<?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-1253067157766394823</id><updated>2011-11-27T05:50:54.298-08:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='nkotb'/><category term='trust'/><category term='bush'/><category term='today show'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='biggest loser'/><category term='kelly clarkson'/><category term='circuit city'/><category term='nadya suleman'/><category term='joey mcintyre'/><category term='grandmas'/><category term='events'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='mix1065'/><category term='new kids on the block'/><category term='30'/><category term='anxiety'/><category term='the watchmen'/><category term='fuel efficiency'/><category term='universal studios'/><category term='social networking'/><category term='family'/><category term='Hudson river crash'/><category term='dating'/><category term='stieg larsson'/><category term='Legion'/><category term='work'/><category term='mizu'/><category term='friends'/><category term='salsa'/><category term='american idol'/><category term='lady gaga'/><category term='britney spears'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='octuplets'/><category term='separation'/><category term='goals'/><category term='Dean Koontz'/><category term='coworkers'/><category term='life'/><category term='obama'/><category term='florida'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='barack obama'/><category term='food'/><category term='disneyland'/><category term='moving on'/><category term='letsgetthis.org'/><category term='Inc.'/><category term='tatiana del toro'/><category term='joaquin phoenix'/><category term='The Taking'/><category term='love'/><category term='jamie foxx'/><title type='text'>Brain Garbage</title><subtitle type='html'>Want to understand the mind of a 30 something, single, childless, working Norcal woman with a Psychology degree she doesn't use who happens to love pop culture and despises people who don't return email or voicemail? Well, good luck. I don't understand my own brain so why should you? It might be fun to try to figure it out though.

Why Brain Garbage? It's a term my first Psych professor used to describe one of the possible explanations for dreams and I've never forgotten it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-6905863958343584898</id><published>2011-04-22T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T20:06:33.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all me...</title><summary type='text'>AthleticAccomplishedEmotionalDrainedConfusedExcitedPassionateGeekytrying to balance wanting to pushUnsureInsecureConfidentMusicalIntrovertedSocialCompassionateFrustratedDeterminedBeautifulDarkMoodySunshineQuietEnergeticAwkwardIndecisiveLovingI'm all these things...THAT is who I am.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/6905863958343584898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-all-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6905863958343584898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6905863958343584898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-all-me.html' title='It&apos;s all me...'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-4270427691568757497</id><published>2011-04-02T16:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T17:55:11.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm happy...</title><summary type='text'>It's Saturday. I've been at the front desk (my old post) of my office for almost 10 hours. It's kind of cloudy outside. Everyone else in the office is tucked away doing a "code sprint" and I don't even really know what that is or what the result will be. I've been cleaning up after them, setting up their meals, running little errands. Sounds miserable right?Nope.I'm getting paid OT to sit around </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/4270427691568757497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4270427691568757497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4270427691568757497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-happy.html' title='I&apos;m happy...'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-2526459339937502240</id><published>2011-03-19T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T13:36:31.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it!</title><summary type='text'>My first race has come and gone and it was amazing, liberating, fun, emotional...more than I thought it would be. It was fun! I had fun...running. I did it with my mom and my sister and that made it all the more special.Here's proof.and here is mom and I after the race with our MEDALS haha.I didn't try to be Supergirl and run the whole thing...I just did what my body told me...I'd walk briefly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/2526459339937502240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-did-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/2526459339937502240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/2526459339937502240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-did-it.html' title='I did it!'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H5WCuQHUR3Q/TYURc0DoqoI/AAAAAAAAAGU/k7DorUuIVBU/s72-c/GoGreenMeMom.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-1970110033388989306</id><published>2011-02-26T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T11:20:18.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>365 days</title><summary type='text'>One year ago today I said goodbye to my old life. One year ago today, my husband helped me put my half our stuff into my apartment and said goodbye. Neither of us thought it was for good. "We just have to make it six months..." we said. One year ago today, I was shattered, I was tired, I was terrified, I didn't even know how I would eat or breathe on my own.Today I got up and ran for over two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/1970110033388989306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/02/365-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/1970110033388989306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/1970110033388989306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/02/365-days.html' title='365 days'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-5877722768019298077</id><published>2011-02-21T09:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T09:39:10.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>C25K Week Six, Day Two</title><summary type='text'>Ouch. Need I say more? Today was not easy. You'd think after doing a 20 minute run last weekend (YEP 20 MINUTES!!! EEEK!) that two ten minute runs would be easy. Ow, no.  The weather sucked this week (NorCal sucked=cold and raining)  (cold=anything below 65 degrees, I know I know) so I only got one treadmill run in.Whether it was the colder air, or  my tired muscles, I'm not sure. Today was just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/5877722768019298077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/02/c25k-week-six-day-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5877722768019298077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5877722768019298077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/02/c25k-week-six-day-two.html' title='C25K Week Six, Day Two'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-7290884923560538271</id><published>2011-02-19T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T09:24:56.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember when lunch was just lunch?</title><summary type='text'>I'm reading a book about how to be more happy.This post is not about that.I'm human and I have many emotions and right now they are annoyance and frustration.Scene:Email-E to M, "Let's get together when I'm in town." M to E, "How about lunch, I'm going out that night already. Sounds good!"Email-E to M and L "Hey girls, lunch at 11:30am Saturday?" M to L and E- "Sounds good! Let me know where or I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/7290884923560538271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/02/remember-when-lunch-was-just-lunch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/7290884923560538271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/7290884923560538271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/02/remember-when-lunch-was-just-lunch.html' title='Remember when lunch was just lunch?'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-5320819478304761849</id><published>2011-02-15T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T13:16:59.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Score!</title><summary type='text'>I've been meaning to blog for a while now.  I have lots of topics lined up; books I've read, my reaction to The Fighter, dealing with the single life, etc.. I just haven't quite been able to plop myself in front of my home laptop in the evenings because I'm in front of a computer all day and it just get so...it's just too much.I've also been on an emotional roller coaster with all the feeling </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/5320819478304761849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/02/score.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5320819478304761849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5320819478304761849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/02/score.html' title='Score!'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-5537114726910344897</id><published>2011-01-24T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T19:10:24.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three</title><summary type='text'>Week three, session three, three minutes.I can jog for three minutes without stopping to walk. THREEWhen that realization hit me this evening as I did my cool down walk it was the most overwhelming feeling I've had in a long time. The sun was almost set, I'm in a neighborhood where nobody knows me (except maybe as the lady with the wiener dog), and I just achieved something I never thought I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/5537114726910344897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/01/three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5537114726910344897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5537114726910344897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/01/three.html' title='Three'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-2509209993244994482</id><published>2011-01-22T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T03:43:23.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 3 in the Morning...girl</title><summary type='text'>"watcha gonna do? Do you wanna fight..." oh, oh sorry. I'm not used to being wide awake at 3 am on a Saturday with a hangover from a blue margarita. The moment I saw it was blue I knew I was in trouble but I chugged it down anyway. At least I didn't throw up the accompanying sushi.The good news? If I ever want to get completely hammered and I only have $8, all I have to do is take a short walk to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/2509209993244994482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-3-in-morninggirl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/2509209993244994482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/2509209993244994482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-3-in-morninggirl.html' title='It&apos;s 3 in the Morning...girl'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TTrClP8y1UI/AAAAAAAAAGI/dtWvHz0QAgs/s72-c/BlueMargarita2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-6480686887614743715</id><published>2011-01-11T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T16:21:55.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so hard/The hardest part</title><summary type='text'>Training for a 5K isn't so hard. Relationships are.Couch to 5K week two training has begun and when session one was over I felt less challenged than the first week. It could be because I was on a treadmill.  It could be the two minute rests between the 90 second runs. Maybe it was both. Maybe I'm in better shape than I thought. Regardless, I'm on the path to doing something new, something that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/6480686887614743715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/01/not-so-hardthe-hardest-part.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6480686887614743715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6480686887614743715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/01/not-so-hardthe-hardest-part.html' title='Not so hard/The hardest part'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-5282898691246726178</id><published>2011-01-07T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T20:02:55.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet, Kissing, Accounting, Running</title><summary type='text'>So I was going to be all "with it" and actually take my laptop out to my living room and put it on my LAP but then I accidentally jiggled the cords connected to my modem and the lights went out and my Internet was GONE.So I spent the last 3 minutes not touching anything willing all the green lights to come back to me. They did. I will survive this Friday night...because you are all my date for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/5282898691246726178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/01/internet-kissing-accounting-running.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5282898691246726178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5282898691246726178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/01/internet-kissing-accounting-running.html' title='Internet, Kissing, Accounting, Running'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-4268965799325358348</id><published>2011-01-03T17:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T18:11:20.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time in Between the Moments</title><summary type='text'>Like the new look? I like black. It's clean, it's simple, you can wear it whenever. Apparently, you can't wear all black or you get called goth or a ninja or people ask who died, but whatever. Eh, new year new blog. I just wasn't feeling the trees (I still love you trees!).Anyway...You know those times...the times in between the moments of your life? I guess you'd have to know what I mean by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/4268965799325358348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/01/time-in-between-moments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4268965799325358348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4268965799325358348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/01/time-in-between-moments.html' title='The Time in Between the Moments'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-8636014151301886868</id><published>2011-01-01T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T18:11:11.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010: A Year of Firsts</title><summary type='text'>Happy New Year! Can I just say I am GLAD 2010 is over? It was really rough. I'm not saying it didn't have it's moments (boy did it have it's moments) but in general I'm just glad I get a symbolic fresh start.Before I talk about what lies ahead, I need to take a minute and remember what this last year has been. 2010 was me growing up. 2010 was me finding me again. I kinda like me. I need some work</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/8636014151301886868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-year-of-firsts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/8636014151301886868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/8636014151301886868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-year-of-firsts.html' title='2010: A Year of Firsts'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TR_Z5lxlPDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/K_mGQZjTQY4/s72-c/TattooWeb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-1076082480861843495</id><published>2010-11-04T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T15:54:00.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear</title><summary type='text'>Fear. It's pretty much been the emotion/force/whatever whatever that has guided my entire life. As a child I was afraid to grow up. Then I grew up and I was afraid to do grown up things. Then I did grown up things and I was just afraid.Will I be good enough?Will people like me?Will he love me forever?Remember MySpace? Remember when MySpace with the IT girl of social networking? The big thing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/1076082480861843495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/11/fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/1076082480861843495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/1076082480861843495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/11/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-5700024225563570648</id><published>2010-10-24T15:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T15:18:58.680-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving on'/><title type='text'>October 24, 2010</title><summary type='text'>Looks like today is the first day of the rest of my life...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/5700024225563570648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/10/october-24-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5700024225563570648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5700024225563570648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/10/october-24-2010.html' title='October 24, 2010'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-2669658811524668142</id><published>2010-09-19T14:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T16:17:38.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's move on now shall we?</title><summary type='text'>Let's forget about that last post shall we? Though even the sad times warrant just as much attention they aren't much fun are they? Look at the bright side...reading that had to make you feel like your life was freakin awesome!There will probably be no rhyme or reason to this post so just go with it...that's kind of what my life is like right now anyway. Go with the flow as they say. Which is so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/2669658811524668142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/09/lets-move-on-now-shall-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/2669658811524668142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/2669658811524668142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/09/lets-move-on-now-shall-we.html' title='Let&apos;s move on now shall we?'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TJaWU08SbcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/r-4tjHruY6Q/s72-c/Erins+30th+Bday+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-6853217513323839713</id><published>2010-09-01T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T19:40:22.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><title type='text'>FYI</title><summary type='text'>The author of this blog (me) is officially screwed up. I just thought you'd all like to know. I wondered how everything that happened in the last year would impact me. Well, in a not good way. In a VERY not good way. (Yes, yes, I'm stronger from my failure and all the pain and I've grown up and blah blah yes I know that part) I don't trust people anymore. Mainly I don't trust ME anymore.My "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/6853217513323839713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/09/fyi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6853217513323839713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6853217513323839713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/09/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-1984300047136407043</id><published>2010-08-22T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T20:34:19.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stieg larsson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coworkers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mizu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Good Times</title><summary type='text'>This post comes by special request as I was recently told my blog made someone really sad. I am just one of those types that usually only feels the need to vent when I am sad/worried/annoyed/lonely. So special requester, here is my Happy Post.Guess what? I've been having a bit of fun lately. I've been doing stuff. With other people. Yep. I know right? Oh but first...(and this is totally a chick </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/1984300047136407043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/08/good-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/1984300047136407043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/1984300047136407043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/08/good-times.html' title='Good Times'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/THHY4IkIPEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/T0PAPm02o_I/s72-c/Me0710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-7476011934609898756</id><published>2010-06-25T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T10:59:27.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I lost that last five pounds</title><summary type='text'>Maybe you don't care how I lost that last five pounds. Maybe you do. Maybe you "hate" me because I only weigh 100lbs and you are thinking "Oh gawd, you already have an advantage, you aren't me I don't care, shut up!" Fine. Whatever, get over yourself. I've been there. I still feel that way sometimes. It reminds me of those boys in 5th grade during fitness testing who could only do one pull up and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/7476011934609898756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-i-lost-that-last-five-pounds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/7476011934609898756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/7476011934609898756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-i-lost-that-last-five-pounds.html' title='How I lost that last five pounds'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TCTX0YkSCyI/AAAAAAAAADc/7fMq2K__hxA/s72-c/Fat+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-157299545392428559</id><published>2010-06-22T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T13:06:32.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social networking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Pet Peeve: Installment 1</title><summary type='text'>It seems like lately, things have been getting on my nerves. The same things...over and over. I am going to try to use this blog as a way to purge my mind of these annoyances. I'm sure you'll be able to relate to some and maybe even get a kick out of it.Reply All isn't that hardIn the last couple of weeks, it seems like I have had to be an event planner in my personal life. I don't know what is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/157299545392428559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/06/pet-peeve-installment-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/157299545392428559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/157299545392428559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/06/pet-peeve-installment-1.html' title='Pet Peeve: Installment 1'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-7405278107973332710</id><published>2010-06-06T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T09:24:55.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Sunshine</title><summary type='text'>Spring and Summer are finally here! That means I get to be a little bit happier. I get to pull out my tank tops and get pedicures. I get to lay by the pool and swim (one of my favorite things to do) I mean, really, Mother Nature, it's June. I know we have like, totally screwed up your ecosystem but you keep fighting you hear me? There are a bunch of us that really to love you (ME!). California is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/7405278107973332710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-sunshine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/7405278107973332710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/7405278107973332710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-sunshine.html' title='Hello Sunshine'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TAvFYFN7lWI/AAAAAAAAADM/eV_uR0ld5ZI/s72-c/SugarPicnic2010+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-4002627999033410227</id><published>2010-05-27T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T14:06:41.631-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biggest loser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mix1065'/><title type='text'>Update:Random stuff</title><summary type='text'>Hey hey!I just thought I'd check in today...sorry it's been awhile.My parents are in Europe with mom's crazy bipolar/alcoholic boss and her family. I have gotten more than a few text messages alluding to the fact that crazy lady has "fired" my mom multiple times and Mom is job hunting when she gets home. Thank God! Really, I won't even get into how awful this woman's presence in my mom's life has</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/4002627999033410227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/05/updaterandom-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4002627999033410227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4002627999033410227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/05/updaterandom-stuff.html' title='Update:Random stuff'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-2487027201244667771</id><published>2010-04-27T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T12:45:19.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inc.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Please watch this film</title><summary type='text'>Food, Inc.  It will be online to watch until 4/28/10 at Midnight*there are disturbing images but sometimes the truth is disturbing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/2487027201244667771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/04/please-watch-this-film.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/2487027201244667771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/2487027201244667771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/04/please-watch-this-film.html' title='Please watch this film'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-8768073057161261544</id><published>2010-04-25T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T10:59:20.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>I don't quite fit...</title><summary type='text'>Saturday night my sis came over, we got all dressed up, hopped in her red convertible to downtown Campbell, walked into a packed Aqui's anxious for a margarita and...proceeded to have a tear inducing confessional. Bummer.Issues we've had all the way back to childhood came up. Things about our mom (who is our best friend) came up. Keeping secrets came up. My relationship stuff came up. Add a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/8768073057161261544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-quite-fit.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/8768073057161261544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/8768073057161261544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-quite-fit.html' title='I don&apos;t quite fit...'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-3064798155310357398</id><published>2010-04-16T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T12:37:28.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not your baby's Facebook</title><summary type='text'>Is it just me or do people suddenly lose their identity when they have a kid? Is it just me or is it suuuper annoying that suddenly every Facebook status update is "Junior just did this...junior just said that...junior just went here."?I am 31 years old. Facebook is for grown-ups (and teenagers I suppose). I really am not interested in toilet training, preschool, junior's first steps, that they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/3064798155310357398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-your-babys-facebook.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/3064798155310357398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/3064798155310357398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-your-babys-facebook.html' title='Not your baby&apos;s Facebook'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-2932731695491815198</id><published>2010-04-08T17:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T17:19:10.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, it's not ALL bad</title><summary type='text'>Really, I apologize for how extremely sad my blogs are lately...it's just I'm extremely sad.However...it's not ALL bad. So here are some good things that have happened since, well, you know.1. I have my own place for the first time in my life. It's all mine people. Paid for with MY money. It's kinda awesome.2. My dog is awesome. ----&gt;3. I have a couch for the first time in 3 years so I can you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/2932731695491815198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/04/ok-its-not-all-bad.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/2932731695491815198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/2932731695491815198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/04/ok-its-not-all-bad.html' title='Ok, it&apos;s not ALL bad'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/S75wPRxNz6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/2ICueHlLjDU/s72-c/Mom+let+me+on+your+lap+506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-5215247224314139674</id><published>2010-04-07T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T09:59:35.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?</title><summary type='text'>I don't need to be told every day that I look tired, thank you very much.You try sleeping alone every night for the first time in 11 years."Even with your makeup on today you look tired." Thanks. Can I strangle you now?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/5215247224314139674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/04/really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5215247224314139674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5215247224314139674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/04/really.html' title='Really?'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-2123508907068946847</id><published>2010-03-30T19:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:09:24.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamin with a broken heart...</title><summary type='text'>Today was our first monthly dinner...(yes we've had lunch a few times but those don't count, they have a time limit). It went well. I kept wanting to grab his hand like I always did but wasn't sure if I should. He looks well.He actually beat me to my apartment. I was walking Tully and heard a man walking fast behind me and I jumped a little inside and it was him. So we walked Tully together. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/2123508907068946847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/03/dreamin-with-broken-heart.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/2123508907068946847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/2123508907068946847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/03/dreamin-with-broken-heart.html' title='Dreamin with a broken heart...'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-3998731052839414996</id><published>2010-03-18T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T19:15:18.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Days</title><summary type='text'>20 Days...that's how long I've been separated, "single", alone.I'm actually doing okay.I'm not going to lie. We do text each other daily. "Good morning" and "Good night" at a minimum. There are 143's and 823's (old pager code for I Love You and Thinking of You) and "miss you" 's in there too.  Maybe we are breaking the rules of separation but whatever. It's our separation, not everyone elses.So </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/3998731052839414996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/03/20-days.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/3998731052839414996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/3998731052839414996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/03/20-days.html' title='20 Days'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-6644565432588092831</id><published>2010-02-09T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T12:40:09.594-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Is the week over yet?</title><summary type='text'>Sad right? It's only Tuesday and I'm wanting the week over. Well I guess the logical thing to do is say why. I'm not totally sure...I'm just wiped out!Let's go back a couple weeks or so...Last Wednesday my supervisor took me aside and informed me I was finally being taken off the front desk. Yippee! My new position would continue to assist Accounts Payable and inherit Facilities management. So </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/6644565432588092831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/02/is-week-over-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6644565432588092831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6644565432588092831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/02/is-week-over-yet.html' title='Is the week over yet?'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-3495089340580137208</id><published>2010-01-28T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T16:08:36.904-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Legion'/><title type='text'>Legion and a little WTF??</title><summary type='text'>So, I went on a little movie date with my soon to be estranged husband a couple nights ago ( I know, I know, we are weird)...and we saw Legion.Eh.Wait! First a disclaimer: *I am not religious. I find religion to be contradictory, restrictive, hypocritical, and man made (hence making it pretty hypocritical since most religions seem to be "ruled" by some "laws" made by some higher power)HOWEVER, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/3495089340580137208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/01/legion-and-little-wtf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/3495089340580137208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/3495089340580137208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/01/legion-and-little-wtf.html' title='Legion and a little WTF??'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-3179396071993416960</id><published>2010-01-26T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T16:20:08.225-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='separation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>To Blog or Not to Blog</title><summary type='text'>Hi,It's me. I'm not dead. Sorry it's been so long...it's just that well, the world is so screwed up and depressing do you really want to read about my also screwed up and depressing life? Probably not. I have what, like 6 followers? (Not that you don't matter *waving* Hi! I love you!) Let's just say, for the last year or so, the only blogging I've done has been OLD SKOOL, in an actual journal...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/3179396071993416960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-blog-or-not-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/3179396071993416960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/3179396071993416960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-blog-or-not-to-blog.html' title='To Blog or Not to Blog'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-5022042091173027703</id><published>2009-10-12T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T16:38:23.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30'/><title type='text'>30</title><summary type='text'>I've been planning on doing a blog about being thirty since well, I turned 30. I'm about to turn 31...yikes...so I guess I better share my thoughts, wisdom, etc soon.The only thing is, when I planned on writing this blog, I was in a much different place mentally than I am today. This year has probably been one of the most eye opening of my life, to put it gently. I thought I was just going to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/5022042091173027703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/10/30.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5022042091173027703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5022042091173027703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/10/30.html' title='30'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-4467173215716166644</id><published>2009-08-06T16:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T17:06:04.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super quick book and movie review</title><summary type='text'>I know, I know! I'm so lame right now...life is just kinda jacked up and I feel like all I do is talk about it so I've had very little desire to blog about it.Let's see...a little normalcy has returned so I did finish a book and squeeze a movie in this past week.The book is really old. I recently finished Firestarter by Stephen King.Review: Good to great classic King. Read it, you'll like it. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/4467173215716166644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/08/super-quick-book-and-movie-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4467173215716166644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4467173215716166644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/08/super-quick-book-and-movie-review.html' title='Super quick book and movie review'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-4018759962087378107</id><published>2009-07-21T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T10:13:23.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can We Go Back?</title><summary type='text'>I know it's been a long time...my life is well, kind of a mess. Rather than give personal details I'm just going to post the lyrics to "Can We Go Back" from Kelly Clarkson's latest album All I Ever Wanted. I think you are all smart enough to draw your own conclusions. It's almost scary how perfectly this describes what I'm dealing with....Can We Go BackYou're complicating thingsI need some room </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/4018759962087378107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/07/can-we-go-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4018759962087378107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4018759962087378107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/07/can-we-go-back.html' title='Can We Go Back?'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-3651714298200993277</id><published>2009-06-11T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:47:09.646-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dean Koontz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Taking'/><title type='text'>Book Review: The Taking by Dean Koontz</title><summary type='text'>Published 2004, approx 410 pgs, paperbackJust the other day, a coworker comes up to me and goes, "How many books have you read since you started working here?" I answered, "A lot." Honestly, I don't know, but it is quite a few. I'm a receptionist, I'm responsible for guarding the front door (anyone who knows me realizes how comical this is if anyone really dangerous came in) so my days have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/3651714298200993277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/06/book-review-taking-by-dean-koontz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/3651714298200993277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/3651714298200993277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/06/book-review-taking-by-dean-koontz.html' title='Book Review: The Taking by Dean Koontz'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-4665633453024630725</id><published>2009-06-05T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:11:33.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joey mcintyre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nkotb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='florida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letsgetthis.org'/><title type='text'>When two loves combine</title><summary type='text'>Books and Joe Mac. Joe Mac and Books. HEAVEN.Joey started the Let's Get This Foundation and his first "step" as he calls it, is a book drive. Joey needs new books for kids between 0-5 years old. If you donate $10 (buys 5 books) you get a free download of his new song.  Anyway, my brain is still mush from Florida so just go here, www.letsgetthis.org for all the details.Me and my NKOTB friends in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/4665633453024630725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-two-loves-combine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4665633453024630725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4665633453024630725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-two-loves-combine.html' title='When two loves combine'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/Simko_ERunI/AAAAAAAAACU/_l2JJf8j6ls/s72-c/OGGs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-6079876309440122104</id><published>2009-05-21T10:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:04:53.253-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>Kris Wins and Adam doesn't have to record No Boundaries!</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so I kinda wanted Adam to win and I am a little bummed but...he doesn't have to sing that horrible song ever again.Overall, I thought the finale was great.Highlights: BEP, David Cook (what a tear jerker), Allison w/Cyndi Lauper (who is like, 55 or something and looked great, wow!), Kara vs. Bikini girl (Kara gave her a proper beat down both vocally and visually), Kris and Keith Urban (double </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/6079876309440122104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/05/kris-wins-and-adam-doesnt-have-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6079876309440122104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6079876309440122104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/05/kris-wins-and-adam-doesnt-have-to.html' title='Kris Wins and Adam doesn&apos;t have to record No Boundaries!'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-2146150920068327660</id><published>2009-05-20T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T14:31:18.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>American Idol Finals-Adam v. Kris</title><summary type='text'>Well, this is the first time I like each of the final two enough that I'd buy both their albums. As usual the final showdown was kind of a letdown. I mean, by this time, everyone pretty much has their favorite and the contestants have had their best performances. This is just a formality really. Adam and Kris both had to sing 3 songs; their favorite from the season, a song picked by Nygel Lythgoe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/2146150920068327660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/05/american-idol-finals-adam-v-kris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/2146150920068327660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/2146150920068327660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/05/american-idol-finals-adam-v-kris.html' title='American Idol Finals-Adam v. Kris'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-1218893437278411454</id><published>2009-05-15T10:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T11:04:40.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nkotb'/><title type='text'>No Service Part 2</title><summary type='text'>Life is funny...life can suck and it can also be amazing. Notice, I'm not using CAPS?  It's because I'm not totally devastated and angry anymore...well, I'm a little bummed I'm not trapped on a cruise ship with NKOTB this weekend but I digress.Let me tell you a story:Last May 16th I fell in love with my favorite boy band all over again. Then they did a show in San Jose and I really thought that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/1218893437278411454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-service-part-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/1218893437278411454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/1218893437278411454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-service-part-2.html' title='No Service Part 2'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-8732572837662461682</id><published>2009-05-13T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:05:52.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>American Idol Finals-Final 3</title><summary type='text'>This will be my first ever "Drunk Idol Review". Hehe. Hubby actually decided he wanted to go to Chili's and have margaritas on a Tuesday night (his weekend, not mine). Ok then! I was nice and tipsy by the time I hit play on the Tivo...Danny was up first and he sang some song by some artist I'd never heard of.  It fit his voice...but I noticed he licks his lips a lot and it was grossing me out. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/8732572837662461682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/05/american-idol-finals-final-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/8732572837662461682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/8732572837662461682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/05/american-idol-finals-final-3.html' title='American Idol Finals-Final 3'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-673246807513748054</id><published>2009-05-12T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T10:00:46.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Service</title><summary type='text'>Warning: I need to rant again...I need to throw a little tantrum. Sorry, it's been a rough few days...NKOTB CANCELLED MY FLORIDA CONCERTS! I don't blame them for stuff they can't control but still...IT'S JUST HITTING ME THAT I'M STRETCHED SO THIN I WON'T BE SEEING THE FULL SERVICE TOUR AT ALL! (barring some miracle)NO MEET AND GREET, NO FLIRTING WITH JOEY MAC (assuming I'd been able to) NO SEEING</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/673246807513748054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-service.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/673246807513748054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/673246807513748054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-service.html' title='No Service'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-4645844591543834974</id><published>2009-05-11T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T13:38:27.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B*** S***</title><summary type='text'>I HATE it. I know hate is a strong word but it's the only one that fits. I mean really...come on, I'm NOT an idiot, but people try damn hard to make me feel that way.Most of this is going to be just vague generalizations because I do have to protect my livelihood as much as I'd love to rant openly about exactly what is driving me nuts.Look, times are tough. EVERYONE knows that. Why hide it? Why </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/4645844591543834974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/05/b-s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4645844591543834974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4645844591543834974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/05/b-s.html' title='B*** S***'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-3659469873931503682</id><published>2009-05-08T16:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:21:50.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nkotb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new kids on the block'/><title type='text'>NKOTB on Today Show</title><summary type='text'>A full year after their first televised appearance, they are still going strong (to the chagrin of husbands and boyfriends everywhere) and better than ever.Thanks to my friend Katie for the two soundcheck vids.Now I just have to get my butt home so I can see it on TV! I'll try not to scare Tully with my squealing (yes, I'm still squealing a year later).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/3659469873931503682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/05/nkotb-on-today-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/3659469873931503682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/3659469873931503682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/05/nkotb-on-today-show.html' title='NKOTB on Today Show'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-1050683982179859775</id><published>2009-05-06T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T11:36:04.520-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>American Idol Final Four-RAWK!</title><summary type='text'>I'm going to do things a little different this week...no organized recap of each performance. I'm feeling lazy. I'm tired. I've had a horrid cough all week...hopefully my abs have gotten a good workout.    I am really happy Idol finally did a Rock week. The last few seasons it's been pretty apparent that "rock" performers can hold their own and it's about time they get to show what they can do.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/1050683982179859775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/05/american-idol-final-four-rawk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/1050683982179859775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/1050683982179859775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/05/american-idol-final-four-rawk.html' title='American Idol Final Four-RAWK!'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-5804668949757929788</id><published>2009-04-29T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:32:58.515-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamie foxx'/><title type='text'>American Idol Finals-Rat Pack Week</title><summary type='text'>Simon was saying the opposite of everything I expected this week...and how cool would it have been (for ME) if Joey Mac could have mentored....but Jamie Foxx was frickin' awesome anyway.Kris singing, "The Way You Look Tonight"- as soon as he started I felt a spontaneous EEK! rise from my gut. I had to stifle it, of course, because my significant other was iTouching right next to me. I love this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/5804668949757929788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/american-idol-finals-rat-pack-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5804668949757929788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5804668949757929788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/american-idol-finals-rat-pack-week.html' title='American Idol Finals-Rat Pack Week'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-4015520535675274470</id><published>2009-04-23T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:42:48.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever...?</title><summary type='text'>Ever had a moment where you suddenly feel like a stranger in your own life? I just did. Not really sure if it's going to change anything but still...odd feeling.Sorry, I know that is a little deep for a Thursday afternoon but I guess you can't always control these things...like PMS.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/4015520535675274470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-you-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4015520535675274470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4015520535675274470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-you-ever.html' title='Have you ever...?'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-8704059597366073663</id><published>2009-04-22T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:48:08.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>American Idol Finals-Disco Week</title><summary type='text'>Top 7 take two:Well, it finally happened. Every year my husband says "I'm not watching anymore." when his favorite gets voted off. This year he really meant it. Alexis was his favorite so it's been 4 weeks now since he's even cared about the show (minus a couple Adam Lambert performances). With that, plus the fact that my house was 85 degrees inside, we weren't really in the mood to watch TV. We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/8704059597366073663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/american-idol-finals-disco-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/8704059597366073663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/8704059597366073663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/american-idol-finals-disco-week.html' title='American Idol Finals-Disco Week'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-5969372728915372923</id><published>2009-04-20T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T13:44:38.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joey mcintyre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nkotb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='britney spears'/><title type='text'>Sometimes a title isn't necessary...</title><summary type='text'>...when someone puts their heart into something like this;"Final" Lyrics (between me and Katie and a 100 or so listens of two different YouTube's)Friday afternoon in Boston town andStill know my way around andTrying to find a rehearsal spot forthe reunion of New Kids on the BlockGonna rip it like we used to doGood to be back too with the crewDon't know how it's gonna be butLast time we made </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/5969372728915372923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/sometimes-title-isnt-necessary.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5969372728915372923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5969372728915372923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/sometimes-title-isnt-necessary.html' title='Sometimes a title isn&apos;t necessary...'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-3282253585978049152</id><published>2009-04-15T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T12:02:12.920-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>American Idol Finals, Week Whatever- Movie Music</title><summary type='text'>I learned in Speech 1A in college that you never start anything with an apology. This isn't college however, this is real life, so I'm starting with an apology. This won't be my best review because this week has been tough personally and it was hard for me to care A LOT about Idol.  Anyway, here it goes:Allison singing "I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing"- yikes...David Cook did this really well last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/3282253585978049152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/american-idol-finals-week-whatever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/3282253585978049152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/3282253585978049152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/american-idol-finals-week-whatever.html' title='American Idol Finals, Week Whatever- Movie Music'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-1474367809668393530</id><published>2009-04-13T08:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T09:20:21.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Somethin'-Britney comes to Sacramento (oh, oops! San Jose)</title><summary type='text'>i see you looking at me like i`m some kinda of freak get up outta your seat why don`t you do somethin`?The lyrics to Britney's "Do Somethin'" were strangley ironic by the time she got to them Sunday night. By this point most of the audience was sitting  and there wasn't much reason for us to get back out of our seats.I was soooo excited for this girls night with my mom and sister. Our theme song </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/1474367809668393530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-somethin-britney-comes-to-sacramento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/1474367809668393530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/1474367809668393530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-somethin-britney-comes-to-sacramento.html' title='Do Somethin&apos;-Britney comes to Sacramento (oh, oops! San Jose)'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-8991253055240877750</id><published>2009-04-08T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T14:44:21.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not 20 years in the making...</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so something pretty major happened today...something I never thought I'd do....something that I've been planning since October when I met a bunch of really awesome women online. Yeah, me...I made friends online. I will never tease anyone for doing that. Most people say, "20 years in the making" but if I said it, it would be a lie. ( I have a feeling a lot of people out there do exaggerate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/8991253055240877750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-20-years-in-making.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/8991253055240877750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/8991253055240877750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-20-years-in-making.html' title='Not 20 years in the making...'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i700.photobucket.com/albums/ww5/skittles1212/Joey%20Mcintyre/th_New20Kids20on20the20Block-SDW-00013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-1813065973334914781</id><published>2009-04-08T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:02:24.660-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>American Idol Finals-Songs from the Year they were Born</title><summary type='text'>Talk about a disappointing week for me. I knew most of the songs would be from the 80's. I love 80's music...love it. Once again this group managed to pick mostly lame songs or perform them karaoke style. It was odd.I am glad the judges didn't do that walk out intro. Seriously, it's not about them and that just seemed indulgent (can I just say I'm sick of hearing that word? It's like, Simon's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/1813065973334914781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/american-idol-finals-songs-from-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/1813065973334914781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/1813065973334914781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/american-idol-finals-songs-from-year.html' title='American Idol Finals-Songs from the Year they were Born'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-1623061502299463903</id><published>2009-04-02T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:24:28.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>Megan, "bird girl", Joy</title><summary type='text'>You know, it's weird how you can go from thinking someone is quirky and cute to just annoying and rude.That is my "relationship" with Megan Joy from American Idol. She was eliminated yesterday and I am totally ok with it.What bothered me the most is she was so disrespectful. She was making weird faces the whole show and then she caw'd and "flew" over the elimination stool. Later she told Simon </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/1623061502299463903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/megan-bird-girl-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/1623061502299463903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/1623061502299463903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/megan-bird-girl-joy.html' title='Megan, &quot;bird girl&quot;, Joy'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-7253344517897851125</id><published>2009-04-01T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T10:25:21.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>American Idol Finals Week 4- Top Downloads</title><summary type='text'>I'm probably not the only person that was surprised by all the old songs the contestants sang last night. It was kind of a let down. I thought I was going to hear the idols' take on stuff we are downloading right now, that's playing on the radio now. Oh well. Next time I hope Ryan clarifies what download chart "Play that Funky Music" is doing well on. Let's get to my review, shall we?1. Anoop, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/7253344517897851125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/american-idol-finals-week-4-top.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/7253344517897851125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/7253344517897851125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/04/american-idol-finals-week-4-top.html' title='American Idol Finals Week 4- Top Downloads'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-5291943446401803639</id><published>2009-03-27T13:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:00:44.029-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lady gaga'/><title type='text'>Just Dance....gonna be ok</title><summary type='text'>Gasp! Two blogs in two days!This will be short though...People can say what they want about pop music...that it has no soul, that it's manufactured, that it has a short shelf life but I have to disagree. Pop has given me more joy in my life than any classical piece (though there are a few that have a special place in my heart) has ever done.Anyway, in the words of the great Gaga (that's Lady Gaga</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/5291943446401803639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-dancegonna-be-ok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5291943446401803639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5291943446401803639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-dancegonna-be-ok.html' title='Just Dance....gonna be ok'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-7740532073457975754</id><published>2009-03-26T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T14:05:08.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>American Idol Finals Week 3-Motown</title><summary type='text'>What a relief! Soooo much better than country week and also it is soooo obvious who the weakest performers are.Before I get into my recap/review though, a little about what is going on with me. Not much! Pretty boring stuff. I've just been working, chatting, Twittering, working out, and gardening. Hubby and I have some sprouts peeking through the soil...it will be interesting to see if we can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/7740532073457975754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/03/american-idol-finals-week-3-motown.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/7740532073457975754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/7740532073457975754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/03/american-idol-finals-week-3-motown.html' title='American Idol Finals Week 3-Motown'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-4630775129469068451</id><published>2009-03-18T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:19:33.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>American Idol Finals Week 2-Grand Ole Opry</title><summary type='text'>Due to wasting 3 hours of my evening watching the movie I reviewed  in my previous post I can't do a play by play of American Idol this week...hubby and I power Tivo'd through 2 hours in 40 minutes.1. I always DREAD country music week. Not only am I NOT a big fan of country...for whatever reason, its almost impossible for the idols to make country music interesting.2. Kris Allen did great.3. Adam</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/4630775129469068451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/03/american-idol-finals-week-2-grand-ole.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4630775129469068451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4630775129469068451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/03/american-idol-finals-week-2-grand-ole.html' title='American Idol Finals Week 2-Grand Ole Opry'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-6538201386739235241</id><published>2009-03-18T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T10:08:55.039-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the watchmen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Movie Review: The Watchmen</title><summary type='text'>When you've been with your husband for 10 years and he texts you and asks you on a date, you say "YES!". The date went fine, the movie however, was not. Hubby did not pick the movie, I sort of did and we agreed on it so the only people we can blame for wasting three hours (yeah, it's 3 hours...I had no idea) is ourselves.We decided on the "superhero movie" because, well, you can't really go wrong</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/6538201386739235241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/03/movie-review-watchmen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6538201386739235241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6538201386739235241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/03/movie-review-watchmen.html' title='Movie Review: The Watchmen'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-4982725909539035252</id><published>2009-03-11T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:03:35.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>American Idol Finals Week 1-Michael Jackson</title><summary type='text'>Around 6pm I started getting tweets from my east coast friends saying things like "my ears are bleeding" "that person should never sing again" and "I'm remembering how talented MJ really is/was"...so needless to say, I was not very excited about what I was going to witness when I finally got to see the episode.Last night was the first of 10? weeks of the American Idol finals and the theme was the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/4982725909539035252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/03/american-idol-finals-week-1-michael.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4982725909539035252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4982725909539035252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/03/american-idol-finals-week-1-michael.html' title='American Idol Finals Week 1-Michael Jackson'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-8375387194929670218</id><published>2009-02-26T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T16:42:58.578-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universal studios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disneyland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Disneyland and the 30 year old knee</title><summary type='text'>FYI-THIS IS GOING TO BE A LONG ONE.Hhahahaha, I can't even BELIEVE my body was an issue on a freaking theme park vacation. I work out 5 days a week! Come on now! More on that in a minute...Do you watch Biggest Loser? I do. Dude, what is up with the Blue Team? Are they missing a few IQ points? Your team loses a weigh in even though 4 of 5 members  did great, so you vote out your strongest man? You</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/8375387194929670218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/02/disneyland-and-30-year-old-knee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/8375387194929670218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/8375387194929670218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/02/disneyland-and-30-year-old-knee.html' title='Disneyland and the 30 year old knee'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/SacmqrINDcI/AAAAAAAAABQ/mySQfgAIPZo/s72-c/Mr.+Toad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-5886483085107077503</id><published>2009-02-16T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:56:51.756-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disneyland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>We're going to Disneyland!</title><summary type='text'>Yes, that's right...after 10 years, Joe and I are finally going to the happiest place on earth together. Funny, someone I follow on Twitter is there today and they keep twittering about how packed it is and how unhappy she is. Surprising for February. It must be because today is a holiday. Hopefully everyone will be gone the rest of the week, lol.So, I'll fill you in next week. I'm sure I'll have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/5886483085107077503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/02/were-going-to-disneyland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5886483085107077503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5886483085107077503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/02/were-going-to-disneyland.html' title='We&apos;re going to Disneyland!'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-6853906810331258728</id><published>2009-02-12T14:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:16:51.347-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nadya suleman'/><title type='text'>View at your own risk</title><summary type='text'>Pic of Nadia Suleman (aka Octomom according to the WWW) 8 days before the birth.http://www.tmz.com/2009/02/12/octomom-it-was-a-very-goodyear/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/6853906810331258728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/02/view-at-your-own-risk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6853906810331258728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6853906810331258728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/02/view-at-your-own-risk.html' title='View at your own risk'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-4138024728669044122</id><published>2009-02-12T09:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T09:52:49.719-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tatiana del toro'/><title type='text'>What?</title><summary type='text'>Crazy Tatiana made it? Oh please America, continue with your intelligent voting streak and get this chick off American Idol before I lose my sanity. Her laugh alone...She was the only one I REALLY didn't want on the show. Fine she can sing...but last night she was hysterical before she even found out her fate...and her siren call mesmerized Paula into giving her a ring.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/4138024728669044122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/02/what.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4138024728669044122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4138024728669044122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/02/what.html' title='What?'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-9011629822562481791</id><published>2009-02-08T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:04:44.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>51st Annual Grammy's Play by Play</title><summary type='text'>So, hubby is off on a tow and won't be home until it's tomorrow so why not share my thoughts as I kill time watching the Grammy's?Here we go. Ok, U2 is on. They are playing their new song about boots. Can't understand a word Bono is saying...must be why they have the lyrics on the screen behind him. Is he lip syncing? There is so much echo on the Grammy's compared to other award shows. Ooooh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/9011629822562481791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/02/51st-annual-grammys-play-by-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/9011629822562481791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/9011629822562481791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/02/51st-annual-grammys-play-by-play.html' title='51st Annual Grammy&apos;s Play by Play'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-6318272534796957385</id><published>2009-02-06T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:46:36.249-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nadya suleman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='octuplets'/><title type='text'>Thank goodness</title><summary type='text'>From the Associated PressCalifornia Medical Board probes octuplet birth2 hours agoLOS ANGELES (AP) — The Medical Board of California is investigating whether there were any violations by a fertility doctor who helped a woman become pregnant with the octuplets born last month.Board spokeswoman Candis Cohen says the board will determine whether there was a violation of medical standards. The board </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/6318272534796957385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/02/thank-goodness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6318272534796957385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6318272534796957385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/02/thank-goodness.html' title='Thank goodness'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-6164348012245651022</id><published>2009-02-03T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:32:04.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breeder</title><summary type='text'>1. Woman miraculously gives birth to 8 babies.2. The babies are doing well! Yay!3. Woman and her family wish to remain anonymous.4. Doctors will not answer any questions about the conception. Natural or not?5. We find out woman lives with her mother in a modest single family home WITH HER SIX OTHER KIDS!6. We find out she IS A SINGLE PARENT, NAMED "SUCH AND SUCH" THAT DIDN'T WANT WASTE THE </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/6164348012245651022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/02/breeder.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6164348012245651022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6164348012245651022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/02/breeder.html' title='Breeder'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-5744259024421513983</id><published>2009-01-31T20:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T21:08:32.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Observations</title><summary type='text'>Life is funny. Sometimes days go by and I can't think of anything to talk about and then there are days like today. In a three hour errand trip, I noticed some interesting things. 1.I was in line at Long's after picking up a few things, proudly unfolding my Chicobag and scanning the magazines when behind me I hear a dad say to his child "Who's that?" I realize he's pointing to a picture of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/5744259024421513983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/01/observations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5744259024421513983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/5744259024421513983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/01/observations.html' title='Observations'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-2995066773570742098</id><published>2009-01-30T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T09:53:50.081-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disneyland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anxiety'/><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><summary type='text'>It's been a quiet week. My brain has been really consumed with getting ready for my yearly review. My FIRST review. I've been really paranoid. I know why I've been paranoid; influence from another persons experience, the economy, and my own standards.  I'm not going to give details on who the other person is. Let's just say they were really worried about their job for a long time last year and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/2995066773570742098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/01/thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/2995066773570742098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/2995066773570742098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/01/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-1753524760633826222</id><published>2009-01-26T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:33:12.585-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nkotb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barack obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuel efficiency'/><title type='text'>Finally!</title><summary type='text'>Finally! I don't feel like I'm living in the Twilight Zone. Some of the decisions and statement the Bush Administration made, made me want to pull my hair out. How anybody with a brain could deny global warming has just boggled my mind...but we are talking about politicians.Out with the old, in with the new. President Obama (yay!) is getting stuff done! Check out his latest announcement. He's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/1753524760633826222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/1753524760633826222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/1753524760633826222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-6072834026785146282</id><published>2009-01-20T13:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:49:18.612-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barack obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kelly clarkson'/><title type='text'>A Great Day</title><summary type='text'>1. Bush's Last Day. I've been counting down for two years.2. Obama's First Day.I have never considered myself very patriotic. I have always been proud to be an American but I always had this lingering sense that I didn't quite buy into a lot of what we are told about our country and what it represents. I have always been surrounded by all kinds of people growing up in the SF Bay Area so for me I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/6072834026785146282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6072834026785146282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/6072834026785146282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-day.html' title='A Great Day'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-2687207797010437720</id><published>2009-01-19T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T13:47:47.148-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joaquin phoenix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hudson river crash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandmas'/><title type='text'>New White Rapper, Miracles, and Everyday Life</title><summary type='text'>I literally just found this...I'm not going to bash on the guy because I think going out of your way to be mean to something is a waste of energy most of the time.  Just so you know, supposedly the bearded guy is Joaquin Pheonix and he's retiring from acting to rap.The Hudson River crash-Is it really a miracle? That's what I've been hearing it being called. I don't really think trained </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/2687207797010437720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-white-rapper-miracles-and-everyday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/2687207797010437720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/2687207797010437720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-white-rapper-miracles-and-everyday.html' title='New White Rapper, Miracles, and Everyday Life'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-4389802612569417723</id><published>2009-01-16T13:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T13:57:10.017-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nkotb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='circuit city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Muwahhahahaha!</title><summary type='text'>Hehe...hehe...NKOTB announced their Spring 2009 Tour Dates! LOL. Omg, you poor souls that go out of your way to hate them...you are going to be so drained by the end of summer you'll have to give in and accept they aren't going away.  Unfortunately for me, they aren't rockin' anywhere near the west coast in March so I'm crossing my fingers for April...or this summer. Yes, they have said many </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/4389802612569417723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/01/muwahhahahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4389802612569417723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/4389802612569417723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/01/muwahhahahaha.html' title='Muwahhahahaha!'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-803533287201698498</id><published>2009-01-15T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T15:50:48.258-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biggest loser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nkotb'/><title type='text'>Well, that figures</title><summary type='text'>I get all excited about writing this blog and then on day two, my mind shuts up. In a way, that's nice. There are only a couple things that have caught my attention in the last 24 hours so here it goes:1. Biggest Loser Season 7-I'm only halfway through the second episode. (I Tivo everything so you must forgive my delay when it comes to shows) Joelle. What is that chick's deal? Does she think </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/803533287201698498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-that-figures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/803533287201698498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/803533287201698498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-that-figures.html' title='Well, that figures'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253067157766394823.post-8446588071057239090</id><published>2009-01-14T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T14:50:45.428-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><title type='text'>Dreams</title><summary type='text'>Oh man. I'm so sorry. It's my first blog...and I'm reading over my description of why Brian Garbage and it totally sounds like I'm saying dreams are garbage. I don't think dreams are garbage at all. Dreams are great! Having dreams and goals is great...but I don't really know what mine are. No, I take that back. I do. I'm just not one of those people that latches on to things and believes in them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/feeds/8446588071057239090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/01/dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/8446588071057239090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1253067157766394823/posts/default/8446588071057239090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybraingarbage.blogspot.com/2009/01/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Myka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11630081026279408779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzp77C_-mYg/TMSwAMJY84I/AAAAAAAAAEs/907SuqN37Bo/S220/Erins+30th+Bday+015B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
