<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415</id><updated>2008-10-05T21:53:36.051-04:00</updated><title type='text'>kneeseespieces</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-512158506954266988</id><published>2008-10-04T18:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:32:30.345-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful things'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/1992.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot attempt to make any opinions on politics. i am dead on that subject. but what i can share is this photo and how i absolutely adore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20214569_5,00.html" target="_blank"&gt;the obama family via people magazine&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/512158506954266988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=512158506954266988&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/512158506954266988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/512158506954266988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cannot-attempt-to-make-any-opinions.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-3501394896683904519</id><published>2008-10-03T13:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:01:09.204-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a piece of kneesee'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/unfinishedink.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is somewhat a view of my tattoo or at least the placement of it, lol. anyhow, the meaning behind it is just as complicated as every other story i tell. the tape reminds me of my childhood. i grew up listening to a lot of new wave, pop and 80s with my uncle. and i'm pretty much stuck in my ways. i destroyed almost all of his tapes, but not on purpose. just a bit too much rewinding and fast-forwarding. which brings the irony of my repetitive mistakes and growing up way too fast in real life. oh the irony..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been over a year since i've gotten this done. i had a weird allergic reaction to the red ink and bruised from it. it was supposed to be just an outline, but i'm itching to get it filled in and to wrap some lyrics around the tape's ribbon. what lyrics you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;and all the simple things are simply too complicated for my life"&lt;/em&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3501394896683904519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=3501394896683904519&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/3501394896683904519'/><link rel='self' 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knew! i haven't seen them in seven years i think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 30 days until halloween! i was a fafinette last year and it was a bit too sexy for me. i'm usually against that whole idea, but it was adorable and in good taste. my costume looks almost like the one my mom was wearing above (&lt;em&gt;i have no clue what she's supposed to be.. my dad was a 1940s gangster but i can't find the photo&lt;/em&gt;) this year, i'm going to finally dress as lydia from beetlejuice. can't decide if i want to be her in black, or the red wedding dress which is a challenge to pull together. i can hardly wait.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3065212065185853126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=3065212065185853126&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/3065212065185853126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/3065212065185853126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/10/mom-dukes-circa-83.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-5109620562616723744</id><published>2008-10-01T00:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T01:14:02.631-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful things'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/eames.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my "pen pals" sent this photo to me the other day. it's titled &lt;em&gt;eames&lt;/em&gt;. i think its beautiful and thought i'd share. we send each other emails and text messages that are just.. endless tangents of nothing which is quite interesting. you could imagine our phone conversations are pretty much beyond this world too. here's your shoutout boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo by won.. the space cadet</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5109620562616723744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=5109620562616723744&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/5109620562616723744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/5109620562616723744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-of-my-pen-pals-sent-this-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-1146217078290308656</id><published>2008-09-29T20:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T14:13:20.127-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a piece of kneesee'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/apiece.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i said that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; write a story on the little significances of the name &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kneeseespieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and the puzzle piece. so here goes, life has its many intents and this happens to be one of my most valued ones. i hope i don't get too scattered. bare with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i grew up in a little church on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;buffington&lt;/span&gt; road. one day, our youth minister passed a box of jigsaw puzzles around the room and asked for each person to pick up a piece. he then told us that the one piece would be a reminder to us of who were were then, and we had the rest of our lives to complete the rest of the puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my great friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;johanna&lt;/span&gt; once wrote me a little note with the name "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kneesea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" on it. i was confused.. i couldn't pronounce it and didn't know who it was for. and then, it eventually became &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kneesee&lt;/span&gt;. another friend of mine in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;highschool&lt;/span&gt; used to say to me "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kneeseeee's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pieeeces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" in his best quagmire voice.. it was hilarious and it stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pisces&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;em&gt;epitome&lt;/em&gt; of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pisces&lt;/span&gt; at that. and if you know a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pisces&lt;/span&gt; girl, you would agree with me when i say we are a box of jigsaw pieces personified. a grand jigsaw that could not be completed in just one seating. i am just now coming to terms of this trait.. so i don't think it would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt; to discuss my enigmatic personality. and then there are the similarities of the words &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pisces&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;pieces&lt;/em&gt;. you like it? me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i lost you yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved art class, excelled in art class, had the coolest art teacher and always wanted to be like him growing up. years ago, i saw a program on art therapy for the autistic and was intrigued. what is looked upon a learning disability, to me, was an ability to view the world in ways we could never comprehend. there is no wrong or right answer to self expression and i was all for it. after years of trying to find my way.. a little pin found its way to me. an autism speaks pin.. a jigsaw puzzle piece.. a piece to my puzzle.. and then came my job :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so from here, every now and then, i will share a little piece of me with you. be it a photo, an old journal entry, a song, a movie, a memory, a little history on me.. anything that has a story on how its made me who i am today and for the rest of my life. i will take you on a journey to the completion of my jigsaw puzzle. that is.. &lt;em&gt;if it ever gets finished&lt;/em&gt;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1146217078290308656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=1146217078290308656&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/1146217078290308656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/1146217078290308656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-i-said-that-id-write-little-story-on.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-2302112176528447330</id><published>2008-09-29T14:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:19:40.656-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the mood that i&apos;m in'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/caseofthemondaze.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed the kids a lot this weekend. they were dazed and confused today as usual. i call it &lt;em&gt;a&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;case of the mondaze&lt;/em&gt;. at this point in time, i'd do anything to be in their shoes. i wouldn't have a care in the world. well.. wait i still don't. but i'd be riding back seat wondering why we were in a drive-thru at the gas station and not at mcdonalds. oh to be a child again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish my cousin from australia would write me back already.. so i could have a back-up plan to get out of here</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2302112176528447330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=2302112176528447330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/2302112176528447330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/2302112176528447330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/missed-kids-lot-over-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-3139764920250226534</id><published>2008-09-28T04:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T19:42:30.707-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful things'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/bss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this poster is in &lt;a href="http://www.bluecollardistro.com/myassociatecornelius/product_info.php?products_id=2477&amp;amp;cPath=414_415&amp;amp;store=1" target=_blank&gt;stock&lt;/a&gt; and i need it immediately.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3139764920250226534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/dreams.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..what it means.. to find your dreams come true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've managed to sneak your way into my dreams. and the very minute you utter your nothing's to me, i wake up with traces of you on my mind. what do they mean? and i wonder if you have these dreams too? we've become too stubborn to face the matter.. i wonder if the science of sleep is the only thing that will allow us to meet, in these haunting reveries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/caitlinghoster/" target="_blank"&gt;caitlin quiet!&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7466580287351242073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/denysrithy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;us in march 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rithy&lt;/span&gt; is an embodiment of all things great. he is my best friend, my brother, my uncle, my cousin, my husband, my therapist, my cook, my driver, my co-pilot, my bad influence, my good influence, my critic.. he is pretty much my everything. a girl can only thank her lucky stars that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; gods brought her the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; friend ever, yes that's right.. the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;. and we've been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;inseparable&lt;/span&gt; since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you! &amp;amp; happy birthday!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7970820077557316184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=7970820077557316184&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/7970820077557316184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/7970820077557316184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/rithy-is-embodiment-of-all-things-great.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-1181439507378359370</id><published>2008-09-25T14:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T14:47:17.657-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the mood that i&apos;m in'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/weekendwarriors.jpg" /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nNl224GIbW4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nNl224GIbW4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i discovered this song on the indie XM station and fell in love. the video just perfected the mood. the sound, to me, is nostalgic of the summer. specifically last year before i moved into the city. rithy and i used to be party animals. we were always too tired to drive back to the boonies so we'd crash on our friends sofas and floors. now we make coffee and tea dates whenever we can just to play ketchup, but we literally live down the street from each other. so much for the city connecting friends, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am missing my youthful days... lets bring them back please!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1181439507378359370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=1181439507378359370&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/1181439507378359370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/1181439507378359370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-discovered-this-song-on-indie-xm.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-6332797832286613175</id><published>2008-09-24T15:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:15:48.174-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the mood that i&apos;m in'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/ally1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM - dirty hair &amp; got pooped on at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/ally2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PM - washed hair &amp; feeling pretty</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6332797832286613175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=6332797832286613175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/6332797832286613175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/6332797832286613175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/am-got-pooped-on-at-work-pm-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-7043899998223901476</id><published>2008-09-23T20:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:14:41.052-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighborhood watch'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/lightsandblusic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this past week i've been thinking to myself "&lt;em&gt;where in the world has my social life gone?" &lt;/em&gt;i think we all know the answer to that question and the reason behind it. i'm definitely working on that change because i'm starting to confide in the kids and they don't understand a word i say. so this week has plenty of socializing to offer me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thursday night &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ratatatmusic" target=_blank&gt;ratatat&lt;/a&gt; @ the masquerade&lt;br /&gt;*friday &lt;a href="http://i37.tinypic.com/5ze41w.jpg" target=_blank&gt;prestigious&lt;/a&gt; store opening @ north ave and peachtree&lt;br /&gt;*saturday &lt;a href="http://i38.tinypic.com/5k53bp.gif" target=_blank&gt;cut copy &amp;amp; the presets &lt;/a&gt;@ the masquerade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends all the way from south florida &amp;amp; sf are on the way. this is building up a lot of excitement and anxiety. and i like it. forgive me, its been way too long since i've been out of my rabbit hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tonydanza/181727640/" target=_blank&gt;bart knows&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7043899998223901476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=7043899998223901476&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/7043899998223901476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/7043899998223901476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-past-week-ive-been-thinking-to.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-4937723341138375112</id><published>2008-09-22T16:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:50:00.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/whenifallinlove.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oZCx-yXZExY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oZCx-yXZExY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fall in love with..&lt;em&gt; fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can not say it enough, that this is my absolute favorite season of them all. and it's finally here. the humidity is long gone and the air is nice and crisp. things, both good and bad, are changing already.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4937723341138375112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=4937723341138375112&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/4937723341138375112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/4937723341138375112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/fall-in-love-with.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-3548830366184641816</id><published>2008-09-20T16:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:23:37.480-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemplation is a...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/haircutmaybeeeee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with every seasons change, comes the desire to have a change in appearance. two years ago, i had really long hair. and then i chopped it all the way off. so for the past two years, i endured really awkward hair from when it was growing back and spent lots of money on extensions. today, i'm looking at it thinking.. cut it, cut it, cut it. the baggage of contemplation that comes with being a pisces girl.. oh me. suggestions?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3548830366184641816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=3548830366184641816&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/3548830366184641816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/3548830366184641816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/with-every-seasons-change-comes-desire.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-6078196470320050277</id><published>2008-09-20T02:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T02:39:33.327-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture book'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/lostphotos3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just added a few more images that i missed over the summer from rolls of film on my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kneeseespieces" target="_blank"&gt;flickr&lt;/a&gt;. this one was interesting. i guess a few were blank and looked kind of neat, so i included them in the batch. i'm now looking for expired film and then exposing some regular one's in the heat.&lt;br /&gt;the results should be fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a lovely weekend..</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6078196470320050277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=6078196470320050277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/6078196470320050277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/6078196470320050277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-added-few-more-images-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-3964346750996228515</id><published>2008-09-17T05:34:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T18:06:06.914-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemplation is a...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/eliz1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you ever wake up and see missed calls you sometimes wished you picked up? i think those are the ones you were meant to miss. have you ever woke up 10 seconds before someone called you.. as if they were sending you a conscience message to your brain? and then you stayed up all night on the phone until morning? despite my work schedule, it was well worth staying up for :) just healthy talks that remind us that we are still human beings who, in fact, do contemplate. well, it's an hour til coffee and cereal so i should probably squeeze in a power nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a happy wednesday</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3964346750996228515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=3964346750996228515&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/3964346750996228515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/3964346750996228515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/do-you-ever-wake-up-and-see-ton-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-8977569385052982240</id><published>2008-09-16T20:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:23:10.299-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the mood that i&apos;m in'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/autumnishere.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tips of trees are blushing with golden hues of yellows and orange. my morning walks are cooled by slight breezes blowing away those lazy summer airwaves. no more rushing under the covers to cool off on crisp sheets.. no more sleeping in with just a shirt on.. no more humid nights in parking lots lit by street lights.. no more mosquito ridden walks in the park.. no more summer romance. i bid you adieu. it was lovely to have known you.. but my heart always belonged to autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/neoperator/" target=_blank&gt;neoperator&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8977569385052982240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=8977569385052982240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/8977569385052982240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/8977569385052982240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/tips-of-trees-are-blushing-with-golden.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-2007337712569567342</id><published>2008-09-10T19:25:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T15:11:31.068-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2007337712569567342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=2007337712569567342&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/2007337712569567342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/2007337712569567342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-not-happy-birthday-until-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-7642790183521931300</id><published>2008-08-14T20:25:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T05:33:26.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have been the picture apparatus as of late.&lt;br /&gt;view my pieces at my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kneeseespieces" target="_blank"&gt;kneeseespieces flickr&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have become really tired with this blog. only because of great things actually. i don't think i will be updating here any longer. the past few months, especially days, i have discovered so much about myself that has inspired me to dip my feet into deeper waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye maybe?&lt;br /&gt;but bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;denys</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7642790183521931300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=7642790183521931300&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/7642790183521931300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/7642790183521931300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-visionary.html' title='&lt;img src=&quot;http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/thumbnails/title_visionary.jpg&quot;&gt;'/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-6102523907166022562</id><published>2008-07-29T00:31:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T19:43:42.553-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful things'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/thumbnails/title_pieces.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i'll be back with a story on how the name "&lt;em&gt;kneesee&lt;/em&gt;" came about and the significances of the puzzle piece that appears quite often.. and yes it's more than just a cute logo to go with the name &lt;em&gt;kneesee's pieces&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. thank you marcus, for this absolutely dah-ling find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/coooookie.jpg" /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6102523907166022562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=6102523907166022562&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/6102523907166022562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/6102523907166022562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/07/pieces.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-3793004840010271517</id><published>2008-07-26T16:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T19:44:51.609-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful things'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/thumbnails/title_pisces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1259.g.akamai.net/f/1259/5586/5d/images.art.com/images/-/Nirvana---Kurt-Cobain--C10006103.jpeg" /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3793004840010271517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=3793004840010271517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/3793004840010271517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/3793004840010271517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/07/pisces.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-5620746227057845235</id><published>2008-07-22T17:24:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:29:19.948-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the mood that i&apos;m in'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/thumbnails/title_work.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to write about how much i love work. i finally have just one job which is at the early preschool. its not helping with my living situation, but i've never been happier with going to work. although, i have been looking for a weekend gig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been so stressed out lately, but only when i'm away from the center. the minute i get off, i start thinking about bills, money and bills. and then i come home and start to miss them so much. the kids are all i ever want to see every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little lenno puts rocks in my pockets when we're playing outside. i always forget them and end up finding them in the washing machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; darin calls me kneesee, its too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo woo woo.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5620746227057845235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=5620746227057845235&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/5620746227057845235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/5620746227057845235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/07/work.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-7607755914714223931</id><published>2008-07-14T12:51:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T12:41:08.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/thumbnails/title_jetset.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i went thrifting the other day and saw a ton of old suitcase luggage that i wanted. but i'm still on the prowl for the perfect one that i can just xfare with. something fancy to offset my scummy-for-no-reason look i keep pulling off without effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/suitcases.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i grabbed my sister a weekender for her next hospital stay. she's due any day now.. kneesee is gonna have a new niece (lol lame)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7607755914714223931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=7607755914714223931&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/7607755914714223931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/7607755914714223931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/07/jet-set.html' title=''/><author><name>kneesee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03415581724649771580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4441315565188331415.post-2924795849226448349</id><published>2008-07-03T21:17:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T12:56:45.247-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture book'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/thumbnails/title_fortheloveoffilm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new from last week. i've been dabbling with the flash. i'm addicted and &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; over my digital camera. where is that little gadget anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/film2_001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/film2_002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/film2_003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/film2_005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/film2_011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/film2_015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/film2_020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/film2_021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/film2_022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/kneeseepoo/blogspot/film2_024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you all for your messages&lt;br /&gt;enjoy :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2924795849226448349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4441315565188331415&amp;postID=2924795849226448349&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/2924795849226448349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4441315565188331415/posts/default/2924795849226448349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneeseepoo.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-love-of-film.html' 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