<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723195</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:27:30.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bottoms Up</title><subtitle type='html'>nursy nurse</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>missymu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00428607310836933812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723195.post-113600948822104551</id><published>2005-12-30T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T22:11:28.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yahoo 360</title><summary type='text'>i don't know if anyone reads this, since i hardly write on it, but i now blog on yahoo360.  it's a little better, at least for me since i can manage it better.  so you can check me out on it and i for sure write a whole hell of a lot more than on this one.  here is the link http://360.yahoo.com/jello_48later peeps</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/feeds/113600948822104551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723195&amp;postID=113600948822104551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/113600948822104551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/113600948822104551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/2005/12/yahoo-360.html' title='Yahoo 360'/><author><name>missymu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00428607310836933812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723195.post-112150159410311172</id><published>2005-07-16T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T01:16:15.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>high maintenace???</title><summary type='text'>so i went out on the town to bar-celona with paige  tonight.  it was fun but i didn't know that hollywood had come to pasadena.  i have always felt at home in any bar in p town, but tonight i had to put on my "club face".  also apparently i'm high maintenace, in my pigtails and t-shirt, according to some drunk guy from miami.  i have always been the type of person that didn't really care what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/feeds/112150159410311172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723195&amp;postID=112150159410311172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/112150159410311172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/112150159410311172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/2005/07/high-maintenace.html' title='high maintenace???'/><author><name>missymu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00428607310836933812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723195.post-110118608501719212</id><published>2004-11-22T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T21:03:28.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do things happen sometimes?</title><summary type='text'>when growing up, you always think that you will die when you are old and grey, and nothing will ever happen to you.  unfortunatly, i learned last thursday that that isn't true, that you are not invincible, that......i don't know.  i learned on sunday that i and everyone around me need to see life as a gift, and that nothing should stop us from doing what we dream of doing.  wednesday, a long time</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/feeds/110118608501719212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723195&amp;postID=110118608501719212&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/110118608501719212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/110118608501719212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/2004/11/why-do-things-happen-sometimes.html' title='Why do things happen sometimes?'/><author><name>missymu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00428607310836933812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723195.post-109523265836565918</id><published>2004-09-14T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T00:17:38.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying Goodbye</title><summary type='text'>Tonight I had to say goodbye to a very good friend of mine. I met him 2 and a half years ago swing dancing, my sister introduced us.  Somehow, he and I became great friends, I can honestly say that I love him. Not in a OOOOOO way, but in a what a wonderful, genuine, friend that I have made kind of way. And I knew that I would feel this way a long time ago when he told me his plan.  The good part </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/feeds/109523265836565918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723195&amp;postID=109523265836565918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/109523265836565918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/109523265836565918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/2004/09/saying-goodbye.html' title='Saying Goodbye'/><author><name>missymu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00428607310836933812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723195.post-109288919479407584</id><published>2004-08-18T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T23:44:02.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>London Maybe</title><summary type='text'>Okay,  So I think that I am gonna look into traveling to England to be a nurse for a few months.  There are many different things that I would have to do to become certified and stuff like that. There seems like more stuff to do it than when I became a nurse here, and this would be for like 6 months to a year.  I think that I really want to do this.  I am sort of scared but at the same time, when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/feeds/109288919479407584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723195&amp;postID=109288919479407584&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/109288919479407584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/109288919479407584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/2004/08/london-maybe.html' title='London Maybe'/><author><name>missymu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00428607310836933812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723195.post-109140761546523356</id><published>2004-08-01T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T23:42:58.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DC Travels</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so I am so tried from my awesome whirlwind trip. I had so much fun, and Paige is a great host. She goes so far out of her way to make you feel welcome and make sure you enjoy your time while visiting. So I left for DC knowing that it was going to be majorly busy, but I knew that it would be great and I would need a vacation from my vacation. So here's the rundown of events. Thursday, fly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/feeds/109140761546523356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723195&amp;postID=109140761546523356&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/109140761546523356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/109140761546523356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/2004/08/dc-travels.html' title='DC Travels'/><author><name>missymu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00428607310836933812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723195.post-108958415215824595</id><published>2004-07-11T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T15:24:51.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OOOOOOPS</title><summary type='text'>have you ever been e-mailing someone, and then all of a sudden you don't send it, or so you think?  you think that you saved it to your draft folder and went to sleep.  but then when you go back and edit your message one more time, and then send it, oooops. you then go to the sent folder and see that you sent it by accident the night before.  i am such a dumbass.  so if you haven't already </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/feeds/108958415215824595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723195&amp;postID=108958415215824595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/108958415215824595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/108958415215824595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/2004/07/oooooops.html' title='OOOOOOPS'/><author><name>missymu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00428607310836933812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723195.post-108882897792293197</id><published>2004-07-02T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T21:29:37.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New set up</title><summary type='text'>so this is a new set up for me.  i thougth that it was cute and not cheesy all at the same time. if you don't agree with me, to bad, i unfortunatly can't figure out how people can comment anymore.  it's a little frustrating, but considering i looked through hundreds of blog skins today to find this one,  i will work on it another day.  considering i love vintage stuff,  this was the one that went</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/feeds/108882897792293197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723195&amp;postID=108882897792293197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/108882897792293197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/108882897792293197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/2004/07/new-set-up.html' title='New set up'/><author><name>missymu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00428607310836933812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723195.post-108831761627577410</id><published>2004-06-26T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T23:55:44.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling</title><summary type='text'>  so i am trying to decide where i want to go on a traveling assignment.  i have decided that california, particularly los angeles, is not where i want to live or settle down.  i have lived in pasadena for all but three years of my life.  it is my home, but at the same time, i don't feel like this is a place where i would like to raise a family.  my mom agrees with me.  she didn't grow up here, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/feeds/108831761627577410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723195&amp;postID=108831761627577410&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/108831761627577410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/108831761627577410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/2004/06/traveling.html' title='Traveling'/><author><name>missymu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00428607310836933812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723195.post-108715105486495354</id><published>2004-06-13T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T11:25:23.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sicky poo</title><summary type='text'>So I can't tell you how many times in my working life I have actually had to call out sick because I was actually sick.  Now in the last year,  i have called out sick four times for being severly ill.  I am the type of person that never gets sick.  I made it through my last two years of nursing school without getting sick.  Now I have been getting sick, the first time it took me a month to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/feeds/108715105486495354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723195&amp;postID=108715105486495354&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/108715105486495354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/108715105486495354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/2004/06/sicky-poo.html' title='Sicky poo'/><author><name>missymu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00428607310836933812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723195.post-108639183104185986</id><published>2004-06-04T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T16:30:31.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>personals</title><summary type='text'>Ever wonder what causes people to place a personals add.  I think it is interesting that if you just look through sights,  let's say Yahoo personals for instance, why are some of these people are looking for a date?  Have you seen some of those guys?  They are Gorgeous!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No joke.  Some of those guys,  you can tell,  put their head shots on there, because this is LA, why not.  I don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/feeds/108639183104185986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723195&amp;postID=108639183104185986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/108639183104185986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/108639183104185986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/2004/06/personals.html' title='personals'/><author><name>missymu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00428607310836933812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723195.post-108606805915085259</id><published>2004-05-31T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T22:36:53.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when did i grow up?</title><summary type='text'>i wonder sometimes what time period i grew up in.  I feel like i am starting to get old. so i'm only 25, and i sometimes think..."what is wrong with this world?"  i think the way i was raised is completely different from the kids now.  and why not, it is a totally different time period.  but when i am at work and parents come in with their kids, they just let them run mad in the hospital,  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/feeds/108606805915085259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723195&amp;postID=108606805915085259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/108606805915085259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/108606805915085259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/2004/05/when-did-i-grow-up.html' title='when did i grow up?'/><author><name>missymu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00428607310836933812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723195.post-106262968076253363</id><published>2003-09-03T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T15:54:40.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patients or patience?</title><summary type='text'>I can not believe how many people walked through the ER yesterday and monday.  My first two days on my own in this department was crazy and I don't think I would remember you if I saw you.  Some people were getting upset about waiting one or two hours to be seen, when people who were more sick had to sit and wait for a bed upstairs for something like 12 hours.  so hard on the families.  I don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/feeds/106262968076253363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723195&amp;postID=106262968076253363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/106262968076253363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/106262968076253363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/2003/09/patients-or-patience.html' title='Patients or patience?'/><author><name>missymu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00428607310836933812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723195.post-106201300221080266</id><published>2003-08-27T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T12:56:14.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friut</title><summary type='text'>Ever just look forward to eating a wonderful summer peach.  It is just the right amount of ripeness.  you wash it off,  you start to cut it open and take a bite.  You then see that it is perfect,  no bruises,  juicey, and no rottenness.  So you start cutting off little pieces, and then you notice that there is something wrong.  the little stick that you thought was just that, starts to wiggle </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/feeds/106201300221080266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723195&amp;postID=106201300221080266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/106201300221080266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/106201300221080266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/2003/08/friut.html' title='Friut'/><author><name>missymu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00428607310836933812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723195.post-106178895555904209</id><published>2003-08-24T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T23:03:07.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am still learning</title><summary type='text'>This is the first time i have done this,  so i really don't know what i am doing.  I think that this is right but if not,  i will have to start all over again.  I read all my friends blogs and i finally figured out how to post messages.  i think the computer i was on before didn't allow me to post,  so now i am in the know, or is it now.  whatever,  i will figure out something to write that is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/feeds/106178895555904209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5723195&amp;postID=106178895555904209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/106178895555904209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5723195/posts/default/106178895555904209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missymu.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-am-still-learning.html' title='I am still learning'/><author><name>missymu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00428607310836933812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
