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	<title>The New Twenty or Bust!</title>
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	<description>Join a brand spanking new 30 year-old on her skeptical, yet hopeful journey to find out if 30 really is THE NEW TWENTY...</description>
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		<title>Half Birthday and Beyond&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[30 Days + 6 Months + 1 Day
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So I just realized from typing my “life pedometer” intro that I’m halfway through my 30th—or New Twentieth—year.
I’d sing happy “half” birthday to myself, but it is the eve of my dad’s crazy cancer treatment adventure so that little ditty could be a bit awkward.  Although, I did [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com&blog=9409968&post=220&subd=thenewtwentyorbust&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com/2010/03/08/half-birthday-and-beyond/</link>
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		<title>The Weight of Facts.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m obsessed with Roadtrip Nation, an organization that encourages young people to &#8220;Define Your Own Road in Life&#8221; instead of just signing up for a paycheck and living for the weekend.  Surprised?  Heheh.  They literally empower groups of college-aged kids and beyond to travel around in an RV for weeks at a time and interview [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com&blog=9409968&post=217&subd=thenewtwentyorbust&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com/2010/03/05/the-weight-of-facts/</link>
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		<title>My Mental Ingrown Toenail</title>
		<description><![CDATA[30 Days + 5 Months + 3 Weeks + 3 Days
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I woke up at 4 a.m. with a pounding headache yesterday.  I was out of Advil and unable to find more than one generic ibuprofen in my parents’ medicine cabinet.  This headache-turned-neck AND headache lasted 36 hours, even after my special trip to the store [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com&blog=9409968&post=213&subd=thenewtwentyorbust&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com/2010/03/04/my-mental-ingrown-toenail/</link>
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		<title>The Skinny (so far)…</title>
		<description><![CDATA[30 Years + 5 Months + 3 Week + 1 Day
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I’m not sure exactly what I’ve gotten myself into.  I survived my first night of training, so I guess that counts for something.  However, as I left 2.5 hours after I was supposed to, kicking smashed soymilk boxes and cockroach-sized muffin crumbs in my path, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com&blog=9409968&post=210&subd=thenewtwentyorbust&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com/2010/03/02/the-skinny-so-far%e2%80%a6/</link>
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		<title>Family Tied</title>
		<description><![CDATA[30 Days + 5 Months + 2 Weeks + 5 Days
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Yesterday in the hospital cafeteria, while munching on a 1.5 star lunch of onion rings and Jell-O butterscotch pudding, my mom asked if I’d consider staying home through the summer to help while my dad is home for stem cell recovery.
I hesitated…then said I couldn’t [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com&blog=9409968&post=208&subd=thenewtwentyorbust&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com/2010/02/27/family-tied/</link>
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		<title>Love in the Time of Tax Season</title>
		<description><![CDATA[30 Years + 5 Months + 2 Weeks + 3 Days
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This morning I thought I’d blog today about how much I actually seem to miss my sister after our loooong week of bonding meets driving each other completely insane.
Then this afternoon I figured I should blog instead about how I DID get the coffee shop [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com&blog=9409968&post=203&subd=thenewtwentyorbust&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com/2010/02/25/love-in-the-time-of-tax-season/</link>
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		<title>Coffee Shop Dreamin&#8217;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[30 Years + 5 Months + 2 Weeks + 1 Day
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Today I applied for a temp, part-time barrista job at a charming ma and pa, local-ish coffee shop.  Get an M.F.A. in Screenwriting, kids.  Oh, the places you will go!
I swear it’s not just for the free mochas and homemade breakfast cookies that would kick [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com&blog=9409968&post=200&subd=thenewtwentyorbust&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com/2010/02/23/coffee-shop-dreamin/</link>
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		<title>Heavy T</title>
		<description><![CDATA[30 Days + 5 Months + 2 Weeks
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This blog is getting heeeeeavy.  Like bringing a pocket tissue pack to the movie theater or else be forced to destroy a sleeve on the only cashmere sweater you could afford this year, heavy.
What happened to complaining about outrageous LA dry cleaning price tags and foolish friend pseudo-crushes?!?
As [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com&blog=9409968&post=196&subd=thenewtwentyorbust&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com/2010/02/22/heavy-t/</link>
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		<title>HOME.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[30 Days + 5 Months + 1 Week + 6 Days
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So we made it.
We’re back in PA, “The State of Independence.”
Our favorite welcome sign was New Mexico’s, “The Land of Enchantment.”  Speaking of New Mexico, check out the poor, dead moose we saw in the back of a NM pick-up truck:

Crazy.
My back feels shattered.  I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com&blog=9409968&post=194&subd=thenewtwentyorbust&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com/2010/02/21/home/</link>
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		<title>TRIPPIN.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[30 Years + 5 Months + 1 Week + 2 Days
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I wiped what felt like poisonous tears with an In-N-Out napkin as I drove across the Mohave Desert.  Somehow the basic eye make-up I wear every day decided to take a trip, too…to my eyeballs.
Mirages are common in the desert.  Not turning into googly-eyed Franken-chick.  [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com&blog=9409968&post=188&subd=thenewtwentyorbust&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://thenewtwentyorbust.wordpress.com/2010/02/16/trippin/</link>
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