million different emotions.  I was excited to see friends and familiar faces, nervous (like always) that my writing skills would be the worst in my class and terrified that I will never again have a first day of school.  The only thought more horrifying is that I won't experience another</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/109349587710581805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=109349587710581805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/109349587710581805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/109349587710581805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/08/reality-check-after-amazing-semester.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-109026261934125418</id><published>2004-07-19T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T13:43:39.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DALLAS - Peyton's 21st Birthday Party    In three years of college my friends and I still had not taken a road trip.  Peyton's invitation to TX to celebrate her 21st seemed like a good time to break that trend so Thursday night Stacy, Susie and I buckled up and drove 10 hours to Dallas.  Heidi, Katy and Ali met us there and a good time was had by all.   There is nothing better than 7 Tri </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/109026261934125418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=109026261934125418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/109026261934125418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/109026261934125418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/07/dallas-peytons-21st-birthday-party.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-10897582588610623</id><published>2004-07-13T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T17:37:38.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Miget's are getting a SWEET hot tub!  Anyone care for a dip?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/10897582588610623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=10897582588610623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/10897582588610623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/10897582588610623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/07/migets-are-getting-sweet-hot-tub.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-108959503383809177</id><published>2004-07-11T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T20:18:44.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Float TripBeer, porta-potties, fire, music and Frat boys...Q:  What more could you ask for?  A:  ASPIRIN!This is a question to all of you males -- What is the fascination with your butt and penis,and why do you insist on showing them to ALL of your friends?  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/108959503383809177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=108959503383809177' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108959503383809177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108959503383809177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/07/float-trip-beer-porta-potties-fire.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-108932930313874074</id><published>2004-07-08T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T18:28:56.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a wonderful week of first tests, kisses and INDEPENDENCE days.As usual I've been keeping myself busy with this, that and the other thing. Susie (sorority sister, friend and partner-in-crime)had a Fourth of July party at her wonderful Pinewood abode(off of Ash St.)in Columbia. Good times were had by all, although I should NOT have started drinking Raspberry Vodka and 7-UP after beer.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/108932930313874074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=108932930313874074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108932930313874074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108932930313874074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/07/its-been-wonderful-week-of-first-tests.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-108856284051203891</id><published>2004-06-29T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T21:34:00.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do you ever have moments when you feel like the biggest flake in the world?  Well, I do...and they are not fun.Perhaps it isn't me -- perhaps it is the people who make me feel like a flake that are really the a-holes.  Geez, maybe I'm just 'misunderstood.'  OR maybe I just am incapable of being fake and that is what gets me into trouble.  GOO!  Girls just wanna have fun!  In the words of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/108856284051203891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=108856284051203891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108856284051203891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108856284051203891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/06/do-you-ever-have-moments-when-you-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-108769571189421588</id><published>2004-06-19T20:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T20:41:51.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, I did just watch a full 2 hours of 'Pimp My Ride'.  I am still don't understand how the creative geniuses at MTV got and 'kept' my attention, BUT that show rocks!  Now I want to know how, or better yet, who funds these HUGE projects.  And I want to know how the people don't know in advance that they've been picked to be pimped.  This could make for a really fun clip - too bad there is no way</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/108769571189421588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=108769571189421588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108769571189421588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108769571189421588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/06/yes-i-did-just-watch-full-2-hours-of.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-108707880675832904</id><published>2004-06-12T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T17:20:06.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't believe that I've been home for a month and a half!  I don't think I really experienced culture shock upon return either.  The only thing that I remember being strange was writing checks and tipping bartenders.My classes begin on Tuesday...so until then I've been spending as much time as I can hanging out with family and friends.  The grandparents, the Lake, the Landing and free bowling</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/108707880675832904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=108707880675832904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108707880675832904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108707880675832904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-cant-believe-that-ive-been-home-for.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-108672841136391703</id><published>2004-06-08T15:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T16:00:11.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, I have been slacking on the posting lately...WHO ME?!?!I'm sure I'm not the only senior in college beginning to freak out about what I'm going to do with my life, BUT it sure feels like it!If anyone has any suggestions send them my way.  I'm currently jobless and waiting for my general education classes to begin at UMSL.  I spend my days sleeping in, on the phone and at the pool. My butt</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/108672841136391703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=108672841136391703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108672841136391703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108672841136391703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/06/yes-i-have-been-slacking-on-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-108580375258414401</id><published>2004-05-28T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T23:09:12.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One of those days...Have you ever known something was wrong and you couldn't put your finger on it?Yeah, well I figured 'it' out.  It's not as bad as I thought.  It is just going to take some getting used to.Perhaps some Maya will cheer me up.PHENOMENAL WOMANPretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size But when I start to tell them, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/108580375258414401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=108580375258414401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108580375258414401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108580375258414401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/05/one-of-those-days.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-108552214663948445</id><published>2004-05-25T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T16:55:46.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rain, rain go away...You know it is a good day when-When you wake up to a kitten walking across your chest-When you venture out to Borders and come home with two new books-When you buy new Stila products-When it pours and you have no choice but to curl up in bed with a good bookI guess I'll take some time now to reminisce about Ediburgh, Scotland.  Tracy, Lauren, Ali and I decided that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/108552214663948445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=108552214663948445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108552214663948445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108552214663948445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/05/rain-rain-go-away.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-108545568420593517</id><published>2004-05-24T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T22:28:04.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So it's been awhile...There have been a few adventures since I last posted.  There was a trip to Scotland (sweet),a visit from the parents and a whirl-wind sight-seeing extravaganza of Italy.  There was also a turmotulous plane ride to Rome, another awful one to LHR and then another ride with the good ol' Air India crew.More on all of those exciting adventures later.  For now I am back in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/108545568420593517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=108545568420593517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108545568420593517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108545568420593517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/05/so-its-been-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-108124845698228872</id><published>2004-04-06T04:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T05:51:21.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, it has been so long since I've posted that I forgot my own member name and password for a second there.Saarbrucken GermanyFriday afternoon Tracy and I headed off for a fun filled weekend in Deustchland.  We flew into Frankfurt-Hahn airport, which ended up being in bumble f@*$.  We had to wait 2 hours for a bus to come pick us up and drive us another 2 hours to Saarbrucken, which is about</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/108124845698228872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=108124845698228872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108124845698228872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108124845698228872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/04/wow-it-has-been-so-long-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-108005266838264883</id><published>2004-03-23T08:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T08:43:54.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interesting TightsA few weeks ago I bought some black hose with a line going up the back to wear with my skirts and tall boots.  I'll have you know, that prior to London I hadn't worn a pair of hose in probably 5 years.  This is because I hate that you can't wear open toed shoes without having webbed feet and I hate that the area at the top of your thighs is uncomfortable and restricting b/c </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/108005266838264883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=108005266838264883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108005266838264883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/108005266838264883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/03/interesting-tights-few-weeks-ago-i.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-107962763577881525</id><published>2004-03-18T09:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T10:37:14.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oxford, Blenheim Palace and St. Patrick's DayOxford - a cute college town.  There doesn't seem to be much going on, but maybe that was because we were there in the morning.  I don't really have much to say about it - except for I perfer MU.  I did get a sweet Oxford University T-shirt though.Blenheim Palace - a beautiful house.  Winston Churchill was born here and he is buried basically in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/107962763577881525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=107962763577881525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/107962763577881525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/107962763577881525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/03/oxford-blenheim-palace-and-st.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-107935777173439215</id><published>2004-03-15T07:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T07:39:26.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saturday Night FeverTony, Ali's childhood friend from Iowa, came in town Saturday.  To cure his hunger (and ours) Ali, Kenzie and I took him to Benjy's - an all day breakfast resturant down the street from our flat.  If you are not familiar with traditional english breakfast this is what it (generally) contains:ToastEgg (sunny side up)Baked BeansSasuagesChipsHamThis combo sounds gross,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/107935777173439215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=107935777173439215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/107935777173439215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/107935777173439215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/03/saturday-night-fever-tony-alis.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-107927800579845323</id><published>2004-03-14T09:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T09:29:59.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>    On Friday I got to go out to one of the National Trust Properties in Kent - Igtham Mote.  It is a house that was built in 1330 and people lived in it all the way up until 1985.  The Trust has been restoring it since 1989 and it has cost around £8 million.  March 28th the whole house will be open to the public.  Anyway - I am working on a little piece for the magazine about the restoration </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/107927800579845323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=107927800579845323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/107927800579845323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/107927800579845323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/03/on-friday-i-got-to-go-out-to-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-107902620468219447</id><published>2004-03-11T11:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T11:33:14.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Parliment Hangs By The Skin Of Our TeethBritish Life and Culture - the be all and end all of what being a Brit is all about, or not.Yesterday we took a tour of the houses of Parliment.  The ancient guides showed us around the ancient Westiminister Palace until we got booted because Parliment was meeting at 11:30 am.  The House of Commons and the House of Lords resemble Congress and Senate.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/107902620468219447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=107902620468219447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/107902620468219447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/107902620468219447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/03/parliment-hangs-by-skin-of-our-teeth.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-107876455478481990</id><published>2004-03-08T10:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T10:52:20.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Espana es muy bueno!I just got back from a wonderful 4 days in Alicante.  Good sun, food and people made for an excellent trip.  We stayed with Ryan Hack (he is a DU) in his apartment, which is much larger than our wee little flat in London.  He was a great host - he cooked dinner for us three times and it was grrreeaatt.  I hope when he comes to stay with us in London he won't be too </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/107876455478481990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=107876455478481990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/107876455478481990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/107876455478481990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/03/espana-es-muy-bueno-i-just-got-back.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-107779804984023856</id><published>2004-02-26T06:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T06:23:40.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tea and MeI've been in England 8 weeks and I've officaly become addicted to tea.  To my dad's dismay I still haven't taken up a liking for coffee with out chocolate in it, but tea, tea I like.I probaly drink at least two mugs a day.Here is how the Brits make great tea:One dirty looking mug (b/c the tea has stained it)One cute little tea bag - the traingle ones are bestHot waterAdd some</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/107779804984023856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=107779804984023856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/107779804984023856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/107779804984023856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/02/tea-and-me-ive-been-in-england-8-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-107754783954631068</id><published>2004-02-23T08:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T08:53:26.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Count Down to AlicanteThere are officially three more days of work until I get to enjoy sunny Spain!  I can't believe we are already half way done with this semester.  I guess time really does fly when your having fun!This weekend was low-key.  Friday we went back to the Walkabout (the bar on the Thames).  Once again it was a good time with lots of good music, dancing and sambooka shots.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/107754783954631068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=107754783954631068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/107754783954631068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/107754783954631068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/02/count-down-to-alicante-there-are.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061638.post-107719048750459486</id><published>2004-02-19T05:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T05:37:28.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Sports Cafe and Night Bus, The Bank of England and the Hereford ArmsTuesday nightThe Sports Cafe was calling our name - I mean hello £1 pints and £1 tequilla shots on student night!That is besides the point.  We met these guys (Americans, go figure) that live in the building next door to us.  At first we were excited because we thought they were the ones who 'smoked' all the time.  Nope</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/feeds/107719048750459486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6061638&amp;postID=107719048750459486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/107719048750459486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061638/posts/default/107719048750459486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortyspice.blogspot.com/2004/02/sports-cafe-and-night-bus-bank-of.html' title=''/><author><name>CMshorty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11040328481465159713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04531993570993259440'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>