<?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-13342889</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:54:54.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, my crazy thoughts, and GOD only knows what ELSE..</title><subtitle type='html'>This is about me!! My crazy family, and thoughts on life and what-not! Im an only child with lots of issues; or so I have been told.. I grew up in Kansas.. and moved here to GA 7yrs ago! This is my LIFE.. Lord help us!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transplantpeach.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13342889/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transplantpeach.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>"the ONE and ONLY"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853140942233213769</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>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13342889.post-112456086505833886</id><published>2005-08-20T12:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T15:37:59.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>These G.D Migraine HEADACHES..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330099;"&gt;Well thought I would post.. It seems likes its been forever, so I thought since I was feeling better I would give it a shot! I have had a MIGRAINE headache for 1 WEEK solid... So needless to say, it is now that I am finally feeling better. I spent most of the week home from work and when I wasn't at work I as either at the hospital or at the doctors office. It is now Saturday and I still have a what's called as a tentison headache, but in my book its still a headache and I fell like ASS!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#330099;"&gt;My life has been on hold for a week now, and its bad enough I was short on money, that I will be REALLY SCREWED FOR SURE!!!!! I swear when it rains it pours....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#330099;"&gt;And thru all and all, the one person who stepped up to the plate with out even asking was my "ex".. My "ex"?!!! I couldn't believe it... Im not a person who is a good sick person; buy the way, and let alone hates to even ask for help... but with out even asking for ANYTHING "B" stepped up to the plate and took care of me... I must say, I was kinda of put back in a way of what the hell?!!!! Does that make sense? Well its a long story believe me, but I must say it felt kinda good to have him come thru and be there..... Hell I didn't even tell KP. I haven't really talked or done a whole hell of a lot to say, other than chit-chat only-line a bit, I didn't talk on the phone but one day when I did fell GOOD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#330099;"&gt;I swear, I really wouldn't wish these on ANYONE!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#330099;"&gt;For anyone who hasn't had one, really has NO idea the pain that the people who do, go thru. My mom used to have them when I was youger but never NEW the pain she went thru or even felt. I used to have migrains a few years ago, and until this episode hadn't had one in a year. I think this one made up for not having one in that YEAR span. I hope this new medicine the doctor gave me will go to work and kick in soon so that it doenst come back. I swear; I don't think I could take it again if it came back as strong as it did this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#330099;"&gt;Well that is it for now.. My eyes are going blurry and that's not a good sign, so tell latter my dear's... 2 fingers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=transplantpeach" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Free Web Site Counter" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=transplantpeach&amp;s=party" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=transplantpeach&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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I had a 3 day w/end and honestly haven't don't jack shit, but somehow enjoyed!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Saturday started off with nothing unusual, just some cleaing and enjoying QUITE time ALONE and not doing anything, but a few normal house chores that come along when you own your home. Sunday proved to be a day to remember!!! On Thursday I had spoke with a friend from Columbus who was coming in on Sunday and had figured that would be a good day to go out riding on his Harley and have lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Well, for all you local people, Sunday was like a damn Monsoon out there!!!! When he arrived Sunday mid' morning we had thought the rain had missed us and would turn out to be a wonder day to ride!!! Well, as to our amazement; we hadn't got about 13 miles from the house till the HEAVENS opened up on us!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Needless to say, we had to pull over and stop for a bit because it was to bad to see.. So the 1st time we pulled over, we were there about 30 mins or so?!! Well, the man upstairs thought it would be good to play with us and just thought that turning the rain to a slow drip would be funny, so we started out again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Well, that was a joke because no more than another 3 miles the sky opened up once more, and that time we were stuck between a rock and a hard place! We had to ride another 3 mile in the RAIN till we could pull over for shelter ONCE more!!!!!! People were looking at us like we were crazy!!! I have to say, I never met so many people in my life.. We had people coming up to us right and left just talking about different things.. It was pretty funny I must admit. While hanging out at our 2nd stop, we figured it would just be best to call it a day.. At that time, the heavens thought it would be just as funny the 3rd time as it would have been all other times for the sky to clear up yet once again. Well we figured , it was ride or die and it only separated the boys from the men and thought why not go balls out, and go for it 1 more time!!!! It was at that time, we pulled out, and yet again, started to sprinkle on the other side ot the street!! At that time, a couple of hours had pasted and were both hungry, so we thought we would seek shelter for awhile hoping that if we could eat and relax we could dry out some and have a smile and a Coke as some would say. Well found a spot who when we pulled in, we found WE weren't the only ones out ridding that day!!!! We found another 5 couples who had done the same thing as us.. We laughed and said, we thought we were the only ones out, and they said.. in this weather; it separates the real riders from the "wanna be's"...Well needless to say afer a couple hours it die clear up and we decided it would be best to head on back to the house. Well after we arirved, John thought it would be best to relax for a bit, and then head on home.. Well no sooner did he get ready to leave, did the skies open back home and he said it rained on home for the most part of the ride.... I swear, the man upstairs just didn't want us out and about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Well now its Monday, and the most exciting part of my day, is IM getting up to go to "Wally-world" to pick up a few things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Well as so my so called life contiues...................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=transplantpeach" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Free Web Site Counter" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=transplantpeach&amp;s=party" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=transplantpeach&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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SO WHAT?!! I was bored..</title><content type='html'>OK.. YEAH I coiped.. SO WHAT?!!!&lt;br /&gt;Update of those random questions...&lt;br /&gt;So, I was scrollin' my old blogs and came across the gazillion questions I answered over the course of a gazillion hours many months ago. Thought it would be fun/informative to update, so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;1)time: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6:08PM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2) name: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mic' for short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Nicknames: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Micalicious, Kansas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Name Spelled Backwards: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Cim'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) home town: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Born and raised Wichita, KS, transplanted to GA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6) Grade: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WHAT THE HELL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Birthday: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12/3/71&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8) Age: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9 ) School: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;lets just say I didnt graduate the big C'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Hair Color: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;natural, is browinsh/black.. but now?! light goldne brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Eyes: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12) Height: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5'6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;13) Siblings: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NONE!!! only child; BABY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;14) Gender: &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;female, DUGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Have You ever?- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;15) Been so drunk you blacked out: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I hate to say, but yes!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Missed schoo/workl because it was raining: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yes, often because of migraines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Set any part of your body on fire for amusement: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ugh.......... NO!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Kept a secret from everyone: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;19) Had an imaginary friend: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I dont think so?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;20) Wanted to hook up with a friend: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yeap, is that WRONG?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Cried during a flick: yeap.. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;im very senstive!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;22 is MIA&lt;br /&gt;23) Ever thought an animated character is hot: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;24) Ever prank called someone: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yeah, when I was like 8/9 WAY before CALLER ID!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;25) Been on stage: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;7 yrs for a dance recitle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Fought with your parents: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;who hasn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;27) Wished upon a star: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yeah, its worth a shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;28) Laughed until you cried: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;YEAP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;29) Watched a sunrise/sunset: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sunsets FERSURE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;30) Went to a beach at night: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yeap.. and got my grove on!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;31) Been mean: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Been sarcastic:&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Your kidding me right?!!! hell ya.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Random: Are you happy: yeah, I&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; guess so.. I wake up every morning, so that has got to say something?! right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;34) Are you talking to someone online:&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; no.. not now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-----------------------------Favorites---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;35) Shampoo: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;KMS and Bed Head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;36) Soap: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bodywash with moisturizing beads (Caress)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;37) Colors: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;probally black, but I dig some blues, greens and purples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;38) Day/Night: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Night!!! Im a nigh owl fersure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Kinda Music: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm fairly open to all genres; but mostly listen to R&amp;B, Hip-Hop, Alternative, Jazz, Soul and OLD SCHOOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;40) Fav. Soda: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;right now its Code Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) Fav. Drink: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;most anything.... gotta be cold, BUT anything BUT MILK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42) Fav. Car: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;'benz or and Austin Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) Fav. Perfume or Cologne?: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Goodlife, I can harldy find it; but to me thats the SHIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) Fav. Radio Station: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hot 107.9, Q100, 97JAMS, 95.5 the Beat, and Star 94&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) Fav. Website: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;dont think I have one?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) Fav. Subject in school: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I hated school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;47) Least Fav. Subject in School: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ha... I think #46 should answer that! I hated school, I didnt have a favorite or least favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;48) Fav. Sport: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I guess football, and some basketball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Fav. Video Game: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im old school on this.. Ms. Pac Man, Frogger, and Donkey Kong and New school would be "tekken tag".. Im a GURL.. what do U expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;50) Fav. Band: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;dont really have one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;51) Fav. Food: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SUSHI!!! I also enjoy seafood, mexican, and some lebeanase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52) Fav. Movies: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh lord, where do I start?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;53) Fav. Place: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;depends on my moods..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;54) Fav. Holiday: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;holidays are over rated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;55) Lace or Satin: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I guess satin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;56) Fav. Place to Chill: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;good question.. besides my house? I really dont know?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57) Fav. Ice Cream: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;B&amp;J Cookie Dough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58) Fav. Cartoon Character: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pickles and Garfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--------------------------------------Friends&amp;amp;Crushes-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;59) Have a gf or bf: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NO!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;60) Loved Anyone: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;aside from FAMILY.. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;61) Who's the Loudest:&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;between WHO?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62) Shyest: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I think Tammy T... would count for that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;63) Nicest: .. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;another dumb question! But to answer.. KP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64) Funniest: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I guess that would be KP?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;65) Craziest: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hahaha... Tonnya, shes more GHETO than anything!!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;66) Who do you go to for advice: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ha... usaullty KP, or B'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;67) Who do you cry with: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mostly mysef, I dont like to cry in front of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68) Which friend lives the farthest from you:&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Tammy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;69) Talked to someone you have a crush on: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yeah, Im 33 not 12!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;70) Missed someone: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;who doesnt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;71) Hugged someone you like: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yeah, I dont have "cotties"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;---------------------------------Believe In----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;73) God/Devil: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;74) Love at first site: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;never say never.. so I guess yeah?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;75) The Big Bang Theory: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sure, why not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;76) Heaven/Hell: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-------------------------------------Misc.------------------------------------------------------77) Who named you: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I dont know?! I guess my mom and dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;78) When was the last time you showered: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;79) What is right next to you: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im at work, so a phone, fan headset and my purse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80) What are the last 4 digits of your phone number: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;which one?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;81) What is your computer desk made out of: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hell I dont know?!!! Im at work.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82) What was the last thing you ate: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;TWIX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;83) Who do you want to spend the rest of your life with: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;what a random question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;84) How many buddies do you have on your list: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;which list, can u please be more speific?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;85) Hows the weather right now: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hot and humid!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;86) What's the weirdest thing you've ever eaten: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;depends on who U ask!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;87) How do you eat oreo's: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;just bit into it!! nothing special, Im not a freak about Oreo's anyway&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;88) Are you too shy to ask a girl/guy out: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89) If you could change your name, what would it be?: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;umm... I kinda dig Harper or Halston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90) What will your first son's name be: I&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; dont WANT kids.. but I guess I would name him after my dad.. Arthur James, A.J for short!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;91) What would your daughters name be: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;as to answer from 90, but if I did have a child, and it was a gurl.. Cree Lynn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;92) Do you like scary or happy movies: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93) Do you like talking to people on the phone or in person: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;depends on the person&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;94) Lust or Love: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;see above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95) Do you consider cheerleading a sport: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I guess? do u really care?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;96) Boxers or Briefs: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BOXERS for sure&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;97) Bacon bits or Croutons: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;croutons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;98) How long can you hold your breath: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;dont know, never really thought about it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;99) Waiting till marriage: to not get married: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WHAT IN THE HELL R U TALKING about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;100) Disney World or Disney Land: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;either way, one is in CA and the other is in FL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;101) Do you do drugs: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;only when I can!!! hahaha.. NO! Just say NO..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;102) Have you ever been skinny dipping: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;no. HONEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;103) Do you make fun of people: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ALL THE TIME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;104) Have you ever been convicted of a crime: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;105) One pillow or two: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2 plus!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;106) Pets: 1&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; cat, Martini B"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;107) Piercings or Tattoo's: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ear's are pierced, and 5 tat's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;108) What's your bedtime: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;when ever I fell tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;109) Adidas, Nike, or Reebok: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I guess NIKE, just do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;110) Most embarassing moment: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;too many to recall just one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;111) Do you attend church regularly: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;um.......... not as often as I should!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;112) What do you look for in the oppisite sex: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;as far a looks?! height! gotta be taller than me! then eyes ,teeth and there butts! then on the inside.. u gotta make me laugh, and HONESTY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;113) Fav. Quote&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;:"whatever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;114) Can you swim: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;115) Do you like to swim: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;116) Do you have an accent: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I dont think so?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;17) Do you have a job: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yes, it's often called that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;118) Do you prefer pools or oceans: pools!! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I can see whats below me!! I dont like nothing I cant see whats at the bottem.. U seen Jaws right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;120) What's better boys or girls: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;for what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;121) Do you sing in the shower: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;122) Who's the best looking person: ...&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;in the world? I dont know.. let me think about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;123) The best way to die: the BEST way? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;kind of a messed up question...but i suppose the IDEAL way to go would be in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;124) When do you want to die: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ha! yet another fucked up question&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;125) Have you ever called a 90o number: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NO, HAVE U?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;126) Gold or Silver: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;silver to wear, for the most part. but Gold/or White gold or if your a baller then Plat' .. those set the stakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;127) Would you ever go bungee jumping: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I guess?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;128) Would you rather be short, tall, or semi-tall: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;semi-tall I guess.. What I semi-tall?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;129) Do you enjoy reading: nope! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;dont have the patience for it.. A.D.D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;130) Which Winnie the Pooh character is your fav: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Never watched it.. but I know there is Piglet, Tiger and of course Pooh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;131) What was the last movie you watched: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hitched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;132) Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NOPE, just lot of pillows!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;133) Do you think you're attractive: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I think Im OK, I guess I would rate myself like a... 7?!!! Hell, I dont know?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;134) What is your sign: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im a sag'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;135) What are your personality traits: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;U might want to ask someone else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;136) What is your biggest fear: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;um... good question! Let me think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;137) What movie do you really wanna see: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;dont know?!! coudlnt really tell you whats out?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;138) Who is the least attrative person you know: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hahahaha!! another funny one! let me get back to u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;139) Optimist or Pessimist: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;realist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;140) Would you ever have cosmetic surgery: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hell ya!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;141) Do you like to dance: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sure, and let me clear up something, just becaue Im white, I know how to do more than the "white gurl" dance!! and WE ALL know what that is, dont act like U DONT!!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;142) What do you think of people who drink: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nothing.. their life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;143) People who do drugs: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;same answer as above!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;144) Better to cry or laugh: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;whatever suits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;145) Do you think men and women can ever be just friends: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sure do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;146) Do you bite your nails: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I would say, I use cutile clippers! I dont really bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;147) What's your worst habit: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;wow.. I think curseing?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;148) Did you ever cry over someone of the opposite sex: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;no doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;149) Who in your life is your biggest role model: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;150) Who was your first crush: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;oh God, I cant think back that long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;151) Who makes fun of you the most: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;152) your best friend: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;here would be KP and back home would be Tammy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;153) Do you want your friends to do this quiz: if you want , &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hell just copy like I did!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;154) How much time did you spend on this quiz: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;7:22PM Im at work, what do U expect?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=transplantpeach" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Free Web Site Counter" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=transplantpeach&amp;s=party" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=transplantpeach&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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SO WHAT?!! I was bored..'/><author><name>"the ONE and ONLY"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853140942233213769</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13342889.post-112269290286563966</id><published>2005-07-29T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T23:06:59.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So my random thoughts within a 24-48 hr turn around..</title><content type='html'>So, from with in the last 24/48 hrs.. I have just been in a daze. Just going from 1 place to another like a programed robot. My adventure if you would like to call it, stared about 12:30AM or 1:00AM.. **** So Im laying there trying to go to sleep, and as I lay there; the craziest thought runs thru my mind.. U know, I had a pair of shoes; I wonder what happened to them? OK, who in the hell thinks about SHOES at that time in the morning? Not to many people, EXCEPT for my home gurl KP!!!!!! So, I get up like a DUMB ASS and start cleaning out my closets.. So I went thru my closet, found the shoes I was thinking about, and found about 10 pairs I need to get rid off so I can get extra money, and also so I can have more room to get NEW ONES!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So around 3-4is AM I will say, I finally decide its best to try and get some sleep so I can function. Well I think I got to sleep some time latter and then woke up at 8:15AM like a bomb went off in my house. I was sooooooooooo PISSED. So, I followed thru with my boring life.. and that leads me to where Im at NOW.. Its Friday nite, and Im at home! And to be honest Im kinda enjoying the silence and just being ME. Ha, yeah; what a bunch of shit hugh?!! So this leads right into the following:&lt;br /&gt;1. They say they wanna leave when u say your out of mustard... (now what does that really mean?!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Eskimo Joe's; Stillwater OK.. how in the HELL did they come up with that name?!!&lt;br /&gt;3. When Burger King says "your way" is it really my way, becuae 7 out of 10 times; its how the cook wanted to make it?!&lt;br /&gt;4. Wandered how the rich get richer and the poor get poorer?!&lt;br /&gt;5. Wondered what it would be like to be to change places with my cat just for 1 day?!!!&lt;br /&gt;6. Why doesn’t real life accidents happen like they do on the commercials?&lt;br /&gt;7. Why do dumb ass women get the good men? and all I get are the rejects?!! What the hell? Just because I have values? I don’t get that one?!&lt;br /&gt;8. If I knew then what I know now, boy would I have done a few things different when it came to school and life as it goes?!&lt;br /&gt;9. Why did me and my ex go our separate ways? I mean I still see him and talk to him everyday, hell I even help get him his job?!&lt;br /&gt;10. Being an honest person, why do people ask my opion on things only to get upset when I give them my honest thought, that no one else would tell them?!&lt;br /&gt;11. Express lane, there are some that say 10, 15, and 20?!! Who came up with those #'s, and am I the only one who counts what I have when I go to ge in the line?&lt;br /&gt;12. Why didn’t I get more of my father personality then my moms? and why didn’t I get his hazel/green eyes?!!&lt;br /&gt;13. Can I really go back to the Midwest to live?!&lt;br /&gt;14. Why have I been on a sushi kick for the last 2months?&lt;br /&gt;15. Why are people in radio who really know nothing about it?!!! Why is it I usually know more about artist or songs then the DJ's?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;16. No matter how old or how good I think I look, my mom always wants me to fix my hair again?&lt;br /&gt;17. Why I have a hard time with my weight?!! Sometimes I think if I lost the weight and to became a stick bitch, would I start stripping?!!&lt;br /&gt;18. Why on any given day that I am off from work, my body clock wakes up at the ASS CRACK of dawn, but If I have to work, I could sleep all DAMN DAY?!&lt;br /&gt;19. Why r raising kids this day and age so different from when I grew up? And why don’t get try instilling some of that in our kids todays?!! I think the world would be a better place..&lt;br /&gt;20. Can cats get reincarnated? Because I think Martini is really Simba?&lt;br /&gt;21. How does Lil' John get laid, and further more; what does his wife look like?! And for GOD's sake what WAS SHE THINKING? Its gotta be becuase of his money..&lt;br /&gt;22. What ever happen to "Bartles and James"?&lt;br /&gt;23. Why my job makes me say " I would be happy to"? R U serious?!&lt;br /&gt;24. Why gay men get more ass (for the most part) then straight men/ or women?!&lt;br /&gt;25. Would really like to to put "Money doesnt buy love or happiness" to the test.&lt;br /&gt;26. R U sure 2_pac isnt really alive?!! For a dead man, he has alot of shit out there, and Im sure he didnt coudnlt have really did all that in jail or at his house.. Seems like there is a new CD every year?!&lt;br /&gt;27. Why are they tryin to remake all of the old stuff? i.e; Dukes of Hazzard, Bad News Bears.. etc?!! I thought people didnt like it back then, but everyone is on the band wagon to go back to the "old school" way of things.&lt;br /&gt;28. 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I&apos;ll be dauumed..'/><author><name>"the ONE and ONLY"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853140942233213769</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-13342889.post-112215073027159046</id><published>2005-07-22T17:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T15:32:10.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>W.T. F?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;OK damn it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt; I just off the phone with my folks sayin they're going to  OK to spend time with my fucking cousin?!! What the hell?!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;OK this BITCH, who at one time I looked up too, had the fucking nerve to send my folks a "B-day" card/invation to come to her SON's party! Who in hell does she think she is?!! But the FUCKED up part .. MY PARENT FUCKING WENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG........... Im so pissed as you can tell...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;OK lets beging from the start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;It started WAY back when we were kids grownin up. I always had looked up to her. She was 1 yr older and was the "little queen" of her small-ass town! She was Blonde., skinny, atheltic, had any guy she ever wanted, and as too like me  was the ONLY child. Her father was my mom's brother.  I can always remeber spending time in OK with my grandparents and her and her family right across the creak. We (me , mom and pops) would spend most of our summer w/ends together. We, (my cousin and I) were always tied at the hip.. If I got introuble, she was introuble. Even though now, I still remember the good' old days and wish we could sometimes go back. Anyway, of course as we grew up we grew apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;It wasnt' till I moved to GA, and shorlty there after her father had passed. He was flyin his "gyro" plane and ended up crashing into a Pilon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;At this time, I had only been in GA for several months and was in a terrible sitaution where I was unalbe to come for the funeral. I coulndt even think about it, beucase I was trying to live day to day and survive here; with out throwing in the towl and running back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;So as time went, I never got a chance to go home let alone get close enough to home to ever realy deal with the circumstances till some years had passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;And no, I didnt call, but I did send a card sayin how sorry I was.. My mom had told them the situation I was in, and there for understood; or so they say?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;It wasnt till rencently my cousin and her mother wrote my mother a note,to tell her (my mom) how selfish and spoiled I was!! Who the FUCK are they to tell my mom I was spolied when HER my cousin was the only child; and  at the same time  had to go home serveral times for her parents to bail her out of things.  R U KIDDING ME?!! The note was 4 pages long telling my mom how she (my aunt) had never really cared for OUR side of the family, and even had the nerve to tell my GRANDMOTHER; her Mother-inlaw  now that Sonny has passed would never really acknowlege the fact anymore that we were family...  These "bitches" live there in the same town and hasnt hardly went by to my grandma's house to see how shes doing. Now I get Linda (my aunt) was only married into the family, but Lisa if blood.. That was her fathers mothers, at least give her the respect she deserves! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;The letter was heartbreaking to my mother and my grandmother. I mean really, are they  just  to forget that was all said and done?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well I sure the FUCK didnt. Im sorry, but its one thing to tell me u dont like me and resent me for something, but dont u EVER tell my family that!!! EVER........ I dont give a fuck who U think U are! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;U dont fuck with my family!!!!!!!!!!!! PERIOD......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;So, my mother persues to tell me that it was my FATHERS idea to go.. They said that if Sonny was still alive they would go, and I said IF he was still alive some of this shit would have NEVER happend!... So I told them HE's NOT and that is bullshit.. My mom said that sometimes u jsut have to let it go, and forgive!! R U kiddinng me?!! I can agree with forgiving someone, but that doesnt mean I have to forget! I will never forget what they said... EVER!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;She had told me that Lisa (my cousin) had said she was sorry, but never gave me THAT the same token of sayin she's sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;My mom said I needed to respect there feelings and thoughts about there choice. I told them I did, but doesnt mean I dont have to like there choices.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well as I stand here today, I dread the day my Grandmother passes, she was and is still the only thing that binds our crazy family together. The shit will trully hit the fan!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;So on this surely I say untill you.. I hope that bitch chokes on her own spit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;And only will she say shes sorry to me, may I truly forget!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=transplantpeach" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Free Web Site Counter" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=transplantpeach&amp;s=party" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=transplantpeach&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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"Parting is such sweat sorrow".. I have to admit, the last 3 weeks haven't really been the bad!!! Well, except for the exception of my dear ol' "gram's".. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;I think I only had to take my Xanx like 3 times?!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;The last couple of days have been busy as all HELL!!! We have been in the streets spending money.. all w/end!!! Lord help us!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;To be honest, yesterday was my 1st time to visit our IKEA here.. Yes, I have looked at there books and had a wish list already made out; but had never been to one before! My home-gurl (KP) was the one actually who got me turned on to it I must say. (Yes Im sure there will be someone out there that will call me a sell out, but to you; Have a COKE and a smile! and take that!!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;We spent 4.5 hrs in that bitch looking around and shopping. I felt like a damn rat in a maze going around and around in there, but seemed to enjoy finding some good buys. To be honest, I cleaned house in there, if U get my drift!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;So we hit there, SAMS, Wally-world, Ross, Marshals, Best-Buy.. and where else did we go?!!!!!! Well, hell; u get the jest' of it!!! We ran our asses off....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;My computer came in today! So Im very excited about that! I have been with out a computer for , FOR EVER!!! Hell, when I blog, I do it at work.. Now isn't that something?!!! SAD, hugh?!!! So I guess I will attempt to put that together.. If not, I might need some help with that!.... YES, Im a dork!!! I don't know how to put a damn computer together... Now don't say SHIT!!!! However, I might need to ask my handy, smart, and TRUSTING friend for help?!!! (She knows who she is!!!!) Someone, who has done alot for me and I still THANK GOD for sending her into my life daily!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;So, after that; the only thing I have to wait on is my new bed!! Which doenst come in till next week!! I have been sleeping on a damn "futon"... But, better me than my folks!! I coulnt dream of putting them on it.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;So, now moving on.. So my "OrganzaSugarcube" sent me a link today, that was the end of line for me!!! Hell I don't know what other to call it, then "White Trash Olympics"... TOO FUNNY I might add... SAD, but funny as all hell!!! And the worst part, its held in in SOUTHERN GA... Need I say more?!!!! (Sugarcube) dont be afraid to add anything I might have missed!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************Your the BEST, my little 'Sugacube!!************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=transplantpeach" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Free Web Site Counter" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=transplantpeach&amp;s=party" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=transplantpeach&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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So I knew my grandma had issues and was having issues, but I guess I always thought my mom and dad were over doing it in telling me about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;Well, boy if I didn't get a wake up call this morning...So, I was laying there and sleeping hella' good, when the phone started ringing around 7is AM I would say?! So.. I laid there and went back to sleep when it rang again..well I laid there even longer cussing to myself about the phone ringing and wish it would stop! So, it stopped but only to ring again 15 mins' latter! Well I had, had ENOUGH and at that time knew who it was.. It was my gram's calling the conversation went like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;me: yes grandma what do you want? (very pissy tone I might add!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;her: is your dad there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;me: yes, he is; and he is asleep!We are ALL trying to sleep, what do U want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;her: well the cops are on there way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;me: (laughing out loud), FBI too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;her: yes, they are.. U better watch out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;me: well they were supposed to be here &lt;strong&gt;yesterday&lt;/strong&gt; and they never showed.. are u sure u told them were he was?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;her: well there on there way, and there after your mother too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;me: oh really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;her: yes.. and can you believe your dear precious mother is trying to kill me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;me: oh really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;her: yeah, a lot of people know that! even the people from her church know about it, why would she try and do that to me?! I have never been nothing but nice to her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;me: u don't say.. now are u done, this is crazy, HELL your crazy.. go back to bed and QUIT calling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;her: well there coming, they wrote checks on my account, and now there is &lt;strong&gt;NO money&lt;/strong&gt;.. and your mother, your mother took my ring.. she STOLE it from me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;me: no she didn't, &lt;strong&gt;because I have it!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;her: (she stammered around) and then sayin why did I take it?!! I had my own rings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;me: (I laughed so hard saying) yeah what ever, now if your done.. I'm hanging the phone up.. (then hung up on her!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;..O.k. I know she is OLD but give me a break.. Jeez'..I cant believe it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;So needless to say about the time, the folks got up shortly there after.. and asked me what was going on, I told her it was U know who.. So they laughed and asked me what had happened.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;I proceeded to tell them, and mom said she would call her and see what was going on.So she proceeded to call and her conversation went like this:(Now granted its a one sided conversation I can hear, but U can get the 'jest of it by what she says!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;my mom: yes, I heard you called this moring.. what is it you want or need?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;my mom: oh really? well they never showed up yesterday (she called yesterday clamming the same thing) are you sure u gave them the right address?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;my mom: I have not tried to kill you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;my mom: oh, u have proof? photos? really? well I would love to talk to your neighbor who have this pic's... which neighbor is it? why cant you tell me who it is, and give me her number so I can call and talk to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;my mom: yes there is money in the bank, and which bank did you go to? who took you to the back, because I know U didn't drive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;my mom: well u must have went to the wrong bank.. and yes! your right we did take your ring! A.J (my father) took it and put it up in the bank vault! U dont need to wear it, and further more you cant even get the ring over you knuckle! (yes my mom does have her ring! my father gave it to her to wear.. my father has the power of attonery of her (grams) and she had told him that when she coulndt wear it anymore, she wanted my mother to have it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;my mom: well I tell you what, when we get back we can meet up with you neighbor who took the pictures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;my mom: u want to speak with A.J.. sure.. hold on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;my dad: now why are you doing this? this is not gonna make us come home any quicker, so just stop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;my dad: your little tricks are not gonna work, keep it up; and I will have the POLICE come for you and put you away....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;my dad: well, were not coming home! and that is that.. your not spoiling our time here and that is that, further more about your damn ring; if our not careful we might just "hock" it and keep the money!!!.. CLICK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;Well, as you can see my folks have a problem on there hands.. I feel really bad for them..Lord knows; I would have put her ass in a home a LONG time ago. And further more, they know when they get like that, they are packing there bags and Im dropping them off at the local "Holiday Inn". And I might splurge on their birthday or the holiday and take them to the " Embassy Suites" if there lucky. I told them, they have a laundry service,and the usually have a local shuttle to take them to the mall or were ever they want to go. Also that gives them a chance to meet new people ALL the time and visit with them too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;Well as you can see I have alot on my plate right now, with my parental units here and then dealing with grams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;Im sure I will be posting again VERY soon.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=transplantpeach" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Free Web Site Counter" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=transplantpeach&amp;s=party" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=transplantpeach&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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No more said about that.. that sums it all up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Friday: took the day off from work, because it was "Bring your child to work" Day.. and needless to say, since I DONT DO kids, I decided that would be a wonderful day to have off! Needless to say, I just laid up and enjoyed the day off! Nothing much other than that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Saturday... well; let me begin with it started out as a normal day! Did my weekly yard duties of mowing and weed-eating, and trying to clean up the flower beds as well. Thank God it was not to hot! There was a beautiful breeze blowing and it wasn't humid.. (Like it usually here is in GA) so.. anyway, I did that and came inside and cleaned up and chilled for a bit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We (me, my home-gurl, and her man) had mad plans on getting "tatt's" latter that day; so we had made plans to met up with 'buddy and go from there. Well needless to say that fell thru for the day, but decied to reschedule for Sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So that being said, I thought I would just go back home and chill. So me and my homegurl said if anything came up she would give me a buzz. So, I was OK, and went oh my way.... So a few hours latter she called and said get ready we have plans! And I was cool!!! So I got dressed and met up with her about 45 mins latter. Well, she told me we were gonna ck out a new Sushi/Martini/Nite-club and met up with some folks there. Well by this time, SUSHI was ALL I HEARD!! I had been craving it for the last couple ofweeks, and that was music to my ears! So, we left and went on our marry way! Well we showed up, and the valet guy said there was not alot of people and would probally want to leave. We then advised him that was our 1st time there and that was fine. We proceeded in, and he was right , there wasn't a crowd there.. but it was nice! So we proceeded in, and found a table and shortly there-after our friends showed up. Long story short; we were eating our Sushi and was sitting by the dance floor and this.... GUY came out of NO WHERE and then proceeded to do only God knows what?!! I swear they had just let me out of the looney bin or something?!!! HE WAS ON CRACK I would have sworn by it!! Needless to say, it provided entertainment for ALL who watched! He was ALL over the floor.. Needless to say, he was not the only one on the floor who gave us a site to see. We had some gurl doing the moon walk! Then the same gurl proceeded to do some pole dancing, which needless to say, had NO CLUE of what was going on and really needed not to be on the pole dancing, let alone on the floor!! But the whole time, the DJ was cranking out some old school music that was the BOMB!!! He pulled out some shit I had forgot about it.. not to mention stuff that made me fell so damn old!!! But needless to say, it was by far a great time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sunday... I got my tat'!! So needless to say Im happy, and its done! However, it leads me to I really want another and it will be my last!! That will leave me with 6. It has to be an even #, as to why I dont know? But it just sounds good to me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know you probally reading this, and going that wasn't that fun or u may say; that was boring, but believe me; you had to have been there to REALLY enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;So now the count down has officially started! SUNDAY.. they will e here, for 3 WEEKS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Build it, and they will come! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=transplantpeach" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Free Web Site Counter" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=transplantpeach&amp;s=party" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=transplantpeach&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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NOT GUILTY??'/><author><name>"the ONE and ONLY"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853140942233213769</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13342889.post-111852131506265753</id><published>2005-06-11T13:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T15:21:55.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thought, althought a little harsh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, Im sitting here at work listing to the TV and cking the "net Im hearing stories of the gurl lost in Aruba....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So as I sit here and ponder, I know some of you will think Im a harsh bitch and think I am wrong, and who should keep there mouth shut! ........................ this thought comes to mind! (This should make for great conversation!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SO.. as many people say... If this had been some other female/ male of differenct race, has or hasnt money.. Would there have been the enhanced SEARCH that there is now/ was  for this female?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;As things come out, and Im sure WE WILL never know the CORRECT story or what REALLY happend.. the thought comes to mind with the info we have as of NOW, is ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;From what we know, she was a single white female, on a graduation retreat, very smart, with ALOT OF FRIENDS..... (and of course from a upper middle income family)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;IF she was sooo smart and had friends around her, why in the WORLD did they let her go off with the men/boys?!!!! Im sorry, but if that was my HOMEGURL, there is  NO WAY IN HELL  I would have let her have went off like that!  *** Again Im sure we wont know what happend EXACTLY, but damn now! The story is she was a little drunk and had wondererd off and was looking for a ride home. Im sorry, why would you get so drunk in a forigen place with no HOME gurls around to keep in eye on you?!! ohh.. this makes me mad!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Look a friend is someone who has your back thru thick and thin.. especaily if your ass has been drinking!!! What the hell?! That means u need to step up to the plate and make sure he/ or she is covered and not stumbling around like a dumb ass or  getting caught on "gurls gone wild" if you know what I mean?! IF your gurl is "toxic" step up and handle it! No if and or buts. Now dont get me wrong its not aways easy, but you need to do what u have to do!  If that means you gotta get some one else out your crew to step in and help, then you need to do just that! There is nothing worse seenin some gurl acting like an ass, and  not seeing her crew step up to the plate and handle things. This means even holding her hair as she throws up! Get my point?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well liike I said we dont know the story, but from what I gather.. If they were really her friends WHERE IN THE HELL WERE THEY, AND WHY WOULD THEY LET HER GET INTO A CAR?!!! This just makes NO sence to me.. Its a sad story as to what has happened to her, or to any other  person that this has happend too... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It just makes you think... WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE?!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why do people do what they do?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=transplantpeach" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Free Web Site Counter" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=transplantpeach&amp;s=party" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=transplantpeach&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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The whole thought of the "tree" is pretty much on point with me!.. Go figure.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Birthday Calculator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You entered: 12/3/1971&lt;br /&gt;You were born on a Fridayunder the astrological sign Sagittarius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Your Life path number is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.astrology-numerology.com/num-lifepath.html#lp6"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Julian calendar date of your birth is 2441288.5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:popUp("&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;golden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; number for 1971 is 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:popUp("&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;epact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; number for 1971 is 3.The year 1971 was not a leap year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;As of 6/9/2005 1:45:04 PM CDTYou are 33 years old. You are 402 months old. You are 1,749 weeks old. You are 12,242 days old. You are 293,821 hours old. You are 17,629,305 minutes old. You are 1,057,758,304 seconds old. There are 177 days till your next birthdayon which your cake will have 34 candles on it. Those 34 candles produce 34 BTU's,or 8,568 calories of heat (that's only 8.5680 food Calories!) . You can boil 3.89 US ounces of water with that many candles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Your birth tree is:&lt;br /&gt;Hornbeam, the good taste&lt;br /&gt;Of cool beauty, cares for its looks and condition, good taste, tends to egoism, makes life as comfortable as possible, leads reasonable, disciplined life, looks for kindness, an emotional partner and acknowledgment, dreams of unusual lovers, is seldom happy with her feelings, mistrusts most people, is never sure of its decisions, very conscientious.There are 199 days till Christmas 2005!The moon's phase on the day you wereborn was waning gibbous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/acro/acronymquiz.php"&gt;What Does Your Name Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICHELE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is for&lt;br /&gt;Magnificent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is for&lt;br /&gt;Inspirational&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is for&lt;br /&gt;Casual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is for&lt;br /&gt;Humorous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is for&lt;br /&gt;Ebullient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is for&lt;br /&gt;Luscious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is for&lt;br /&gt;Elegant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=transplantpeach" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Free Web Site Counter" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=transplantpeach&amp;s=party" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=transplantpeach&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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Anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Names I go by:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;1. Mic'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;2. Ashe sista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;3. Kansas.. take a wild guess?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite things I like to wear:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. flip-flops in the summer! ( I got cute toes, and there comfortable to wear!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. jewlery! (you can make or break an outfit with jewlery!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. earings.. my grandmother said you should never leave the house with out them, and she said you shoulnd go out the house with out your LIPSTICK either?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Favorite parts of my body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;....... R U kidding me? do people really have parts of there body they really like?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Well, I like my eyes; I guess?! MY mom says there brown, becuase Im full of shit for the most part!!! I do like my cute little toes!!! and I think I have good hair!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Parts of my body I wish I could change:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;...... WHERE DO I START?!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here are some other 'insites" about me... Honestly, I really dont give a 2cents whether you like me or not! Im Me, and that is all I can be!! (sounds kinda familar,hugh?!) anway. Im very loyal to my friends, but to be honest; I dont really have many friends, hell; actually I would say I would have only 1 GOOD/ BEST friend. Now dont get me wrong, I have friends, but I have only 1 I could could call day or nite, and know she would have my back! I find it gets to dramtic for me, where there are alot of femals involoved! Belive me, jsut ask me about my crazy on again off again friend "Amies"..Please dont make me go there.. But anyway. Im very open and honest with everyone I meet, so if you dont want to know what I think PLEASE dont ask me, becuase more inlikely you'l hear something you didnt want to hear or never expecited to hear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you know Im an "only" child, and YES; to answer your questions.. Was I spoiled; I wasnt spolied, I am BLESSED!! (there is a differnce!) and was I lonley.. NO!!! As far as family, its very important to me! I would actauly like to get closer to home some day. My folks are getting older, and I guess I need to get back home so I can take care of them... OH GOD, just the thought! Now dont get me wrong, I love my folks, but Im sure you will hear stories of my folks. Infact there coming the end of this month, and I WILL BE WRITTING OF THINGS TO COME.. I swear, I already went to the doctor to get my "Xanex" filled again!! Just incase they creep up ealry!!! Well. I guess that is it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well that is jsut a little insite to me/ about me.. Hope you learnt a little something?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=transplantpeach" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Free Web Site Counter" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=transplantpeach&amp;s=party" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=transplantpeach&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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