<?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-6368716</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:29:08.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brie's blog</title><subtitle type='html'>this blog is for public speaking. i'm really not good at this computer savy stuff so hopefully my blog doesn't suck.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108361049624331550</id><published>2004-05-03T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T11:59:06.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so maybe my last post should something profound but i think i would rather bitch. so i have tried so hard to get an internship for the summer.  now i started out looking for them on my own terms. because thats how i do everything.  and usually it works. but this didn't at all. i was really upset. well actually disillusioned.  i mean i know i'm only a sophomore and have had one job in my life and have no professional experience and don't have a very good resume but i really thought i would get some response. and not even a yes. i barely heard anything from the internships that i applied to, or i heard three days before the interview.  it was so upseting.  all i wanted to do was get a job and not have to work at the hell hole that they refer to as robinson township pool.  well i decided that i was not going to let this discourage me and i applied to about another thirty internships. and  i am really not exaggerating.  anyone i have actually gotten responces this time and i do have some interviews set up.  which is great but i can still only work part time becuase i need to get paid.  unfortunately mommy and daddy don't pay for everything for me.  unlike some of my friends with unlimited credit cards and clothes allowances.  yes i am bitter.  anyway that means i am still stuck at the pool. so i started searching for paid part-time internships and i was reallly excited about one.  the lady had emailed me a couple of times and sounded really interested. then i got an email informing me that the internship had been filled.  she said she was sorry that it had taken her a week and a half to respond to me and sorry that the position had to be filled before i could come home to interview.  this really makes me upset.  i really wanted this and would have made a special trip home to interview.  but i had no idea what was going on.   errrrrrrrrr. i am so annoyed.  anyway i guess that is really all.  and oh p.s. if your friends are having trouble finding summer jobs do not tell them how easy it was for you, or how you don't need to get paid, or how you can't pick between two, or your friend's boyfriend who is really dumb has a bunch of interviews.  this does not help. at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108361049624331550?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108361049624331550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108361049624331550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108361049624331550' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108360958525280681</id><published>2004-05-03T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T11:44:10.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey so i just noticed that the links in my final do not work.  i'm not sure why this is but i have decided to repost my links. i hope this helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://aml401.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_aml401_archive.html#108083274786774654"&gt; allison's final &lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.howtotutor.com/guffy.htm"&gt; mcguffey's reader &lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://scotttowler.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_scotttowler_archive.html#108276504239715385"&gt; scott's blog &lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.uky.edu/~drlane/capstone/persuasion/socjud.htm"&gt; social judgement theory &lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://rhetoric.byu.edu/"&gt; Silva Rhetoricae &lt;/A&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108360958525280681?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108360958525280681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108360958525280681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108360958525280681' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108344250478345174</id><published>2004-05-01T13:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T13:20:00.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Given your experiences this semester, what advice would you give to someone who wanted to produce a policy (deliberative) speech for presentation before a live audience? You may draw from Silva Rhetoricae, as well as from other sources on the web, and from class notes, but your answer should come mostly from your personal experience co-producing your group's speech this semester. Your post should include four links, including at least one to a classmate's answer to this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first piece of advice that I would give would be to develop an understanding of what a deliberative speech is.  It is helpful to understand that deliberative speeches have Greek origins and it is essential to know that they are intended for persuasion and are fundamentally a seduction.  &lt;br /&gt;	It is also helpful to understand the concepts of ethos, pathos, and logos.  These three concepts are tools for the speaker to reach his/her audience by constructing themselves through language.  For example, speeches can draw heavily from logos.  Logos means word or thought; it is often interpreted as claims with evidence or more logical arguments.  Speeches can also draw from pathos which is associated with emotional appeals made within the speech, and ethos, the character or qualities of a speaker.  &lt;br /&gt;It is important to understand these tools and use them to address the audience.  It is also important to have an understanding of to whom one is speaking.  This will determine which tools will be most important. For example, an appeals judge may rely on logos while an trial attorney may rely on pathos.&lt;br /&gt;The speaker must also have a concept of literary devices of rhetoric.  These devices can be found at &lt;A HREF=http://rhetoric.byu.edu/”&gt; Silva Rhetoricae &lt;/A&gt;.  This website provides hundreds of definitions of literary devices.  It is important to understand these definitions, but it is even more important to understand how they are used in the greater context of public speaking.  &lt;br /&gt;After, one has developed a greater understanding of what is expected of a deliberative speech, the next step is to decide upon a topic.  This can be a difficult task.  There are a wide array of possible topics, and a wide array of opinions with topics.  A very helpful tool to narrow a topic is &lt;A HREF=”http://www.uky.edu/~drlane/capstone/persuasion/socjud.htm”&gt; the social judgement theory &lt;/A&gt;.   The social judgement theory can be used to map out all positions on a topic, and decide what kind of arguments can be made.  It can help one find an anchor point, the main position of audience, and develop an argument that can be encompassed in the audience’s latitude of acceptance.  &lt;A HREF=” http://scotttowler.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_scotttowler_archive.html#108276504239715385”&gt; Scott &lt;/A&gt; makes a great point when he discusses the use of the social judgement theory, “This move was crucial, because it allowed us to see all viewpoints, both liberal and conservative, and anything that may have fallen somewhere in between”. &lt;br /&gt;The next step is to begin writing the speech.  It is important to keep in mind that the speech should include simple language.  The speech is meant to be spoken and should not be filled with complicated sentence structure.  This is not a term paper, and an audience will not respond well to a speech that sounds like one.  &lt;A HREF=”http://aml401.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_aml401_archive.html#108303049238988469&gt; Allison &lt;/A&gt; has some great comments on how the context of the speech should be tailored to the audience.&lt;br /&gt;	Writing a speech integrating all of these points is not easy to achieve.  It may take several drafts of a speech before it is ready to be spoken in front of an audience.  It is helpful to speak the speech out loud while it is being written.  For example, if said out loud, it might be clear that “I think this evidence shows the seriousness which dietary substances like ephedra need to be considered”, has too complicated a structure to be spoken effectively.&lt;br /&gt;	The next step is to prepare for delivery of the speech.  The best way to do this is to gain an understanding of the ways in which the voice can be used to make the speech more effective.  No matter how good the speech is, its message will be ineffective if it is not delivered properly.  &lt;A HREF="http://www.howtotutor.com/guffy.htm"&gt; McGuffey’s Reader &lt;/A&gt; is a great source to use to develop delivery techniques.&lt;br /&gt;	This information should provide a great start to the development of a deliberative speech.  In addition, remember to enunciate, and speak loud.  Also, is important to practice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108344250478345174?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108344250478345174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108344250478345174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108344250478345174' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108344239455981425</id><published>2004-05-01T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T13:17:34.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108344239455981425?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108344239455981425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108344239455981425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108344239455981425' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108337702158968467</id><published>2004-04-30T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T19:08:00.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay for all &lt;A HREF=http://kristinwilk.blogspot.com/2004_04_28_kristinwilk_archive.html#108316479972756675&gt; A's &lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108337702158968467?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108337702158968467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108337702158968467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108337702158968467' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108319439222177972</id><published>2004-04-28T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T16:24:08.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey &lt;A HREF="http://schmidn.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_schmidn_archive.html#108112598418651488"&gt; nate &lt;/A&gt;, if you ever want to talk about religion i am def the person to talk to.  now i actually know nothing about it being raised by a mother who takes her beliefs from star wars and a father who would rather not talk about that. but it has become an issue in my life.  my boyfriend and his family are really religious and we have had serious discussions about how such differing views will effect our relationship. that kind of stuff gets pretty intense. let me tell you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108319439222177972?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108319439222177972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108319439222177972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108319439222177972' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108316264278707602</id><published>2004-04-28T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T07:34:58.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so i have been quite remiss in my blogging. and i swear that everyday i intend to do it. really every single day. but with the whirlwind that seems to be my life right now i can barely remember anything let alone to blog. yesterday i even wrote it on my hand. yes, i have resorted to the actions of middle schoolers. and while it did remind me my computer was being soooooooooooooooooooooo incredibily slow i could not even  manage to wait the ten minutes that it took to even locate the blogger main page.  but i must admit something as much as i am not interested in computers or the web i actually kinda missed reading everyone's blog while i was on blogging vacation. that must say something good about this class. u have begun to convert a non-blog-believer. and i thought i would never change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108316264278707602?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108316264278707602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108316264278707602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108316264278707602' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108252082369725251</id><published>2004-04-20T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T21:17:49.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>like &lt;A HREF="http://eddiemoney.blogspot.com/"&gt; ethan &lt;/A&gt; noted last week blogging is falling by the wayside. i know i should be blogging more but i just have so much to do that i can't seem to remember. sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108252082369725251?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108252082369725251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108252082369725251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108252082369725251' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108206453416899815</id><published>2004-04-15T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T14:32:52.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt; (how &lt;A HREF="http://eddiemoney.blogspot.com/"&gt; drunk &lt;/A&gt; were u when u wrote this, ethan?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108206453416899815?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108206453416899815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108206453416899815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108206453416899815' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108152392056147615</id><published>2004-04-09T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T08:22:30.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just wanted to say way to go to &lt;A HREF="http://delawhere.blogspot.com/"&gt; ivan &lt;/A&gt; your blog totally rocks. it is refreshing to read your blog about actual topics of consequence while the rest of us stew over the oc and the housing lottery. so congrats you have actually transcended all the denison bullshit and are concerned about reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108152392056147615?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108152392056147615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108152392056147615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108152392056147615' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108142976224917053</id><published>2004-04-08T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T06:13:10.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sorry to hear about &lt;A HREF="http://aml401.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_aml401_archive.html#108083274786774654"&gt; allison's fight &lt;/A&gt; with her roommate. that really sucks. it is so hard especially now when everything is stressfully buliding up to the end of the semester to have one more thing to deal with.  it is so hard to have a roommate no matter what. me and my roommate always joke that we live in a box and we are really not kidding. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108142976224917053?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108142976224917053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108142976224917053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108142976224917053' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108135876606588865</id><published>2004-04-07T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T10:29:52.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>deep &lt;A HREF="http://schmidn.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_schmidn_archive.html#108112598418651488"&gt; Nate &lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108135876606588865?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108135876606588865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108135876606588865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108135876606588865' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108129155706029670</id><published>2004-04-06T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T15:49:42.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i &lt;A HREF="http://aml401.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_aml401_archive.html#108117614598634351"&gt; agree &lt;/A&gt; the housing lottery totally blows. it is sick what one stupid thing can do to people. i mean crying, fighting, broken friendships. is it all worth it and what does it show about us? but i always love when people get bad pick and get daddy to donate some money to denison and suddenly they get to live where they want. thanks for teaching us about the real world denison.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108129155706029670?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108129155706029670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108129155706029670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108129155706029670' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108091668943891023</id><published>2004-04-02T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T06:41:49.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i agree, &lt;A HREF="http://mattcammarata.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_mattcammarata_archive.html#108078634732717773"&gt; matt &lt;/A&gt; that scheduling can be so hard sometimes. it is really frustrating to have to fix ur schedule like ten times even before you turn it in. i was also wondering what everyone was doing this summer. i really want an internship or something but my search has been really frustrating. and i really, really, really don't want to go home and be a lifeguard for the 5th year in a row. does anyone share my frustration? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108091668943891023?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108091668943891023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108091668943891023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108091668943891023' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108074415874394041</id><published>2004-03-31T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T06:46:15.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>with all this talk about the &lt;A HREF="http://sleazyfosheezy.blogspot.com/"&gt; oc &lt;/A&gt; i have to ask. doesn't anyone else think the girl who plays marissa is disgustingly skinny?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108074415874394041?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108074415874394041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108074415874394041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108074415874394041' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108070531287495558</id><published>2004-03-30T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T19:58:48.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes when i'm ultra-stressed about my life at denison i need some reality checks. check out &lt;A HREF="http://mattyp.blogspot.com/"&gt; matt's blog &lt;/A&gt; for a story that is def. a reality check.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108070531287495558?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108070531287495558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108070531287495558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108070531287495558' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108059991373080227</id><published>2004-03-29T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T14:42:08.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so thanks to scott this is all gettin sexual. but in regards to guys pushing girls heads down while they are giving head.  &lt;A HREF="http://binger05.blogspot.com/"&gt; for example &lt;/A&gt; i think that is so disgusting and disrespectful. no one has ever done that to me and if they did i would be thoroughly pissed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108059991373080227?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108059991373080227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108059991373080227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108059991373080227' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108031766909961422</id><published>2004-03-26T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T08:17:59.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was just reading &lt;A HREF="http://www.maybach23.blogspot.com/"&gt; fatima's blog &lt;/A&gt; and was reminded how much i am so not looking forward to the housing lottery. she is right it really is hell. and people really do cry and scream and bitch and moan. oh this is gonna suck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108031766909961422?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108031766909961422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108031766909961422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108031766909961422' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108031525887724578</id><published>2004-03-26T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T07:40:11.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so my group, &lt;A HREF="http://rkyleblogger.blogspot.com/"&gt; kyle &lt;/A&gt; being one of the members. totally ditched me in class today thanks a lot guys. i have so much to do this weekend. i have a track meet on saturday. it is the first one of the outdoor season. and i am so excited. and that is sarcasm. and i have to be at the house allllllllllllllllll day on sunday for initiation. so much for a fun weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108031525887724578?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108031525887724578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108031525887724578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108031525887724578' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108031524351591373</id><published>2004-03-26T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T07:37:33.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so its friday. my group, &lt;A HREF="http://rkyleblogger.blogspot.com/" kyle &lt;/A&gt;  being a member, totally ditched me in class today. thanks guys. anyway this weekend is pretty hectic. i have a track meet on saturday. and its the first outdoor one. yay i am so excited. that was sarcasm. and sunday i have a funfilled day of pi phi initation. don't worry i only have to be at the house from like 10 to 6 and 8to 9. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108031524351591373?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108031524351591373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108031524351591373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108031524351591373' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108024051417540691</id><published>2004-03-25T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T10:52:02.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so everyone's blogs are full of spring break stories. &lt;A HREF="http://wolfswords.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_wolfswords_archive.html#108001433107860190"&gt; for example &lt;/A&gt;. so i decided that i should add mine to the mix. for spring break i went to switzerland with my mom. when she was in college she studied abroad in switzerland and we went to visit the family that she stayed with. it was really nice for my mom to see her abroad family again. it was really sad though too. it was obvious that even though she had only spent a year of her life with this family they had a significant impact on her. i really think that college is a time that a person's ever-evolving concept of who they are really gets fucked with. not just in a bad way though. i just think that more so than any other time of my life i am now molding my self image and making huge decisions about the kind of person i want to be. and when i was in switzerland i totally saw how my mom learned so much of her independence and confidence.  my mom kicks ass even though i want to kill her sometime. but she is awesome because she is a person with strong convictions and a strong sense of her self. and i can see how being with this family of really unique individuals shaped those aspects in her. but anyway back to why it was sad. it was really sad because my mom came to the realization that she will never see those people again. isn't that such a horrible thought? to know that it is very very unlikely that u will ever see a person again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108024051417540691?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108024051417540691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108024051417540691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108024051417540691' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108023622297215131</id><published>2004-03-25T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T09:40:31.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i started my bolg yesterday with oh lord and i hate to do that again but oh lord &lt;A HREF="http://scotttowler.blogspot.com"&gt;scott &lt;/A&gt; that is some story on your blog. i really don't know what to think. i mean what that girl did was pretty shitty but i'm not so sure about ur reaction. did that really happen just like that i am pretty shocked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108023622297215131?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108023622297215131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108023622297215131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108023622297215131' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-108014370669596788</id><published>2004-03-24T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T07:58:34.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh lord it has been a long time. unfortunately i took spring break to mean that i should stop doing my work the whole week before break too. so i really have to catch up. so i have a little advice for Gilbert regarding his neighbor. i think that if u really think u could have serious feelings for your neighbor you should persue this even though u are leaving in two months.  i'm sure it would be easier to just forget it because then it will be easy to leave and u will be less likely to get hurt. and who wants to put themselves in a position to be emotionally vulnerable. but although there might be some pain there in the future u might also have some amazing experiences and i am willing to bet that it will be worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-108014370669596788?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108014370669596788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/108014370669596788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108014370669596788' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107905930641221856</id><published>2004-03-11T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T18:44:56.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Affirmatio-Americans are proving once again to be the hardest working people in the world. The American economy is growing stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affirmation-did not find an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aganactesis-The United States and our allies are determined: We refuse to live in the shadow of this ultimate danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casus pro casu- did not find an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catachresis- did not find an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catacosmesis-We've not come all this way -- through tragedy, and trial and war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ennoia- did not find an example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enthymeme-Americans are proving once again to be the hardest working people in the world. The American economy is growing stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enumeration-We're tracking al Qaeda around the world, and nearly two-thirds of their known leaders have now been captured or killed. Thousands of very skilled and determined military personnel are on the manhunt, going after the remaining killers who hide in cities and caves, and one by one, we will bring these terrorists to justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oeonismus-We can go forward with confidence and resolve, or we can turn back to the dangerous illusion that terrorists are not plotting and outlaw regimes are no threat to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ominatio-did not find an example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onedismus- did not find an example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subjectio- I know that some people question if America is really in a war at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schematismus- did not find an example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107905930641221856?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107905930641221856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107905930641221856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107905930641221856' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107871918129341224</id><published>2004-03-07T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T20:16:06.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i'm being a waste of space. i'm doing absolutely nothing and i have sooooooooooo much to do. but its ok. right? but anyway on this crappy day in ohio i happened to take a look on &lt;A HREF="http://rkyleblogger.blogspot.com"&gt;kyle's blog&lt;/A&gt;. and of course he has the most beautiful picture of the ocean. so you probably shouldn't look because i think it will just depress most of us. but hey, they don't get to see the joys of spring do they? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107871918129341224?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107871918129341224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107871918129341224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107871918129341224' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107869623564372421</id><published>2004-03-07T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T13:53:40.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i had a hectic week preparing for our conference track meet and i didn't really keep up with my blogging. so if i did blog on wednesday i would have written about the play. i went to see my friend maggie in the play on wed. and i must say that she is the cutest newsie ever. even if i thought she was suppossed to be a boy. but don't worry i got it all straightened out she was really just a tom boy.  but anyway i thought the play was really really good. and i am totally a sucker for musicals but i seriously thought that they all did an excellent job.  i think the best thing about the play was that it was so funny. i was seriously laughing out loud. so good job to &lt;A HREF="http://scotttowler.blogspot.com"&gt;scott&lt;/A&gt;!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107869623564372421?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107869623564372421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107869623564372421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107869623564372421' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107825309938509019</id><published>2004-03-02T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T10:47:56.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so sprin break is almost here. it is so soon. i can't believe it is already march. i am going to switzerland in like a week and a half. that is crazy. i have never been to europe so i'm really excited. anyway, check out &lt;A HREF="http://www.maybach23.blogspot.com"&gt;fatima's blog&lt;/A&gt; and help her out with some spring break suggestions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107825309938509019?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107825309938509019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107825309938509019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107825309938509019' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107815908370080212</id><published>2004-03-01T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T08:40:59.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't have to much to say today. so i'm gonna link to &lt;A HREF="http://scotttowler.blogspot.com"&gt;scott's blog&lt;/A&gt;. because he is in the play with my friend maggie. and it is running from tues. to sat. this week. so everyone go see scott!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107815908370080212?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107815908370080212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107815908370080212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107815908370080212' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107789473592739305</id><published>2004-02-27T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T07:15:07.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha. maybe u are right &lt;A HREF="http://scotttowler.blogspot.com"&gt;scott&lt;/A&gt; and u are not crushin on kristin but rather her blog. i think that is hilarious. maybe your slogan should be "i'm not a player, i just blog alot" and by the way it is so not fair to say that i am have a crush on gilbert that is soooooo not the same thing as saying u have a crush on kristen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107789473592739305?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107789473592739305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107789473592739305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107789473592739305' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107783581090062515</id><published>2004-02-26T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T14:53:01.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone has to go to &lt;A HREF="http://rkyleblogger.blogspot.com"&gt;kyle's blog&lt;/A&gt; and click on the Icy HOt Stuntaz link. it is so crazy. i really couldn't tell if the website was for real or not and i hope that those people were kiddin. but basically it is about these white kids and how they are "ghetto". the language is offensive. and i really don't know what i think of the site but it is def. interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107783581090062515?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107783581090062515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107783581090062515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107783581090062515' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107772600290249193</id><published>2004-02-25T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T08:22:52.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hear u &lt;A HREF="http://schmidn.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_schmidn_archive.html#107715866020833764"&gt;nate&lt;/A&gt; with the annoyance of prank calls. they can be a bit much sometimes. i don't usually condone them unless it is a necessary situation. but u said u like drunk dials and my roommate was definitely drunk. and u got to appreciate prank calls when the person is telling everyone they are mt. vesuvious (spell). because that is just ridiculous and hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107772600290249193?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107772600290249193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107772600290249193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107772600290249193' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107772556590618194</id><published>2004-02-25T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T08:15:35.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so today i would like to discuss how dumb i am. it is currently like the end of february and for almost two months i have been writing 2003 on all of my work. i really did know that it was 2004 but somehow i didn't realize my mistake. i am such an idiot. like i must really live in a warped world if i have no concept of the date. wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107772556590618194?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107772556590618194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107772556590618194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107772556590618194' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107764574827366419</id><published>2004-02-24T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T10:05:16.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so its tuesday and i am super tired. i stayed up late last night listening to my crazy roommate prank call people. she is such an idiot sometimes. but she totally cracks me up.  i'm feeling stressed today. i have a lot of work this week. and tons for the next three weeks. but then it is spring break which will probably be fun. but i will be on a trip with my mom and i might kill her. but i'm exaggerating i will be fine. &lt;br /&gt;i think &lt;A HREF="http://scotttowler.blogspot.com"&gt;scott&lt;/A&gt; has a pretty intense crush on kristen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107764574827366419?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107764574827366419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107764574827366419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107764574827366419' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107755033596587524</id><published>2004-02-23T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T07:35:02.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i was reading &lt;A HREF="http://rkyleblogger.blogspot.com"&gt;kyle's post&lt;/A&gt; about this whole colorado thing. and it was quite amusing. he started off by saying that this case was a part of a downward spiral that would hurt us all as americans then he goes on to say that if he was the coach he would have just lied. i think that is really funny. i'm glad that lying is not contributing to anything negative in america. just lie. then it will all work out. good work kyle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107755033596587524?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107755033596587524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107755033596587524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107755033596587524' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107730280693476153</id><published>2004-02-20T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T10:49:29.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so the scandal in colorado:&lt;br /&gt;-i could see how the president is pissed. in the middle of a scandal she does not want to deal with a coach shooting off his mouth. it's just more to deal with and more aggravation. but then again i'm not sure he did anything wrong. i mean it looks bad to criticize her but if she was a bad kicker then he has every right to say it. i think it is just a matter of timing and tact. it was not the time or the place to be calling her kicking awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-on another note &lt;A HREF="http://bennettstapleton.blogspot.com"&gt;ben&lt;/A&gt; is having a serenade tonight. which is cool and tons of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107730280693476153?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107730280693476153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107730280693476153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107730280693476153' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107723966103844678</id><published>2004-02-19T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T17:17:02.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://kaischwertner.blogspot.com"&gt;kai's&lt;/A&gt; comments on her hamster are stilll cracking me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107723966103844678?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107723966103844678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107723966103844678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107723966103844678' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107713598251091275</id><published>2004-02-18T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T12:29:02.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its wednesday. and i don't have that much work to do. which usually would not be a problem. but i have found that i spend so much time in the library that when i don't have to go there i don't know what to do with myself. i mean its not like i don't have anything to do but it is a really strange feeling to not feel like i have to go to the library. and when i don't have anything to do. i just sit around and think about stuff and sometimes that is not such a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;-anyway read about &lt;A HREF="http://kaischwertner.blogspot.com"&gt;kai's hamster&lt;/A&gt;. what she has to say is pretty funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107713598251091275?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107713598251091275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107713598251091275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107713598251091275' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107706996936989282</id><published>2004-02-17T18:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T18:09:04.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to stop eating all the chocolate i got for valentine's day. i mean when it starts to make ur stomach hurt i think it is damn near time to stop. anyway today i was thinking about what the hell i am going to do this summer. and i would really liketo kow what the hell i am going to do this summer. if anyone wants to find me a job that would be great because i am not doing so well on my own. and its weird because i am seriously considering not living at home which is strange. does this mean i am closer to becoming an adult. i don't think i can handle that.&lt;br /&gt;check out &lt;A HREF="http://siannykm.blogspot.com"&gt; sian's blog&lt;/A&gt;. i totally appreciate her sarcasm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107706996936989282?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107706996936989282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107706996936989282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107706996936989282' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107706975674850170</id><published>2004-02-17T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T18:05:15.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so its tuesday and my stomach hurts. i have been working on stuff to apply to internships this summer. and it kinda freaks me out. i can' t believe how fast this year has gone, and i say that alot but this time i am really freaking out. i can't believe that it is february and next year i will be a junior. i'm getting closer and closer to growing up and i really don't like it at all. i don' t think i can handle this.&lt;br /&gt;check out &lt;A HREF="http://siannykm.blogspot.com"&gt;sian's blog&lt;/A&gt;. i totally appreciate her cynical attitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107706975674850170?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107706975674850170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107706975674850170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107706975674850170' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107695713050775563</id><published>2004-02-16T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T10:48:07.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one thing i hate about denison is that they make the worst coffee ever. so i got new track spikes today which is exciting. and they are red so now my spikes match my uniform. which is important because i love to match. &lt;br /&gt;i like &lt;A HREF="http://www.jlp2004.blogspot.com"&gt;jordan's&lt;/A&gt; post about computer frustration. my computer often baffles my mind. for example why does it print five minutes after i press print? sometimes i enjoy not being technologically advanced.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107695713050775563?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107695713050775563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107695713050775563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107695713050775563' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107668722551512765</id><published>2004-02-13T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T07:49:50.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so its still friday and i have discovered why i missed my class this morning. its friday the 13th. duh. so of course this is not a legitimate reason for why i failed to use an alarm properly. and yes i realize the ease with which an alarm can be utilized but somehow i feel better about this morning by believing that friday the 13th is the cause. now i know that is a sad comment on my  life that i need to put the blame on other things but right now it is working so i think that i can stick with it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, liz i know how you feel with your little spiel about being so sick of denison and the immaturity of it. i'm a sophomore and i am still a full participant in denison's immaturity but what you had to say really struck a chord with me. that is exactly how i felt my senior year of high school. i felt like i was the only one who got it and everyone else needed to get a clue of the reality beyond montour high school. so if it makes u feel better u are not the only one to ever experience this. &lt;A HREF="http://lizfromli.blogspot.com"&gt;liz's blog&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107668722551512765?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107668722551512765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107668722551512765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107668722551512765' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107668014385317007</id><published>2004-02-13T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T05:51:36.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey well its 846 and i amwriting this because i missed my first class this morning. which really sucks. of course it is an attendence based class. and of course it was because my alarm didn't go off. which sounds so ridiculous but its really true. my alarm really didn't go off. this sucks. i am pissed. i like kai's posts about being delirious at 2am. &lt;A HREF="http://kaischwertner.blogspot.com"&gt;kai's blog&lt;/A&gt;. i've certainly been there and done that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107668014385317007?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107668014385317007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107668014385317007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107668014385317007' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107662688586777505</id><published>2004-02-12T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T15:04:14.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, so coming off of a chocolate high, well actually a chocolate stomach ache. i mean i love my mom and i appreciated her valentines day box but no one should give me a bag of candy . i have no willpower. i mean u would think that after my stomach hurt so bad i would stop eating. but no. at least i'm persistent?&lt;br /&gt;-as for scott's comment about denison being a bubble. i think he's probably right but so what. i love my bubble. and plan to keep reality at bay for as long as i can. &lt;A HREF="http://scotttowler.blogspot.com"&gt;scott's blog&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107662688586777505?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107662688586777505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107662688586777505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107662688586777505' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107654328637724797</id><published>2004-02-11T15:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T15:50:51.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kyle i read ur essay and it was really good. in fact everyone should read it. &lt;A HREF="http://rkyleblogger.blogspot.com"&gt;kyle's blog&lt;/A&gt;. i'm not gonna lie though i skipped ahead when u started talking about research. scince is so not my thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107654328637724797?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107654328637724797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107654328637724797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107654328637724797' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107654325751381830</id><published>2004-02-11T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T15:50:07.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kyle i read ur essay and it was really good. in fact everyone should read it. &lt;A HREF="http://rkyleblogger.blogspot.com"&gt; &lt;/A&gt;. i'm not gonna lie though i skipped ahead when u started talking about research. scince is so not my thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107654325751381830?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107654325751381830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107654325751381830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107654325751381830' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107646026401693184</id><published>2004-02-10T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T16:46:52.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love diet coke and i am so tired. read &lt;A HREF="http://scotttowler.blogspot.com"&gt;scott's blog&lt;/A&gt; today and i agree with him what the hell do u get people for valentines day. and p.s. scott i don't know you very well (ok at all) and i don't know this girl but there is a serious connection there. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107646026401693184?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107646026401693184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107646026401693184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107646026401693184' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107645547086883129</id><published>2004-02-10T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T15:26:59.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its tuesday. and today i decided to prove to myself that i was not addicted to caffeine. i have to drink coffee and i always drink lots of diet coke during the day. and i so know that that is not good for me but i just love it. anyway i really tried to convince myself that i didn't need it only to prove that i really do. oh well&lt;br /&gt;and i totally agree with &lt;A HREF="http://kristinwilk.blogspot.com"&gt; kristin &lt;/A&gt; we need some tunnels. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107645547086883129?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107645547086883129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107645547086883129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107645547086883129' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107637294657128288</id><published>2004-02-09T16:20:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T16:31:34.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey so its monday night and i am trying to squeeze in way too much homework in the next couple of hours. i have just been slacking so much lately and i feel like if i make myself work really hard now maybe i will feel better. tonight i took a look at ben's blog. it was interesting because i read his blog and feel like i know him but i could even point him out in class. i guess that is a little comment on the privacy that the internet allows one. &lt;A HREF = "http://www.bennettstapleton.blogspot.com"&gt;ben's blog&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107637294657128288?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107637294657128288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107637294657128288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107637294657128288' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107637291131974165</id><published>2004-02-09T16:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T16:30:58.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey so its monday night and i am trying to squeeze in way too much homework in the next couple of hours. i have just been slacking so much lately and i feel like if i make myself work really hard now maybe i will feel better. tonight i took a look at ben's blog. it was interesting because i read his blog and feel like i know him but i could even point him out in class. i guess that is a little comment on the privacy that the internet allows one. &lt; A HREF = "http://www.bennettstapleton.blogspot.com"&gt;ben's blog&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107637291131974165?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107637291131974165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107637291131974165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107637291131974165' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107637289495979559</id><published>2004-02-09T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T16:30:42.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey so its monday night and i am trying to squeeze in way too much homework in the next couple of hours. i have just been slacking so much lately and i feel like if i make myself work really hard now maybe i will feel better. tonight i took a look at ben's blog. it was interesting because i read his blog and feel like i know him but i could even point him out in class. i guess that is a little comment on the privacy that the internet allows one. &lt; A HREF = "http://www.bennettstapleton.blogspot.com"&gt;ben's blog &lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107637289495979559?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107637289495979559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107637289495979559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107637289495979559' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107634134916742803</id><published>2004-02-09T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T07:44:56.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so did u know that only 300 jewish people live in south dakota. isn't that crazy? so based on  our conversation in class today i looked up the definitation of slut. and it def. is only related to females. here it is: &lt;br /&gt;A woman considered sexually promiscuous. &lt;br /&gt;A woman prostitute. &lt;br /&gt;A slovenly woman; a slattern. &lt;br /&gt;it bothers me to think that as much as i consider myself a believer in rights for woman and the continuing need for the advancement of woman i use words like slut. so i think i'm going to make a conscious effort to use that word less.&lt;br /&gt;in checking out alex's website i noticed he had a link to the onion. which is a mock newspaper. and it is absolutely hilarious. everyone should def. read the onion. and also check out the picture of the car that alex has on his blog. i don't really like cars but that one looks pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF= "http.standingontheverge.blogspot.com"&gt;alex's blog&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107634134916742803?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107634134916742803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107634134916742803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107634134916742803' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107630369626077419</id><published>2004-02-08T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T21:17:22.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i didn't know how to post a link but i do now (hopefully). so i am going to publish two posts a day this week to make up for the week where i didn't know how to post. &lt;A HREF="http://rkyleblogger.blogspot.com"&gt;kyle's blog&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107630369626077419?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107630369626077419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107630369626077419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107630369626077419' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107601888936344697</id><published>2004-02-05T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T14:10:31.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey its thursday. not a very exciting day. it is sleeting which is disgusting. and i have a million things to do tonight which is usual. but anyway, not sure i now how to create a link so i'm trying again for kyle's. http://rkyleblogger.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107601888936344697?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107601888936344697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107601888936344697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107601888936344697' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107595414083949119</id><published>2004-02-04T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T20:11:21.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a little personal add analysis:&lt;br /&gt;WHY YOU SHOULD GET TO KNOW ME &lt;br /&gt;You won't be boring anymore. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE ABOUT WHAT I AM LOOKING FOR &lt;br /&gt;Artistic, musical, exotic, some darkness, and intelligence &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;so thats the personal add of Greek/American electronic. he claims to be half-greek and half-redneck which strikes me as kinda strange but at least interesting. i guess. anyway i choose this add because i thought it was very brief but also expressed a lot about the person who wrote it.  the statement about being boring strikes me as odd. first because that section is suppossed to be about him and he says nothing about himself. does this mean he is too insecure to reveal aspects of himself.  or is he too secure and doesn't think a woman needs to know anything about him except that he will improve her life.  i tend to believe the latter.  he strikes me as kinda cocky. he thinks that a woman will want to date him without knowing anything about him.  is he really trying to find the kind of woman who only wants to date a man because he will make her more exciting. &lt;br /&gt;as to what he is looking for: artistic and musical seem to make sense because he said that he was a dj. i don't know what he means by exotic except maybe he is looking for someone to compliment his greek/redneck nature. and it strikes me that intelligents is last.  as if that is the last thing he is looking for in a woman.  "some darkness" bothers me though. i don't understand what that means.  is he looking for someone with mental issues? i just don't know. or is he looking for someone with soem interests in s&amp;m i just don't really know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107595414083949119?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107595414083949119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107595414083949119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107595414083949119' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107587254084347572</id><published>2004-02-03T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T21:31:20.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, so i totally forgot about the post for yesterday. i've been very forgetfull lately.  i told my mom i would call her like a week ago and i keep forgetting. trust me she is none too happy about that. and also i forgot my best friends birthday. so i am on quite a roll. but i am blaming it all on the physically exhausting weekend i had. we jsut got our new pledges and they our the cutest things ever but the whole process was so draining. but anyway i am refering you to kyle's blog. he has a link to doctors without borders on it. i know that is something he is really into and i think it is really interesting so check it out. http://rkyleblogger.blogspot.com &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107587254084347572?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107587254084347572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107587254084347572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107587254084347572' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107516654725181021</id><published>2004-01-26T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T17:24:35.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so its monday. martin luther king day if you are denison. i love that people can just move national holidays.  now that is some awesome power.  i don't even get to pick what i eat for dinner and some people can move holidays.  its crazy. well any way i put mydenison as my link because that is where i spend most of my time on the internet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107516654725181021?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107516654725181021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107516654725181021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107516654725181021' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6368716.post-107479824647731393</id><published>2004-01-22T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T11:06:09.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. so here goes. i am a sophomore at denison, majoring in english. i run track, hurdles and pole-vault. and am a pi phi. (yay pi phi). anyway, i am from pittsburgh. i have a brother who is a senior at case. he is going to law school in the fall. which is so scary since that means i have to start thinking about what the hell i am going to do with the rest of my life. but anyway i think thats enough for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6368716-107479824647731393?l=briebrie625.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107479824647731393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6368716/posts/default/107479824647731393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://briebrie625.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107479824647731393' title=''/><author><name>Brie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09824264043969860888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
