<?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-6005266</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:17:14.942-05:00</updated><category term='concerts and countdowns'/><category term='buzzwords'/><category term='another spacious rant'/><category term='indoctrination'/><category term='mother&apos;s day'/><category term='children'/><category term='caffiene'/><category term='addictions'/><category term='in the moment'/><category term='admirability'/><category term='loss'/><category term='abuse'/><category term='what to say'/><category term='doctrine'/><category term='wasting time'/><category term='pittsburgh'/><category term='righteousness'/><category term='aging'/><category term='praiseworthiness'/><category term='laziness'/><category term='deep thoughts'/><category term='rest'/><category term='division'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='inappropriateness'/><category term='truth'/><category term='core beliefs'/><category term='tragedy'/><category term='allergies'/><category term='loveliness'/><category term='church'/><category term='food'/><category term='family'/><category term='pain'/><category term='procrastination'/><category term='swearing'/><category term='nobility'/><category term='purity'/><category term='Stanely Cup'/><category term='questions'/><category term='excellency'/><category term='changes'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='humor'/><title type='text'>O space defined</title><subtitle type='html'>Sometimes I write something here.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>123</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-2370270014275708419</id><published>2009-10-05T18:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T18:18:22.877-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tragedy'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SERIOUSLY?So this is what makes a good mother.  I hate to come off all judge-y (yes, that is a word in my book) but really people, going out to smoke a cigarette and chat with friends while your 7 month old infant is playing in a bathtub with water in it is not a tragic mistake - it's complete selfishness.  Is a cigarette or friends more important than life that has your blood flowing through it?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/2370270014275708419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=2370270014275708419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/2370270014275708419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/2370270014275708419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2009/10/seriously-so-this-is-what-makes-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-4139685830341453151</id><published>2009-09-17T21:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:42:46.709-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abuse'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It wasn't until a professor's continued use of ellipses that I realized how unprofessional and annoying they can be.  They leave too much open-ended cloudy communication for the recipient to interpret and are no longer appreciated.  And I winced at exactly how often I feel a need to be all deep and mysterious and over use ellipses myself.  I, like Kanya, need all the grace I can get.  Here's to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/4139685830341453151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=4139685830341453151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/4139685830341453151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/4139685830341453151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-wasnt-until-professors-continued-use.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-364193590833466930</id><published>2009-08-30T00:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T00:05:17.838-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i keep posting it on facebook, but the social-networking gods are not answering.  maybe i should actually pray to God a bit more right now about how anxious and impatient i am feeling as my husband travels home for leave?  maybe...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/364193590833466930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=364193590833466930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/364193590833466930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/364193590833466930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-keep-posting-it-on-facebook-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-5975363433305374861</id><published>2009-08-24T22:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:17:34.586-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swearing'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in my dream last night, i dropped a very angry f-bomb. yes, i just typed out "f-bomb".  what kind of repressed emotions am i dealing with here folks???</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/5975363433305374861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=5975363433305374861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/5975363433305374861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/5975363433305374861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-my-dream-last-night-i-dropped-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-8552512008414193755</id><published>2009-08-22T23:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:44:02.756-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so - i just quit my job, and am going back to school - but also, husband is going to be home on leave from his deployment soon so i will be spending any and all time with him :) seems like lots of life changes are happening for lots of people right now...very disconcerting, but i keep thinking that God is making a change in me. it makes me really uncomfortable and most times, i really don't like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/8552512008414193755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=8552512008414193755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/8552512008414193755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/8552512008414193755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-i-just-quit-my-job-and-am-going-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-3006178535766342778</id><published>2008-09-17T10:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:12:06.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been meaning to blog but don't feel motivated. it's like how i take sabbaticals from facebook and myspace because they end up eating up so much of my *real* time - and because i don't feel comfortable to be completely honest on here. not sure when i will blog next.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/3006178535766342778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=3006178535766342778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/3006178535766342778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/3006178535766342778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/09/been-meaning-to-blog-but-dont-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-7399863832614879275</id><published>2008-07-25T16:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T16:16:40.355-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wasting time'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Great One posted this and I couldn't find a better way to waste time "at work" than here...1. Go to http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:RandomThe first random Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.2. Go to Random quotations: http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3The last four words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.3. Go to flickr's "explore </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/7399863832614879275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=7399863832614879275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/7399863832614879275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/7399863832614879275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/07/great-one-posted-this-and-i-couldnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SIo0dzm56iI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k93HY2K9hBY/s72-c/album+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-2514935065749772261</id><published>2008-07-16T14:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T14:10:29.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just hope for some clarification to know what it is that I have more passion for - I'm just not sure. I've been trying to do better at living and discovering more of God's Revealed Will, and I've been struck with a growing passion to want to know Him more and spend time with Him more - and really consult him more on things that I was trying to go it alone with before. So now I am trying to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/2514935065749772261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=2514935065749772261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/2514935065749772261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/2514935065749772261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-just-hope-for-some-clarification-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-3485013509417258550</id><published>2008-06-29T00:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T00:18:28.017-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what to say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inappropriateness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a piece of my heart is just breaking right now for a dear friend. i know i'm not suzy sunshine, with rays shooting out of...places...i just pray i don't say the wildly inappropriate things that i usually do when i am trying to make people that i love laugh when times and circumstances and life just stinks. don't get me wrong - i love to make people, especially people that allow me in to their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/3485013509417258550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=3485013509417258550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/3485013509417258550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/3485013509417258550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/06/piece-of-my-heart-is-just-breaking.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-4841213009958734399</id><published>2008-06-23T13:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T13:32:29.376-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='righteousness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='admirability'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praiseworthiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nobility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loveliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excellency'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i keep hearing this verse over and over this past week...Phil. 4:8   Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. and i keep thinking about mass media &amp; society as a sophomore...    - about how this verse was used to justify ways of sensorship</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/4841213009958734399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=4841213009958734399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/4841213009958734399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/4841213009958734399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-keep-hearing-this-verse-over-and-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-8342893508926061257</id><published>2008-06-21T23:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:59:49.921-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh to have life, and live, and work in very small spaces. maybe even cubicles. is that what evolution means?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/8342893508926061257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=8342893508926061257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/8342893508926061257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/8342893508926061257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-to-have-life-and-live-and-work-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-1904543191638822804</id><published>2008-06-19T14:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T14:59:45.254-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the moment'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>for so long i felt like i didn't have anything meaningful to say. now i feel like i am overflowing and forgetting it all as the moments pass. i know i should keep a journal or something with me - but writing deep thoughts while driving doesn't seem like the best answer. i've been hearing more clearly this week things that God has kept reminding me through this whole "growing up" process - at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/1904543191638822804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=1904543191638822804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/1904543191638822804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/1904543191638822804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-so-long-i-felt-like-i-didnt-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-2564174701366350982</id><published>2008-06-12T12:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T12:48:12.191-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caffiene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The cycle is broken! All it took was me going to bed at 7:30 p.m. last night. the nearly 12 hours of sleep did me good, regardless of what sleep studies may say. No caffiene at all today...just turkey wraps and pickles and lots of water! I keep smiling a lot :) It's good.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/2564174701366350982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=2564174701366350982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/2564174701366350982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/2564174701366350982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/06/cycle-is-broken-all-it-took-was-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-3485657025879492285</id><published>2008-06-11T15:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T15:20:27.886-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addictions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allergies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've been dragging this week. i think the culprit is my newfound/renewed addiction to an iced tea/lemonade blend that must have caffiene because when i drink it with dinner i am up until the wee hours of the morning, tempting me to reach for something caffienated the following day, prompting the cycle to continue. i don't want the cycle to continue. i need to break the cycle. before this iced tea</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/3485657025879492285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=3485657025879492285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/3485657025879492285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/3485657025879492285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-been-dragging-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-2023863397744143498</id><published>2008-06-05T16:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T16:27:47.965-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I cried last night. There is still always hope, always room for growth.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/2023863397744143498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=2023863397744143498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/2023863397744143498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/2023863397744143498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-cried-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-3780149503542747341</id><published>2008-06-03T12:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:40:37.078-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stanely Cup'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> BELIEVE. Game 68:00 p.m. Mellon Arena the cup changes everything.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/3780149503542747341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=3780149503542747341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/3780149503542747341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/3780149503542747341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/06/believe.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-4071868988375769738</id><published>2008-06-02T15:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T15:33:25.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had the greatest feeling of being loved yesterday. My little niece, all nearly 8 months and however many pounds of her, reached her chubby little baby arms out and whimpered until I would hold her, while she was in her mother's arms. Apparently, I am the first person she has ever done this for that wasn't her mom or her dad. Apparently also, my niece is a girl after my own heart, because as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/4071868988375769738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=4071868988375769738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/4071868988375769738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/4071868988375769738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-had-greatest-feeling-of-being-loved.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SERK9afA1kI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9KKZaGp3MdA/s72-c/Emily+Green+Chair.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-3213988567387967025</id><published>2008-06-02T10:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T10:51:55.538-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indoctrination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pittsburgh'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel officially indoctrinated in to the landscape of pittsburgh.within the past week:saw: falling water, kentuck knob, fort necessity, laurel cavernswent to: Game 3 in the Stanely Cup Finals to watch the Pittsburgh Penguins; Kennywood for a company picnichosted people to watch the Penguins playheard my husband say "n'at" without mocking (he usually only ever mocks the Pittsburgh accent)have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/3213988567387967025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=3213988567387967025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/3213988567387967025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/3213988567387967025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-feel-officially-indoctrinated-in-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-8307782277377326992</id><published>2008-05-15T21:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T21:46:40.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel like a limp noodle. but a happy limp noodle.www.anysoldier.com - remember this memorial day.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/8307782277377326992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=8307782277377326992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/8307782277377326992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/8307782277377326992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-feel-like-limp-noodle.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-7043813577455924022</id><published>2008-05-12T14:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T14:51:21.505-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>don't get me wrong - i love mother's day.  i love celebrating my mom, my grandma - i love celebrating all the wonderful things that women who have born children, who have raised and loved and cared for and nurtured children in to men and women have done, and are doing.i didn't know that it would be a new day to point out how weird it is considered by society to not want to procreate.in church, at</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/7043813577455924022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=7043813577455924022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/7043813577455924022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/7043813577455924022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/05/dont-get-me-wrong-i-love-mothers-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-7469786757723535895</id><published>2008-05-07T16:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T16:17:34.275-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deep thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>skipping through the bad stuff makes you miss the good stuff too.and other deep thoughts from the cinematic masterpiece "click"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/7469786757723535895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=7469786757723535895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/7469786757723535895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/7469786757723535895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/05/skipping-through-bad-stuff-makes-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-1149077212789755174</id><published>2008-04-28T09:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T09:04:38.502-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='division'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buzzwords'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='core beliefs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctrine'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Are Christian Buzzwords (just another term for new Christian-ese) really good for The Church?I think they divide more than unite. And I don't think they are all that important...the "stuff" behind them, that is. Isn't it really just doctrinal preference?http://www.biblechapel.org/audio.htm (see 4/27/08 and 4/20/08)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/1149077212789755174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=1149077212789755174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/1149077212789755174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/1149077212789755174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/04/are-christian-buzzwords-just-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-1587256607426094959</id><published>2008-04-18T15:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T15:15:39.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi, my name's Kristy.I confess:I am addicted to checking my (5) emails at least once every hour.I have a problem, and I need help.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/1587256607426094959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=1587256607426094959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/1587256607426094959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/1587256607426094959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/04/hi-my-names-kristy.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-4170156569313642934</id><published>2008-04-17T09:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T09:56:00.246-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laziness'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in an effort to achieve total nirvana relaxation zen, this is on my birthday list (and has already been promised to me... )THE SLANKEThttp://www.theslanket.com/ I can already see a good popcorn collection accruing during movie marathons... Anyone else up for a marathon? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/4170156569313642934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=4170156569313642934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/4170156569313642934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/4170156569313642934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-effort-to-achieve-total-nirvana.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-8552138800134561868</id><published>2008-04-15T09:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:46:20.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>isn't it funny that April Fool's Day is right before Taxes are Due day?amazingly had taxes done ahead of time this year (after last year's mad rush, forgetting about them until April 11th) so no funny business here...been having the strangest vivid dreams as of late.finished Season 3 of LOST - now just "have to" watch the few episodes of Season 4 that aired before the writer's strike to catch up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/8552138800134561868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=8552138800134561868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/8552138800134561868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/8552138800134561868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2008/04/isnt-it-funny-that-april-fools-day-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-8801842755792856007</id><published>2007-11-06T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T15:56:18.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haven't said anything in a while, but it's because i feel inferior with not having anything to say. i don't feel like my words do readers justice for spending their time when browsing the internet and looking/stalking old friends, acquaintances, strangers.don't get me wrong - i am not thinking i am a horrible person. i just haven't felt too insightful - not with insights i am willing to share in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/8801842755792856007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=8801842755792856007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/8801842755792856007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/8801842755792856007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2007/11/havent-said-anything-in-while-but-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-1566161929473121082</id><published>2007-09-24T14:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T14:27:28.164-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another spacious rant'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So many months go by between posts...Lately I've been ruminating on so many different things (did I actually just use the word "ruminating"? Seriously). Anyhow...For all of the people who ask "So how is married life?" - It's good. It's a fantastic adventure where you learn to play house with your best friend, and learn more about who you are and who you can become - and who you can learn to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/1566161929473121082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=1566161929473121082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/1566161929473121082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/1566161929473121082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-many-months-go-by-between-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-4935367663227555447</id><published>2007-03-19T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T11:31:21.702-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts and countdowns'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>less than ten weeks until marital bliss! oh how i love rose colored lenses ;)just saw switchfoot...the fifth time has been the best yet!seeing another concert tonight :)two showers, Easter, and moving are all happening in the course of four weeks. seems like it's all happening so soon! i just want to enjoy it as it happens!!!not much to report. just keeping the priorities as straight as i can. i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/4935367663227555447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=4935367663227555447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/4935367663227555447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/4935367663227555447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2007/03/less-than-ten-weeks-until-marital-bliss.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-116667576791219163</id><published>2006-12-20T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T23:36:07.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/116667576791219163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=116667576791219163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/116667576791219163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/116667576791219163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-116000389319968938</id><published>2006-10-04T19:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T19:18:13.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>after a long hiatus, not too much to say.i've moved to pittsburgh. not the greatest job, but i am enjoying it so far. (it's only day three).most of the big stuff is done for the wedding. i still need a limo. possibly a videographer. and i need to talk with the photographer about a slideshow. but i digress...just greatly enjoying being able to spend time with boy.i have no idea what i want to "do"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/116000389319968938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=116000389319968938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/116000389319968938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/116000389319968938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2006/10/after-long-hiatus-not-too-much-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-115258717817070422</id><published>2006-07-10T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T23:06:18.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>boy is home! boy is home! boy is home! yesssssssssssssssss!i am overjoyed, humbled, filled with thankfulness.i've been in hiding. still searching for a job, still doing wedding planning, still working full time, and now spending as much time as i can with boy.Thank You.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/115258717817070422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=115258717817070422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/115258717817070422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/115258717817070422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2006/07/boy-is-home-boy-is-home-boy-is-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-114645080537129009</id><published>2006-04-30T22:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T22:33:25.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just saw united 93 last night. i don't really have words for it yet. it's a lot...but i think it was right for me to see. it's too easy to forget. it's too easy for our country to push the reality of nearly five years ago to the back of our proverbial minds.i don't know if it's right for you or not. i can't make that call. but, like reading anything by brennan manning or lauren winner, i was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/114645080537129009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=114645080537129009' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/114645080537129009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/114645080537129009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-just-saw-united-93-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-114584030956266526</id><published>2006-04-23T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T20:58:29.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>inadvertenly (sp?) i fasted from blogspot for lent.it's really only because myspace is my new pimp.i don't really blog much there, though. i had somehow forgotten that one of my greatest love languages is words of affirmation. so i mainly message with people back and forth on the site. so long as dave doesn't forget that it's a love language for me, and i don't forget his, we should be okay.i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/114584030956266526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=114584030956266526' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/114584030956266526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/114584030956266526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2006/04/inadvertenly-sp-i-fasted-from-blogspot.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-114281775344901662</id><published>2006-03-19T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T20:22:33.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there is something in me that has somehow died.i'm not sure what it is yet, and i don't really have many close around me who would be able to point me in the right direction to look for "it".i am still excited to be planning a wedding, for 14 months away.i am still stressed about finding a job in pittsburgh. my self-confidence has gone away with me not talking to my self. i let my self-doubt and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/114281775344901662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=114281775344901662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/114281775344901662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/114281775344901662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2006/03/there-is-something-in-me-that-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-114127736572113461</id><published>2006-03-02T00:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T00:29:25.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yes, yes, it's true...I'm Engaged!(We're Engaged!!!)I shall in the somewhat near future marry the Love of my life. and I am looking forward to many years of laughter, fights, miscommunication, understanding, grace, learning experiences, and Love. check him out @ www.myspace.com/dramachick837 (my page) under friends...Dave is the name, most amazing fiance ever is the game! He's the one in Iraq </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/114127736572113461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=114127736572113461' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/114127736572113461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/114127736572113461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2006/03/yes-yes-its-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-113977254022439892</id><published>2006-02-12T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T14:29:00.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GO STEELERS!!! so joyous about the outcome of the super-duper bowl!even MORE joyous because i got to watch it with my man.hence the absence of my presence (sp?) in the blog community. when you haven't seen someone for seven months, the reason being because they are in freakin' IRAQ, that tends to take precedence.have no fears...i am still alive and well, and rather enjoying relaxing with my man </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/113977254022439892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=113977254022439892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/113977254022439892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/113977254022439892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2006/02/go-steelers-so-joyous-about-outcome-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-113799097230968465</id><published>2006-01-22T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T23:36:12.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GO STEELERS!!!!i think i am in love with troy polumalu.don't tell my boyfriend though. i think he'd be upset.pittsburgh's goin' to the superbowl....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/113799097230968465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=113799097230968465' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/113799097230968465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/113799097230968465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2006/01/go-steelers-i-think-i-am-in-love-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-113703820499020354</id><published>2006-01-11T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T22:56:45.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jarhead.at this point, i don't even know what to do with myself. seeing charred bodies and oil-covered marines desparate to get their kill in...dave (man i love) will be back on leave in a few weeks for a glorious 15 day period. after seven months, these last few days are excruciatingly slow to wait through.and i am officially graduated with a B.A. in Communication Arts. i got the paper in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/113703820499020354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=113703820499020354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/113703820499020354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/113703820499020354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2006/01/jarhead.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-113437201385633156</id><published>2005-12-12T01:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T02:20:13.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today marks another official beginning for me: that of a *real* college graduate.i've been posing and parading for a year and a half now, but as of 8:20 pm tonight, it will be official (so long as i don't royally screw up my self-defense practical-- five minutes in a room with 3 different attackers and 15 random attacks to defend that ive learned this semester-- or get below a D on my final </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/113437201385633156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=113437201385633156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/113437201385633156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/113437201385633156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-marks-another-official-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-112977241728286151</id><published>2005-10-19T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T21:40:17.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Victor Turner.Modern god of defining what "liminality" is. (i bow down).and i got to discuss him and his wonderful ideas briefly in cultural anthropology monday.Let's pause for a second to realize how unbelievably FLOORED i am in doing this.(very much so).Interestingly enough, we are talking about this as we discuss Rites of Passage and Religion and Culture.a quick recap of Monday:"during a state</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/112977241728286151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=112977241728286151' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112977241728286151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112977241728286151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/10/victor-turner.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-112924034044721771</id><published>2005-10-13T17:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T17:52:20.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today is my birthday.people of the world, rejoice! i am one year away from the silver anniversary with the earth.feel free to send greetings and wishes of good happy joy my way.and for my birthday, i would like you all to do one thing for me:have a fantastic day!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/112924034044721771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=112924034044721771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112924034044721771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112924034044721771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/10/today-is-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-112865459166151471</id><published>2005-10-06T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T23:09:51.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am signing up to volunteer for the USO.i figure, i don't want to be one of those people who wants to support the troops but doesn't physically "DO" anything to support them. so i am getting off my fanny and supportin' like it's nobody's business."for the boys" and a friendly reminder inspired me to do so. i freaked my parents out by telling them i was going to be a candy stryper (sp?) in Iraq. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/112865459166151471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=112865459166151471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112865459166151471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112865459166151471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-signing-up-to-volunteer-for-uso.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-112804010994239053</id><published>2005-09-29T20:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T20:28:29.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i called off work today. it's the first time i've called off work in nearly two years. i've not felt healthy for a few days, but i was trying to just press on and hope it would pass. it didn't. even as i sit here now, typing, i am coughing.so i made myself rest today. i haven't done that, really done that in over three months-- i haven't made myself rest, i haven't kept any kind of Sabbath. and i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/112804010994239053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=112804010994239053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112804010994239053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112804010994239053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-called-off-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-112796754354692458</id><published>2005-09-28T23:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T00:19:03.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hegemony:preponderant (having superior weight, force, or influence or having greater prevalence) influence or authority over others: DOMINANTwe talked about this in my cultural anthropology class today. in relation to worldviews, and how cultures clash- it does often seem that this may be the case.it's like-- when a certain worldview is held by the majority, it is taken for granted that all other</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/112796754354692458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=112796754354692458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112796754354692458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112796754354692458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/09/hegemony-preponderant-having-superior.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-112743255977910243</id><published>2005-09-22T19:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T19:42:39.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello.i've been away for a bit.i always feel the need to apologize for that. but i will refrain, this time. for that.i got a job at a bank, which i am thankful for. retail is not my thing-- i don't like it, never have, and i don't think i ever will. i don't think life at a bank will be all that exciting, but it's a much better paycheck than the one i get from current retail death. (chokes and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/112743255977910243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=112743255977910243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112743255977910243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112743255977910243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-112455974997063133</id><published>2005-08-20T13:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T13:42:29.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>support our troops.i don't know if the country has come to an agreement as far as the definition of this term. or if we've come to an agreement on anything really.(forewarning: this is a fairly long and rambling post).the woman, cindy sheehan i believe her name is, that has been protesting at bush's texas ranch (and who recently had to leave for CA to take care of her ailing mother) is an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/112455974997063133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=112455974997063133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112455974997063133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112455974997063133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/08/support-our-troops.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-112420184806202206</id><published>2005-08-16T10:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T10:17:28.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i get to go to PITTSBURGH tonight!!!!!!!!!!(am just a little excited)although, before i go, i should probably memorize my lines for rehearsal tomorrow.  that might help in the whole getting paid process- doing my job.but almost all the funriture will be taken away from my apartment bu the end of the day thursday. moving is weird.do i want to start my teacher's licensure in january? i wonder if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/112420184806202206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=112420184806202206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112420184806202206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112420184806202206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-get-to-go-to-pittsburgh-tonight-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-112381173250826060</id><published>2005-08-11T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T21:55:32.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what happens when you ask yourself who are you really special to,and the answer is no one?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/112381173250826060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=112381173250826060' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112381173250826060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112381173250826060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-happens-when-you-ask-yourself-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-112304637958372665</id><published>2005-08-03T01:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T01:20:04.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Advanced Global Personality Test ResultsExtraversion63%Stability53%Orderliness40%Altruism76%Interdependence43%Intellectual56%Mystical36%Artistic90%Religious90%Hedonism30%Materialism63%Narcissism50%Adventurousness63%Work ethic63%Self absorbed43%Conflict seeking63%Need to dominate76%Romantic83%Avoidant43%Anti-authority56%Wealth36%Dependency76%Change averse36%Cautiousness56%Individuality83%</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/112304637958372665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=112304637958372665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112304637958372665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112304637958372665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/08/advanced-global-personality-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-112269742563706587</id><published>2005-07-30T00:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T00:24:39.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my parents aren't getting divorced. honestly, i wish they would. but i can't wish that much pain on my mom.i miss my blue eyes. i know the man i want to spend the rest of my life with. everything else, it's all fucked up. disenchanted, disenfranchised, dismembered.am i too laid back? do i not stand up for myself enough? how can i stand up for something to believe in when i don't believe anything </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/112269742563706587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=112269742563706587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112269742563706587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112269742563706587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-parents-arent-getting-divorced.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-112191928409138699</id><published>2005-07-21T00:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T00:14:44.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have a navy blue wall. well, it's not actually navy blue. it's something perfect dream but we'll just call it navy blue. a very dark navy blue. (my mom hates it).i almost got sprayed by a skunk while loading my car with stuff for the moving process.there is intense drama at the house right now. my parents might be getting divorced...i still don't know if it's serious or not. i think it might </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/112191928409138699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=112191928409138699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112191928409138699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/112191928409138699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-have-navy-blue-wall.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-111984665890596129</id><published>2005-06-27T00:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T00:30:58.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm going to miss being able to see jason c. at random times. every meeting time i've had with him post-graduation (and before really) has been such an adventure- i've highly highly enjoyed.he's going in to the navy. dave is leaving for iraq within hours i can count without much effort.and i am again overextending myself. i thought it would be harder to do outside of the college world. but it's </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-111804323060871072</id><published>2005-06-06T03:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T03:33:50.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am unbelievably selfish.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/111804323060871072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=111804323060871072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/111804323060871072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/111804323060871072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-am-unbelievably-selfish.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-111795058517144900</id><published>2005-06-05T01:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T01:49:45.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well, first bachelorette party under my belt. it's a good thing i drove myself, otherwise i would have had a lot more to drink.i like still being friends with people i went to middle school with. even if i don't like youngstown at all.rascal flats should have had the theme song for the night.why do guys in bars think "you should hang out at the holiday inn" is a good pick up line? is there an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/111795058517144900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=111795058517144900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/111795058517144900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/111795058517144900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/06/well-first-bachelorette-party-under-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-111777264466513633</id><published>2005-06-03T00:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T00:24:04.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I'd like to visit the moonOn a rocketship high in the air.Yes, I'd like to visit the moon,But I don't think I'd like to live there.Though I'd like to look down at the earthFrom above,I'd miss all the placesand people I love,So although I might like it for one afternoon,I don't want to live on the moon.~the wise words of kermit the frog.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/111777264466513633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=111777264466513633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/111777264466513633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/111777264466513633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/06/well-id-like-to-visit-moon-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-111760612698597740</id><published>2005-06-01T02:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T02:08:46.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Maybe that's all a family really is; a group of people who miss the same imaginary place."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/111760612698597740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=111760612698597740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/111760612698597740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/111760612698597740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/05/maybe-thats-all-family-really-is-group.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-111707256176963149</id><published>2005-05-25T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T21:56:01.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am unemployed.for whatever reasons, it is both refreshing and bittersweet all at once. i think, all the feelings that i had at any graduation or ending-banquet-type-thing hold true here, except, here, i wasn't honestly very close with many people in the experience. but the experience in and of itself provided this relationship of sorts, and the people i was involved with were close, enough. and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/111707256176963149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=111707256176963149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/111707256176963149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/111707256176963149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-am-unemployed.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-111564583252756320</id><published>2005-05-09T09:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T09:37:12.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my 84 year old grandmother (in response to a goodbye and behave yourself because you've still got a few hours left of your birthday from my dad)..."well, at my age, you don't really need to say that. although (pause for a moment of deep thought) i do wish i had someone because i'd like to see what sex was like"oh yes. i guess, i gotta get it from somewhere (the bluntness that is).rachel yamagata </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/111564583252756320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=111564583252756320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/111564583252756320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/111564583252756320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-84-year-old-grandmother-in-response.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-111515484908289315</id><published>2005-05-03T16:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T17:14:54.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've been wondering...does culture instigate myths of stereotypes of race and gender? and regardless of whether or not [pop] culture instigates these stereotypes...does it [culture] enforce our beliefs of them?i think so.a discussion on racism started with fellow tour actors on a two hour drive back from a show last week.i know, i know. don't go there. nothing about politics or religion, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/111515484908289315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=111515484908289315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/111515484908289315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/111515484908289315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/05/ive-been-wondering.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-111325200515284584</id><published>2005-04-11T16:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T16:40:05.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love closure.i miss conversation.in other news....                                         i am now a member of "christian" media. i got hired for a christian TV sitcom today, as a recurring regular. eh, it'll look good on the resume. i think it's an experience God wants me to have, but i keep praying that it's not another experience for me to be stressed out in. i'd rather just a simple side </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/111325200515284584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=111325200515284584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/111325200515284584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/111325200515284584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-love-closure.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-111170473418007819</id><published>2005-03-24T17:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T17:52:14.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey.  not much to say, really. i just haven't written in a while and felt obligated.obligation. hmm....interesting word.my struggles of late have been trying to sift through my priorities and my obligations, trying to make them match in a way that allows me to grow as kristy, and not just as "friend" or "girlfriend" or "daughter" or "Christian" or "actress". i've never really done this before, in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/111170473418007819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=111170473418007819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/111170473418007819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/111170473418007819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-110808638819321861</id><published>2005-02-10T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T20:46:28.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've tried to post about four times in the past few weeks, and every time, the computer freezes. let's hope this isn't a fifth...well, dave is in training. a long plane flight away and an hour ahead of schedule than me. which helps if we want to talk in the morning for a brief second, because he usually is getting up around 430 or 500 his time while i'm usually getting up around 530 or 600 mine. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/110808638819321861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=110808638819321861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/110808638819321861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/110808638819321861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2005/02/ive-tried-to-post-about-four-times-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-110495829888677634</id><published>2005-01-05T16:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T15:51:38.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am one very happy woman right now.i won't be blogging again for a few days to expand on this.but when i do blog, i most likely won't be as happy.oh well- happiness is conditional anyway.hope you are all having a wonderful new year!!!</summary><link rel='replies' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=110357446244030740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/110357446244030740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/110357446244030740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/12/been-lookin-all-wrong-places-to-find.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=110356276953387660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/110356276953387660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/110356276953387660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/12/v.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-110046558363757317</id><published>2004-11-14T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T15:53:03.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>**this has nothing to do with the previous post, but i figured, why not add a little political humor to what is my life right now???i shall now relay the story of how the west virginian children told me they were going to vote before the elections, and why.it was the monday before election day, and we (saltworks) had just performed a show about drugs and it's effect on a person and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/110046558363757317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=110046558363757317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/110046558363757317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/110046558363757317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/11/this-has-nothing-to-do-with-previous.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-110045448048802027</id><published>2004-11-14T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T12:48:00.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so, no matter how prepared i think i am....it still hurts.i don't really want to talk about "it"but i do want to be honest. i'm afraid...that this change will have effects that ripple through the rest of my life and relationships. maybe- not all of my relationships. but i am sad that there are people at mal-one who i now wonder if they will still be friends with me.i guess...something of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/110045448048802027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=110045448048802027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/110045448048802027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/110045448048802027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/11/so-no-matter-how-prepared-i-think-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-109989676716450391</id><published>2004-11-08T01:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T01:52:47.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i was talking with erin (surprise)and she brought up a really good point....if you see the potential in someone, and strive to encourage them to reach that potential- but- they don't see that potential on their own or don't believe it (as in the space for growth/improvement) then aren't you just controlling them with good intentions?i'd say yes.even the best intentions have the *</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/109989676716450391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=109989676716450391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109989676716450391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109989676716450391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/11/so-i-was-talking-with-erin-surprise.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-109987549704308909</id><published>2004-11-07T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T19:58:17.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it seems that every post i get to write in here as of "late" has been depressing.so, i'm going to *try* to break that trend and be honest.church was interesting today. well-- it was informative, and a blessing. but i was still falling asleep. even though i went to the last service and got a solid eight hours of sleep last night. there was a pastor from syria speaking this weekend, the man in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/109987549704308909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=109987549704308909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109987549704308909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109987549704308909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/11/it-seems-that-every-post-i-get-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-109918729983996225</id><published>2004-10-30T21:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T21:48:19.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so, all i really want to type here is bullshit.i mean that.i'm in canfield right now, after a week in new jersey and a few nights in nyc. i like chelsea and the gay district more than times square.so, i've been attending this church in "pitty" (blame jason buckley)- www.acac.net is the web address if you want to learn more about it. but- it's been great. i've only gone a few times thus far,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/109918729983996225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=109918729983996225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109918729983996225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109918729983996225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/10/so-all-i-really-want-to-type-here-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-109856588757122969</id><published>2004-10-23T17:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T17:11:27.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I still miss a lot of people. But, to all who sent e-cards and sang me songs on my voicemail, I do appreciate it!That Kelly Clarkson song, "Break Away" is stuck in my head. It has been for, about- two weeks now? But I won't go buy it because it's on the Princess Diaries 2 soundtrack. I am refusing that (even though I did just buy the soundtrack from "Garden State" and I would highly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/109856588757122969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=109856588757122969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109856588757122969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109856588757122969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/10/so-i-still-miss-lot-of-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-109701058209483277</id><published>2004-10-05T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T17:09:42.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>work's still going awesome. and i'm still tired (still, nothing new there!!!)we started tackling a new script- all within it handling shakespeare, suicide, mental health issues, eating disorders, and relationships. it's not easy.i miss a lot of people from canton. i still miss the community. but i am learning to live by myself. no- i'm not an island. i've never wanted to be one. but, the more</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/109701058209483277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=109701058209483277' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109701058209483277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109701058209483277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/10/works-still-going-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-109564217535268923</id><published>2004-09-19T20:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T21:02:55.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i believe God is found in the details. He is the big picture and he is within every detail.even under a bottle cap.great message and encouragement as well as something of admonishment for me personally from jared at church today....reminding me-that Jesus noticed, even as he was mauled by many, how one woman touched his robe-that the God who is King of Kings and Lord of Lords came for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/109564217535268923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=109564217535268923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109564217535268923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109564217535268923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-believe-god-is-found-in-details.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-109551251201631567</id><published>2004-09-18T08:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T09:01:52.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>still love my job...monique and i get along pretty well, so that's a lot of fun (i imagine that if the two girls on tour didn't get along that it might be a little bit more difficult...)we had our first performance. it went pretty darn well...and i got to hang out with K-3 for a while during their lunch time. eating lunch with kindergardeners puts a new perspective on life.i look forward to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/109551251201631567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=109551251201631567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109551251201631567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109551251201631567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/09/still-love-my-job.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-109426540743366824</id><published>2004-09-03T22:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T22:36:47.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I LOVE MY NEW JOB!!!!!and that was shouted in a very gleeful manner!www.saltworks.orgi can't believe i get paid to do this...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/109426540743366824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=109426540743366824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109426540743366824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109426540743366824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-love-my-new-job-and-that-was-shouted.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-109374899235467981</id><published>2004-08-28T22:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T23:09:52.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's official.for the next 12 months, i am a resident of Pittsburgh. Cranberry Township, to be more precise. if it's less than twelve months, i have to fork over about two grande-- so, i'm thinking it's going to be for the solid year.j. davies helped me move today and i could not have done it without her. i also don't think i could have ever laughed so hard while moving couches, dressers, and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/109374899235467981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=109374899235467981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109374899235467981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109374899235467981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/08/its-official.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-109356024588835531</id><published>2004-08-26T18:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T18:44:05.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>packing and traveling too and from "pitty". yep, that's about it.i don't know when i'll have the internet up at my apartment, so feel free to email- but i don't know if i will be able to respond any time in the next couple of weeks. calls and old-fashioned mail is always appreciated though *smiles*lakeside was wonderful. there really is something *different* there...that makes things the best</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/109356024588835531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=109356024588835531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109356024588835531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109356024588835531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/08/packing-and-traveling-too-and-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-109306039566214493</id><published>2004-08-20T23:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T23:53:15.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>didn't have to work today. wahooo! though i would have liked the eight hours on the upcoming paycheck, eh...officially, seven days and 15 minutes will be my moving day. (if you feel like helping, just let me know) =)going on a mini-vacation with my mom this week. a lot of relaxation is going to happen...and maybe even a date with a fantastic guy. some time on a boat and visitation of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/109306039566214493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=109306039566214493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109306039566214493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109306039566214493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/08/didnt-have-to-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-109254146013970996</id><published>2004-08-14T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T23:44:20.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I officially have an apartment. It all worked out. Now I just have to give them nearly a thousand dollars in two weeks, with utilities and such.And this week has again, not been easy. I've been thinking a lot about the events of this summer, and of the "last semester" of my college career...I've been thinking about friends, about life and death...about good-byes, and their importance in my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/109254146013970996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=109254146013970996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109254146013970996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109254146013970996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/08/so-i-officially-have-apartment.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-109189665625738120</id><published>2004-08-07T12:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T12:37:36.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And then you wonder: which was better? burning or bleeding?I suppose this is another one of those "rhetorical" questions...But I do still wonder (isn't that the point?).I suppose the more I think about it- my mind keeps wandering back to the intent of a person. To "get" burned...some force outside yourself is in play...or some force within your self that you would rather not acknowledge.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/109189665625738120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=109189665625738120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109189665625738120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109189665625738120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/08/and-then-you-wonder-which-was-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-109167478776267445</id><published>2004-08-04T22:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T22:59:47.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i made a "to-do" list at work today. i have to do something there...otherwise, i literally fall asleep in the middle of calling someone.i've always been pretty a pretty anti-to-do list person.but i've started to shut down lately because i have so much to do...so i figured, that if i at least had a little paper that i could scratch things off when i was done...maybe that would help. a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/109167478776267445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=109167478776267445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109167478776267445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109167478776267445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/08/so-i-made-to-do-list-at-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-109138436370204898</id><published>2004-08-01T14:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T14:19:23.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love those little moments in life when i am reminded that i am "not alone"...not in some romantic way, or in some really tangible, physical, being-around-people way...but realizing that others, whom you have grown to love and share things with, share quirks with you...and even fears about those quirks and what they mean, to make you as a person."i'm going open!"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/109138436370204898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=109138436370204898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109138436370204898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109138436370204898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-love-those-little-moments-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-109055211488853839</id><published>2004-07-22T23:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T23:08:34.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if you know me, you know i get frustrated with my dad. really, really frustrated sometimes. but when we sit down to pray before we eat, my dad bows his head, and his prayer seems a sigh, a struggle to thank God, even through the things in life he hates. especially on his "bad days". granted, my father still continues to anger me, say things i think are ignorant, not think before he talks, yells</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/109055211488853839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=109055211488853839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109055211488853839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109055211488853839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/07/if-you-know-me-you-know-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-109028114494870819</id><published>2004-07-19T19:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T19:52:24.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hi. so, i wrote another wonderful blog and for yet another stupid reason, my computer froze. it was truly wonderful, as i was (at the time) tripped up on vicodin. i say "up" because, although vicodin is, generally, a muscle relaxer, it evidentally has reverse effects on me. in case you're wondering...the vicodin is a result of getting my wisdom teeth removed this friday past. so, vicodin </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/109028114494870819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=109028114494870819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109028114494870819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/109028114494870819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/07/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-108968741571864696</id><published>2004-07-12T22:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T22:56:55.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as i was driving to canton on saturday, i went the speed limit. in fact, i even went five miles under the speed limit, and i put all the windows down and turned up music really loud and laid my head back on the head rest and rested my right hand on the wheel to keep the car on the road...and i stretched my left hand out the window and tried to catch the sweet air as i seemed to glide down the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/108968741571864696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=108968741571864696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108968741571864696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108968741571864696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/07/as-i-was-driving-to-canton-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-108959898500869735</id><published>2004-07-11T22:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T22:23:05.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to akron christian reformed church today.i hadn't been there since i went with linda and chancels nearly two years ago. and i was refreshed in remembering why it was such a *blessed* experience.a different way to look at grace (as we looked at the passage in Luke 10 dealing with the parable of the good Samaritan through a new/different lens)....being wounded by the side of the road and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/108959898500869735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=108959898500869735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108959898500869735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108959898500869735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/07/went-to-akron-christian-reformed.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-108940848678501849</id><published>2004-07-09T17:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T17:28:06.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my cousin peered around the corner as we were closing up shop at the end of the work day today, and actually said "t.g.i.f.,huh?" who says that anymore?who watches that anymore?either way. thank God it is friday (in an american corporate world don't have to work thankful for the rest of the weekend sort of way).amen to tgif</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/108940848678501849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=108940848678501849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108940848678501849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108940848678501849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-cousin-peered-around-corner-as-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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Or *things* that transition relationships in your life to a new phase. What brought this on was (surprise) a conversation with Andrew Rudd. It was, as always, a rewarding time of shared-stories, but there was something a bit different about it...I couldn't quite put my finger on it...but when the conversation/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/108914680940667108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=108914680940667108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108914680940667108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108914680940667108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-keep-thinking-about-things-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-108898799911686171</id><published>2004-07-04T20:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T20:39:59.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sorry i've been away soooooooooooo v. long. the wonderful world of technology in the household in which the O resides had a virus. again. but it's all good now (at least i think so).great news: www.saltworks.org go ahead and check it out, because it is my new place of employment!!! i will be starting there as of sept. 1 in rehearsals...as a member of the touring company. wahooo! first "real</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/108898799911686171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=108898799911686171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108898799911686171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108898799911686171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/07/sorry-ive-been-away-soooooooooooo-v.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=108811052454016278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108811052454016278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108811052454016278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/06/not-feeling-very-original-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=108805055355670788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108805055355670788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108805055355670788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-just-want-this-waiting-to-be-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=108786310702081312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108786310702081312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108786310702081312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/06/back-from-live.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-108733972904523390</id><published>2004-06-15T18:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T18:48:49.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To whom it may concern:Kristy will be at the Alive Festival for the next few days. She does hope to see you there, and if not there...well, some time soon. Bye kids! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/108733972904523390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=108733972904523390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108733972904523390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108733972904523390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/06/to-whom-it-may-concern-kristy-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-108721804424133732</id><published>2004-06-14T08:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T09:00:44.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I apologize for the *extremely* long blog that preceeded this one. Now I shall play with my puppy and try to discover the in's and out's of a shop-vac. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/108721804424133732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=108721804424133732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108721804424133732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108721804424133732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-apologize-for-extremely-long-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-108721782301874661</id><published>2004-06-14T08:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T08:57:03.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love the calm before the storm. It still scares the *piss* out of me but I thoroughly enjoy it. I don't believe i have recorded the story of *the gas station attendant who gave me a cigar smoking lesson* So now I will. So, a little while ago, Erin and I (yes, the one who snorts and we are always together almost) decided to take a little drive up to Cleveland. Because we were/are bored out</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/108721782301874661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=108721782301874661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108721782301874661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108721782301874661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-love-calm-before-storm.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-108672815067162979</id><published>2004-06-08T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T22:59:31.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I sat through dance class today...it was a four hour and fifteen minute marathon. I had to watch this video of the LA festival of Cultures (I think that's the name of it?)...who cares about the name...anyhow. My professor keeps echoing this sentiment as we journey through American Heritage dances and Tribal dances...and this was repeated by Aborigine (sp?) dancers on the video today...that the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/108672815067162979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=108672815067162979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108672815067162979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108672815067162979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-sat-through-dance-class-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-108666636483737432</id><published>2004-06-07T23:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T23:46:04.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A bit of a change of pace from the past few weeks maybe?I know at least *3* "film" people read this...so I am asking you to please please please please (yes I am begging) take a moment or two and give me some suggestions for films that have *good* (read: Andrew Rudd speak: great) dialogue in them...either between two dynamic characters or throughout with many or one character. Any and all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/108666636483737432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=108666636483737432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108666636483737432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108666636483737432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/06/bit-of-change-of-pace-from-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-108641418681298796</id><published>2004-06-05T01:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T01:43:06.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am a selfish person. I am horribly selfish, and I selfishly cherish all of my friendships as if I can control them...their existence in my life. I miss my friends and I love them....and I love them so much right now. My heart shatters for the pain and devastation that each has faced this past week...and my love for each of my friends grows more and more. If you are my friend and you are reading</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/108641418681298796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=108641418681298796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108641418681298796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108641418681298796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-am-selfish-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-108571789043256774</id><published>2004-05-28T00:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T00:18:10.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I learned an African tribal dance today. And I want to teach it to a bunch of suburban-happy westernized v. white Americans. Let me know if you're interested. *winks*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/108571789043256774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=108571789043256774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108571789043256774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108571789043256774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-learned-african-tribal-dance-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005266.post-108568957910430671</id><published>2004-05-27T16:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T16:39:04.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wouldn't it be funny to die?At least, that's what I thought. Hell, I'd think anything but being here. So I get up off the cold and dirty gym floor. I've got ten minutes, and still, nothing to do. A hall to walk down, water to drink, but nothing to do. "What are you lookin' at?" she smirks. I crack a smile. "I was just watching.""Right."Racing down the spiral stair case I trip a bit, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/feeds/108568957910430671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6005266&amp;postID=108568957910430671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108568957910430671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6005266/posts/default/108568957910430671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://othespacebetween.blogspot.com/2004/05/wouldnt-it-be-funny-to-die-at-least.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182845510764459645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FU1TTaz27ZQ/SpC_CbHfb6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Gx-bdlhXKBA/S220/July-August+2009+270.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
