<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102</id><updated>2007-11-26T23:22:37.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busted Stuff</title><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml'/><author><name>Trish</name></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>844</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-8711862284038957400</id><published>2007-11-23T19:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:31:50.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><summary type='text'>Is coming soon. Stay tuned.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/11/change.html' title='Change'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=8711862284038957400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/8711862284038957400'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/8711862284038957400'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-1275895166692407268</id><published>2007-11-02T07:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T18:14:46.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons why this has been one of the best weeks ever...</title><summary type='text'>1. Our credit cards are paid off.
2. Scott made the varsity soccer team.
3. Our vintage Heywood-Wakefield furniture is here from Ohio and it is sweet.
4. I had two agents ask for my full manuscript.

Updated 11/3/2007: Make that three agents.

Updated 11/8/2007: So technically it's a new week, but make that four.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/11/reasons-why-this-has-been-one-of-best.html' title='Reasons why this has been one of the best weeks ever...'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=1275895166692407268&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/1275895166692407268'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/1275895166692407268'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-8928346950324073493</id><published>2007-10-28T11:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T11:37:48.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, I still got nothin'</title><summary type='text'>I've been trying to come up with something profound and interesting to say about the Ladies Weekend that is quickly slipping into too long ago to talk about, but nothing is happening in my brain. All I can really say is that the weekend went by too fast and when my family was gone, I missed them. Sometimes your family is what you need, even if you don't know you need them. I hope they'll come </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/10/yeah-i-still-got-nothin.html' title='Yeah, I still got nothin&apos;'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=8928346950324073493&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/8928346950324073493'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/8928346950324073493'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-2203859853412119112</id><published>2007-10-21T01:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T08:45:06.542-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedouin Soundclash</title><summary type='text'>C and I went to see them tonight in St. Petersburg. Well, last night if you want to be technical about it. The first band was DeNovoDahl. Interesting, fun and I think I want to hear more. The headlining band was Hot Hot Heat. We did not stay, which pretty much sums up how I feel about them.

Bedouin, however, was made of awesome (which comes as no surprise at all):

Jay
More Jay
Eon
Blurry Pat
An</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/10/bedouin-soundclash.html' title='Bedouin Soundclash'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=2203859853412119112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/2203859853412119112'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/2203859853412119112'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-4115575334585096352</id><published>2007-10-13T08:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T12:05:24.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The latest statistics</title><summary type='text'>Queries sent: 14 15
Rejections received: 4
Requests for partials: 3 5
Partial rejections: 1

The most recent request was for 100 pages (which I can do), a bio (not a problem) and synopsis. Synopsis?! Gah! I hate writing synopses! I won't do it!

*slinks off to write a synopsis*</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/10/latest-statistics.html' title='The latest statistics'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=4115575334585096352&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/4115575334585096352'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/4115575334585096352'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-8395785316790976118</id><published>2007-10-07T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T21:49:48.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The big news</title><summary type='text'>I sent my first query today, so we'll see how that goes. And girls, I haven't forgotten writing about Ladies Weekend. I've just been too busy editing and writing query letters to think about it. Coming soon, though, k?</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/10/big-news.html' title='The big news'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=8395785316790976118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/8395785316790976118'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/8395785316790976118'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-6796060818060254304</id><published>2007-10-01T07:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T08:05:19.229-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Monday</title><summary type='text'>So...

The only thing that would have made the concert better on Friday night was if my pictures had turned out. I was using the remains of a disposable camera of indefinite age. When I got the photos back yesterday, the first 19 pictures were of St. Augustine (two years ago) and of the last eight, only four came out. They were fuzzy and dark because the flash was old and worked intermittently. </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/10/monday-monday.html' title='Monday Monday'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=6796060818060254304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/6796060818060254304'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/6796060818060254304'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-3210283294061406881</id><published>2007-09-28T08:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T08:54:15.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did all the days go?</title><summary type='text'>My mom and cousin, Natalie, mentioned last night that I haven't blogged in a long time. I knew it had been a few days, but, whoa! When did it turn into three weeks ago?!

My only excuse is that I've been writing. And when I'm not writing, I'm either eating, sleeping, working or writing something else. Except for tonight. Tonight I'm going to see The Slackers in Miami, which I fully expect will be</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/09/where-did-all-days-go.html' title='Where did all the days go?'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=3210283294061406881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/3210283294061406881'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/3210283294061406881'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-732863637431346422</id><published>2007-09-07T00:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T01:01:02.997-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Draft</title><summary type='text'>Done.

I'm not finished writing, but I'm at a point where I need to step back for a few days (weeks?) and give both myself and the story room to breathe. In the meantime, I've got a couple new stories rumbling around in my brain. Which makes me very happy.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/09/third-draft.html' title='Third Draft'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=732863637431346422&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/732863637431346422'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/732863637431346422'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-5727646906114714870</id><published>2007-09-04T09:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T09:13:40.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish...</title><summary type='text'>Br1tney would quit talking about vanishing and just do it.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/09/i-wish.html' title='I wish...'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=5727646906114714870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/5727646906114714870'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/5727646906114714870'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-7718196095281713157</id><published>2007-08-29T09:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T09:56:14.071-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Overthinking</title><summary type='text'>I recently read an article in one of the writing magazines that said the first draft is where you find your story. So I find myself wondering if what I've got down on paper isn't the story at all. That maybe I'm overlooking some tiny kernel of awesome that could blossom into the "real" story. And then I wonder if I'm just overthinking again and should just tell myself to shut up. It's frustrating</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/08/overthinking.html' title='Overthinking'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=7718196095281713157&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/7718196095281713157'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/7718196095281713157'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-2683617659291152265</id><published>2007-08-08T01:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T01:32:20.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More recommendations</title><summary type='text'>1. Looking for Alaska John Green Trish, what's with all the John Green lately? As I mentioned in the previous post, I couldn't very well be a proper Nerd Fighter without actually reading his books. So I read 'em. And as much as I loved Katherines, I loved Looking for Alaska even more. 

2. Fourth Comings Megan McCafferty Having practically devoured the first three books in the series, I grabbed </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/08/more-recommendations.html' title='More recommendations'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=2683617659291152265&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/2683617659291152265'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/2683617659291152265'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-7256539083077703646</id><published>2007-08-04T08:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T08:41:45.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trish recommends...</title><summary type='text'>1. Street Gospels Bedouin Soundclash. It's due for release on August 21, but order it now so you'll receive all that Bedouin goodness as soon as possible. Trust me. It's an amazing album.

2. An Abundance of Katherines John Green. I've had this on my to-read list for quite a long time, but after I started visiting Brotherhood 2.0, I felt like I should move it up the list. I'm so glad I did, </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/08/trish-recommends.html' title='Trish recommends...'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=7256539083077703646&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/7256539083077703646'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/7256539083077703646'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-4319489512821433098</id><published>2007-08-02T21:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T21:55:33.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>George of the Jungle</title><summary type='text'>While moving, my husband--who will from this point on be called George of the Jungle--decided it would be fun to swing from a vine that hangs from one of our 3 to 7 mango trees (I can verify three fruit-bearing, but George counted seven in all). And, indeed, it was fun for a few minutes. Until the vine gave way and he landed on his ankle, knee and head. Yeah, I'm not sure how he managed that </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/08/george-of-jungle.html' title='George of the Jungle'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=4319489512821433098&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/4319489512821433098'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/4319489512821433098'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-6735174369735869045</id><published>2007-07-29T00:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T00:34:57.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Randomosity</title><summary type='text'>The kids were gone from early June until last weekend, so Phil and I had two months of "just us". People said, "Oh, give it a few days and you'll start missing the kids." But I'll tell you something... we didn't. Oh, there were moments when I wished they were home, but they were few and far between. It was the first time in...ever...that Phil and I were alone and it was nice. Really, really nice.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/07/summer-randomosity.html' title='Summer Randomosity'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=6735174369735869045&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/6735174369735869045'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/6735174369735869045'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-1166652764833334991</id><published>2007-07-28T18:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T12:45:32.229-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Five Movies I Can Watch Over and Over Again</title><summary type='text'>I got this from GW, who got it from Joelle...

List, in any order, the top five movies you can watch over and over and never get sick of them. They don’t have to be cinematic masterpieces, or even your favorite movies of all time. They’re just those movies that, whenever it's on, you’ll watch it. Even if you just watched it yesterday. Or one of those movies you put in for a pick-me-up, even if </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/07/top-five-movies-i-can-watch-over-and.html' title='Top Five Movies I Can Watch Over and Over Again'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=1166652764833334991&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/1166652764833334991'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/1166652764833334991'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-2834501201908595254</id><published>2007-07-24T09:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T09:15:25.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>House</title><summary type='text'>We close in two days, but the realtor let me in yesterday to do some cleaning. At first all I could think about was the daunting task of removing splattered food from the underside of the kitchen cabinets. But then suddenly it became mine and I envisioned all sorts of wonderous things on the empty living room walls. After working four hours straight I went out to the jacuzzi-pool-thing and dipped</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/07/house.html' title='House'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=2834501201908595254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/2834501201908595254'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/2834501201908595254'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-9076927150886824382</id><published>2007-07-15T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T22:53:38.875-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Blingo,</title><summary type='text'>For as many searches as I did today, you'd think my odds of winning would be improving. Give up the goods, damn it!

Love,
Trish</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/07/dear-blingo.html' title='Dear Blingo,'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=9076927150886824382&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/9076927150886824382'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/9076927150886824382'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-1180517006989928921</id><published>2007-07-15T22:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T22:13:28.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I say 20,000?</title><summary type='text'>It's amazing how much writing I can get done when both my writer's block and my spouse are gone. I passed the 30,000 mark today after spending the entire day writing (and listening to The Slackers).</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/07/did-i-say-20000.html' title='Did I say 20,000?'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=1180517006989928921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/1180517006989928921'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/1180517006989928921'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-5406568190917083340</id><published>2007-07-10T17:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T17:46:51.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love...</title><summary type='text'>Drunk-googling an old friend's name, sending a random e-mail to see if you've got the right person and then finding out you do.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/07/i-love.html' title='I love...'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=5406568190917083340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/5406568190917083340'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/5406568190917083340'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-2576113237982176328</id><published>2007-07-08T17:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T17:40:43.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Minor Milestone</title><summary type='text'>I've surpassed the 20,000 word mark on my book. 

That doesn't seem like very many considering I started writing way back in November, but it's been slow going. I have the whole story in my head, but it doesn't always come out as quickly as I'd like and my characters keep doing things I didn't expect.

But... I haven't gotten bored with writing it (as I have in the past) and I will finish it.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/07/minor-milestone.html' title='Minor Milestone'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=2576113237982176328&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/2576113237982176328'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/2576113237982176328'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-3175494435096628178</id><published>2007-07-04T07:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T07:54:15.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder how many posts I have titled "Stuff"</title><summary type='text'>Sonic and I are slowly adjusting to a one-dog household, but I haven't quite gotten used to going to the bathroom without Hinckley.

Instead of going to an open skate session last night where I was surrounded by unpredictable and distracting 12-year-olds, we had a closed skate with a coach. And in one hour I went from wondering what the heck I was doing trying to do derby to thinking, "Hey, I can</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/07/i-wonder-how-many-posts-i-have-titled.html' title='I wonder how many posts I have titled &quot;Stuff&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=3175494435096628178&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/3175494435096628178'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/3175494435096628178'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-2413034113953445064</id><published>2007-06-27T11:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T11:34:35.809-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hinckley</title><summary type='text'>
Dec. 3, 1993-June 27, 2007

They say Australian Shepherds need to have a job to keep them happy and out of trouble. But Hinckley never needed to play flyball, run agility or train to be a service dog. Instead, he decided his job was to love us... a job he did better than any dog I've ever known. 

They also say that rescue dogs know how fortunate they are when they find the right home. But we </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/06/hinckley.html' title='Hinckley'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=2413034113953445064&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/2413034113953445064'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/2413034113953445064'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-8037792680005169039</id><published>2007-06-24T07:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T08:00:13.038-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The morning after</title><summary type='text'>When I was at the rink last night, they played the Sugar Hill Gang and it occurred to me that the last time I was on skates Rapper's Delight was a new song. So I went to bed last night expecting some serious pain this morning. However, the only part of my body that hurts is my left arm and that's from lifting heavy bundles of magazines at work. So. Go, me.

We've made an offer on a house down </summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/06/morning-after.html' title='The morning after'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=8037792680005169039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/8037792680005169039'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/8037792680005169039'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985102.post-2604368055176067977</id><published>2007-06-23T23:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T00:34:50.088-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller derby</title><summary type='text'>I went to my first practice tonight with the Fort Myers Derby Girls. I fell down a bunch of times and nearly took out a teenager, but I had so. much. fun.</summary><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://busted-stuff.com/2007/06/roller-derby.html' title='Roller derby'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6985102&amp;postID=2604368055176067977&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://busted-stuff.com/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/2604368055176067977'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6985102/posts/default/2604368055176067977'/><author><name>Trish</name></author></entry></feed>