<?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-2590182</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:04:24.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Milk Farm</title><subtitle type='html'>Ideas from the Milk Farm</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</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>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-115696661789637661</id><published>2006-08-30T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:54.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>super-hot</title><summary type='text'>Super-hot in the summertime before,like gamma-ray bursts of love &amp; war...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/115696661789637661/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=115696661789637661' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/115696661789637661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/115696661789637661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2006/08/super-hot.html' title='super-hot'/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-115636688897711403</id><published>2006-08-23T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:54.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fleeting</title><summary type='text'>I never went away. I just stopped.....stopped what? Thinking about these things.Some things to ponder, now:Baby monkeysMan contacts ex to tell her about the life he didn't save. (Her first thought when she reads the e-mail? You misspelled a word)Town, population two...The future: Teens have sex on street corners, nothing's shockingToday, I saw my future flash across the face of a Korean girl </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/115636688897711403/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=115636688897711403' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/115636688897711403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/115636688897711403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2006/08/fleeting.html' title='fleeting'/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-109942816652336080</id><published>2004-11-02T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:54.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonder When You'll Miss Me</title><summary type='text'>Amanda is alive again. Really really alive. But only for a little while. Natalie and I both know she's going to die on Saturday. In the plane crash.We can't tell her though. You're not supposed to fuck with fate, right?And so we wander around, tired and sad but happy to see her for just a little while.And we keep trying to think of new ways to say goodbye without making it seem like we're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/109942816652336080/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=109942816652336080' title='2 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/109942816652336080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/109942816652336080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2004/11/wonder-when-youll-miss-me.html' title='Wonder When You&apos;ll Miss Me'/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-109933911938391661</id><published>2004-11-01T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:54.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>new blog/Web site designclosets, cleandesk drawersphotos</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/109933911938391661/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=109933911938391661' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/109933911938391661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/109933911938391661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2004/11/new-blogweb-site-design-closets-clean.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-109597241630436123</id><published>2004-09-23T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:54.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boyfriend, born again...but what dies? Tender.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/109597241630436123/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=109597241630436123' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/109597241630436123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/109597241630436123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2004/09/boyfriend-born-again.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-109449575054258093</id><published>2004-09-06T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:54.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gone</title><summary type='text'>from CNNWICHITA, Kansas (AP) -- Two young girls left unattended in an idling car were killed when the vehicle slipped into gear and ran over them after they fell out, police said.A 4-year-old girl was struck Saturday as the vehicle -- which had been in the driveway of a house -- rolled into the street, said police Capt. Darrell Haynes.A second girl, age 2, was hit after the car bounced against</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/109449575054258093/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=109449575054258093' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/109449575054258093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/109449575054258093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2004/09/gone.html' title='gone'/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-109422887713015357</id><published>2004-09-03T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:54.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>leaving, i'm</title><summary type='text'>It's been so long since I'd been behind the wheel I had to resist the urge to yank it suddenly and crash into another car or squeal into a ditch.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/109422887713015357/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=109422887713015357' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/109422887713015357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/109422887713015357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2004/09/leaving-im.html' title='leaving, i&apos;m'/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-109276141519159976</id><published>2004-08-17T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:54.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch</title><summary type='text'>From CNNRock-throwing kids anger 120,000 beesLOS ANGELES, California (Reuters) -- Kids throwing rocks stirred up more trouble than they bargained for when they dislodged a swarm of bees from an enormous hive built in the wall of a Southern California apartment building, authorities said on Friday.An estimated 120,000 bees held residents of the apartment building and nearby homes hostage in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/109276141519159976/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=109276141519159976' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/109276141519159976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/109276141519159976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2004/08/ouch.html' title='Ouch'/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-109155515662978743</id><published>2004-08-03T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:54.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When it's time to go home there's no place to stay so I set up camp in a nice hotel and marvel at my luck. Maybe this time things will turn out nicely.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/109155515662978743/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=109155515662978743' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/109155515662978743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/109155515662978743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2004/08/when-its-time-to-go-home-theres-no.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-108785752934107435</id><published>2004-06-21T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:54.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>between the five and the six</title><summary type='text'>between the five and the six...subway, late wednesday night, muggy nyc evening, spotted you, we went straight, you went down...i was helpless</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/108785752934107435/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=108785752934107435' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/108785752934107435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/108785752934107435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2004/06/between-five-and-six.html' title='between the five and the six'/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-108440503169055531</id><published>2004-05-12T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:54.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Property of Me: woman/garden - boyfriend?feeling pregnant, swollen...and what?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/108440503169055531/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=108440503169055531' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/108440503169055531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/108440503169055531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2004/05/property-of-me-womangarden-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-107273580200077092</id><published>2003-12-29T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:54.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When 9 is 9.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/107273580200077092/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=107273580200077092' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/107273580200077092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/107273580200077092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2003/12/when-9-is-9.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-106823730579921865</id><published>2003-11-07T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:53.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>entire story in three sentence bits/diary style? (see allnite)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/106823730579921865/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=106823730579921865' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/106823730579921865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/106823730579921865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2003/11/entire-story-in-three-sentence.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-106547516618390856</id><published>2003-10-06T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:53.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From the Washington Post:&gt;&gt;Years later, I held my own wedding reception around this same pool. But my guests avoided the water, except for a local actress, Kerry Waters, who rolled into the pool fully clothed, and a few children who couldn't resist the cool water on that warm sunny day. Perhaps the presence of children motivated the adults to better behavior, sticking to dry land and keeping </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/106547516618390856/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=106547516618390856' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/106547516618390856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/106547516618390856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2003/10/from-washington-post-years-later-i.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-106547509304187822</id><published>2003-10-06T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:53.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>from the Washington Post:...that one person who made us uncomfortable, stripping to a bikini and flaunting her wet, bare-skinned  confidence.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/106547509304187822/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=106547509304187822' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/106547509304187822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/106547509304187822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2003/10/from-washington-post.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-106426722932082268</id><published>2003-09-22T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:53.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If I had that face</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/106426722932082268/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=106426722932082268' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/106426722932082268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/106426722932082268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2003/09/if-i-had-that-face.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-106254593904783948</id><published>2003-09-02T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:53.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the thick smoke from the cedar trees reached the back of my throat...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/106254593904783948/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=106254593904783948' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/106254593904783948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/106254593904783948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2003/09/thick-smoke-from-cedar-trees-reached.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-106132103888883532</id><published>2003-08-19T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:53.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to-do:zero debtbecome bilingualshort story collectionnice suitchildren?housemove</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/106132103888883532/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=106132103888883532' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/106132103888883532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/106132103888883532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2003/08/to-do-zero-debt-become-bilingual-short.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-105788096930062476</id><published>2003-07-10T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:53.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When I told Sugar about what Danny had done, she turned to me and said:"Jojo - girl....."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/105788096930062476/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=105788096930062476' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/105788096930062476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/105788096930062476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2003/07/when-i-told-sugar-about-what-danny-had.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-93408469</id><published>2003-04-28T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:53.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the house that loved me...and my revenge....every night it's the same damn thing; I wake up and there's the devil standing there with a salad bowl full of snakes...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/93408469/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=93408469' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/93408469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/93408469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2003/04/house-that-loved-me.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-87905578</id><published>2003-01-23T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:53.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>all of the good stuff in this town burns down .. i don't know why</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/87905578/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=87905578' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/87905578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/87905578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2003/01/all-of-good-stuff-in-this-town-burns.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-87746817</id><published>2003-01-20T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:53.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>... and Coco</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/87746817/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=87746817' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/87746817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/87746817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2003/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-87558223</id><published>2003-01-16T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:53.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TrinketCupcakeCookieBunny....Five for Five....graphic art? Old photos!?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/87558223/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=87558223' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/87558223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/87558223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2003/01/trinket-cupcake-cookie-bunny.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-85863638</id><published>2002-12-11T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:53.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>down to Truly Creek....(more to come)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/85863638/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=85863638' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/85863638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/85863638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2002/12/down-to-truly-creek.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-85236844</id><published>2002-11-28T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:52.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&gt;&gt;In the last month, there's been a search for a 21 year old east Indian woman who disappeared after an argument with her boyfriend in his car. She's been seeing him for 8 months. The night she disappeared she sneaked out of her house in her P.J's at 4am (her strict parents didn't know about her boyfriend) to see her boyfriend who picked her up in his car. The argument in the car involved a love</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/85236844/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=85236844' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/85236844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/85236844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2002/11/in-last-month-theres-been-search-for.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-84786556</id><published>2002-11-19T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:52.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't want to be there yet....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/84786556/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=84786556' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/84786556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/84786556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2002/11/i-dont-want-to-be-there-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-84731141</id><published>2002-11-18T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:52.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Q-Tips and Cotton Balls (We Were Being Attacked)Exoskeletons</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/84731141/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=84731141' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/84731141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/84731141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2002/11/q-tips-and-cotton-balls-we-were-being.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-84496229</id><published>2002-11-13T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:52.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tattooed back - done in sections (poems) three across, 7 down? Boyfriend upset that she's getting another one. She's upset that he wants her to stop - but then tries to remember when the last one she got was. New one is something about 'woman'  - lives in flat on Upper West Side in NYC. It is winter</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/84496229/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=84496229' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/84496229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/84496229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2002/11/tattooed-back-done-in-sections-poems.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-82331220</id><published>2002-09-30T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:52.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>girl traveling (with friend?) stops in small Wyoming mountain town on the weekend a young woman disappears while jogging - and is later found dead.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/82331220/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=82331220' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/82331220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/82331220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2002/09/girl-traveling-with-friend-stops-in.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-82109753</id><published>2002-09-25T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:52.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>notes to self: story idea: guy's wife dies in car crash - we see him 30 years later. Has daughter / son-in-law...and memories</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/82109753/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=82109753' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/82109753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/82109753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2002/09/notes-to-self-story-idea-guys-wife.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-79662185</id><published>2002-07-31T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:52.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>test</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/79662185/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=79662185' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/79662185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/79662185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2002/07/test.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-79659774</id><published>2002-07-31T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:52.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>test</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/79659774/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=79659774' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/79659774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/79659774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2002/07/test_31.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590182.post-2616843</id><published>2001-03-03T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:46:52.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Welcome to the Milk Farm, a journal of crushworthy people, places and thingsMarch 3, 2001Young Fresh Fellows at the Bottom of the HillPaul Frank rockabilly braceletShinkhansen chopsticks</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2616843/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2590182&amp;postID=2616843' title='0 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/2616843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2590182/posts/default/2616843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkfarm.blogspot.com/2001/03/welcome-to-milk-farm-journal-of.html' title=''/><author><name>writegrrrl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12744507711370400915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
