<?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-8376020314665905439</id><updated>2012-01-29T11:33:00.947-05:00</updated><category term='rants'/><category term='work shit'/><category term='Dating'/><category term='Relationshits'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='rambling'/><category term='Friends and Family'/><category term='None'/><category term='Q&apos;s Wonderful World of Sex'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Me Stuff'/><title type='text'>It's Q's World</title><subtitle type='html'>The things that happen to me, what I get from them plus a variety of rants, my friends' insights, rave reviews, things that annoy me, my family et al.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>466</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-7539968940859409345</id><published>2011-12-31T01:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T01:09:47.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the one about xmas and such</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/W3uJ6co6VuU" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Mas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fine Ok Fine look, I look a mess and a quarter: I Present to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A GANG OF ASSHOLES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bg-EASLCuX0/Tv6U_blM7pI/AAAAAAAABHs/5JLljHDk5Lc/s1600/DSCF1264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bg-EASLCuX0/Tv6U_blM7pI/AAAAAAAABHs/5JLljHDk5Lc/s320/DSCF1264.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZGl9HTg6fg/Tv6WeNO8I2I/AAAAAAAABH0/UmvVqPCuMyU/s1600/DSCF1265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZGl9HTg6fg/Tv6WeNO8I2I/AAAAAAAABH0/UmvVqPCuMyU/s320/DSCF1265.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I havent seen this guy since we were tiny babies in a picture, I am chummy tho cause his dad got me DRUNK on Jameson&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3L7t0UJIjf8/Tv6d4VOpECI/AAAAAAAABIY/ntM_Ao5_-zE/s320/DSCF1240.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lvlUL6xf2vw/Tv6e4UCbHLI/AAAAAAAABIg/96SGry_HQ5s/s1600/DSCF1274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lvlUL6xf2vw/Tv6e4UCbHLI/AAAAAAAABIg/96SGry_HQ5s/s320/DSCF1274.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--8tekmE5HOE/Tv6fwZXw5uI/AAAAAAAABIo/ji3-CophaVw/s1600/DSCF1284.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--8tekmE5HOE/Tv6fwZXw5uI/AAAAAAAABIo/ji3-CophaVw/s320/DSCF1284.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K2rxvC2G9RE/Tv6gwAa5OQI/AAAAAAAABIw/HawJpJW6pwY/s1600/DSCF1290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K2rxvC2G9RE/Tv6gwAa5OQI/AAAAAAAABIw/HawJpJW6pwY/s320/DSCF1290.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we got shitty presents except we gave the girls Dance whatever 3 so we got My aunts and all the women doing Party Rock and I Feel Love in Tandem ... Horrid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways look, 3 new wave covers a new boyfriend in my head and a goddess named Merrill Garbus ( Can you conceive someone from the US of A making something that sounds SO&amp;nbsp; multi culti?) so let us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RB7pOymUDyE" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I wanted to tell her-Holy Ghost!: Well... EVERYTHING about this song/video is &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Original by Ministry, I advice these things be all downloaded plus the OGs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-ykTBa-T9eI" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half a Person-Greg Laswell: A BEAUTIFUL sweet sweet cover of The Smiths &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/h7ZBygcSBzE" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Blood- Birdie: Originally by Naked and Famous, her voice reminds me of Lykke Li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now New Boyfriend, is James Blake,&amp;nbsp; love the Voice, his vibe and sound, the pretty fey voice thing doesn't hurt my eyes, I need a boy like that to whip into manhood, the Bear Jew Trainer thinks so too.. if only i could get over my REVULSION to young men, But I digress, his Cover of Feist's The Limit to Your Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oOT2-OTebx0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New GF In my head is as i said Before Merrill Garbus, cause&amp;nbsp; this tUnE yArDs&amp;nbsp; W H O K I L L cd rivals Anything that like... M.I.A could&amp;nbsp; put out in EVERY Respect with Awesome Lyrics and her voice is SO rich and How could anyone not love this vid......&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YQ1LI-NTa2s" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get hot for kids and i LOVED it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-7539968940859409345?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7539968940859409345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=7539968940859409345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/7539968940859409345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/7539968940859409345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/bleh-no-mas-ok-fine-look-i-look-mess.html' title='the one about xmas and such'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/W3uJ6co6VuU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-4937534581702437496</id><published>2011-12-02T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T23:37:17.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vlog and Pics, just sleepless rambles</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BocCtcX0DmY" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so then here are some pics as per whatever the fuck I just ranted on and on&amp;nbsp; just now, let.s call em, Vignettes of Mah Life?? yeah Ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-94g6rKItp_0/Ttmd1tSe1SI/AAAAAAAABCs/WQD23kwcNrQ/s1600/IMG1001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-94g6rKItp_0/Ttmd1tSe1SI/AAAAAAAABCs/WQD23kwcNrQ/s320/IMG1001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I Honestly had ONE small Plate, Yeah I turned up in Leopard Print&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the next day I went out with Tia Lusy &amp;amp; Co. for a little bit.. I Saw this shit and had to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tO9oy_GBk_E/Ttmd7n3sciI/AAAAAAAABC0/XNOQtuE4CuA/s1600/IMG1007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tO9oy_GBk_E/Ttmd7n3sciI/AAAAAAAABC0/XNOQtuE4CuA/s320/IMG1007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8IUXtHSoYn8/TtmeBCCCXsI/AAAAAAAABC8/2ghUyM16-yA/s1600/IMG1027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Bookshelf from Ikea, why did i do this at like 11pm at night???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8IUXtHSoYn8/TtmeBCCCXsI/AAAAAAAABC8/2ghUyM16-yA/s1600/IMG1027.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8IUXtHSoYn8/TtmeBCCCXsI/AAAAAAAABC8/2ghUyM16-yA/s320/IMG1027.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iC0GfIWuTBE/TtmeESNJTRI/AAAAAAAABDE/hqGd-BWo2ZY/s1600/IMG1028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iC0GfIWuTBE/TtmeESNJTRI/AAAAAAAABDE/hqGd-BWo2ZY/s320/IMG1028.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AMaa8QVWpS4/TtmeJ4J4mGI/AAAAAAAABDM/Q3cSneLZ94A/s1600/IMG1030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AMaa8QVWpS4/TtmeJ4J4mGI/AAAAAAAABDM/Q3cSneLZ94A/s320/IMG1030.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nexxus Thingie for the hair... seems to help Is STUPID soft right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ROBJJyCYN5M/Ttmelf9oe1I/AAAAAAAABD8/ezYT8Bwd-XQ/s1600/IMG1063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ROBJJyCYN5M/Ttmelf9oe1I/AAAAAAAABD8/ezYT8Bwd-XQ/s320/IMG1063.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aside: I'm newly converted to these soy Cube Things!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rj9lAASKqw8/TtmewG6CeII/AAAAAAAABEM/IKv5ICYuHn0/s1600/IMG1072.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rj9lAASKqw8/TtmewG6CeII/AAAAAAAABEM/IKv5ICYuHn0/s320/IMG1072.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought in Walgreens, smells A LOT!!, and is EXTREMELY reusable, you put them in the burner like you would oil, so it melts but doesn't evaporate then it gets solid again&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BLnM8m_Mvb4/Ttmerog577I/AAAAAAAABEE/y3zQmaDZaLg/s1600/IMG1071.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BLnM8m_Mvb4/Ttmerog577I/AAAAAAAABEE/y3zQmaDZaLg/s320/IMG1071.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I've used the same cubes 3 times and they still smell strong!!! I think I know who I'm giving some this Xmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, Nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dKMFdRtkDnY/Ttmiwof1VuI/AAAAAAAABE0/E5pGe3tUdAw/s1600/1322494266864.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dKMFdRtkDnY/Ttmiwof1VuI/AAAAAAAABE0/E5pGe3tUdAw/s320/1322494266864.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My Boss was acting RIDICULOUS about it Like extra Happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which nicely segues into: Yesterday i cleaned up my Nail Bag.. and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nMS-mQoIT5o/TtmfFD5fviI/AAAAAAAABEs/cBnwhrWaz5g/s1600/IMG1088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nMS-mQoIT5o/TtmfFD5fviI/AAAAAAAABEs/cBnwhrWaz5g/s320/IMG1088.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i have a problem, I'm officially on a moratorium at least 6 months, this is stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also stupid?: EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS FAX that was sent to our office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0CaAXc_6LDU/Ttme-8QhgzI/AAAAAAAABEk/l6d7tj9XUyg/s1600/IMG1084.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0CaAXc_6LDU/Ttme-8QhgzI/AAAAAAAABEk/l6d7tj9XUyg/s320/IMG1084.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tvtvUlvxZXg/Ttme0LgDMBI/AAAAAAAABEU/AK2KgU5YW0E/s1600/IMG1081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tvtvUlvxZXg/Ttme0LgDMBI/AAAAAAAABEU/AK2KgU5YW0E/s320/IMG1081.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YZbht3GcM2o/Ttme4v5ryWI/AAAAAAAABEc/-iJ6_-Wtfpk/s1600/IMG1083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YZbht3GcM2o/Ttme4v5ryWI/AAAAAAAABEc/-iJ6_-Wtfpk/s320/IMG1083.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please get into it, feel free to tell me EVERYTHING that's wrong with it in the comments section&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what else is stupid?? Forcing my uncheery rude ass to put up your fucking xmas tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck my Boss for that... now he is threatening with bringing me an unsolicited Cuckoo Clock from Germany??? why? Give me fucking Xmas money, ugh ... Ugh ( I'm angry cause I might work sunday and I already had a huge fight with him today, he was being a cunt, I hung up on him then he tried to " Make Up" at which point I told him and I Quote: &lt;i style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm 31 years old, I'm not a kid and CERTAINLY not your kid, you don't even have to apologize for scolding me cause you are not my father you don't scold me I don't get talked to like a kid and That's NEVER gonna be ok period&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;...... he then tried to kiss ass all day, I was Barely talking to his stupid ass)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsOsdvcy1pY/TtmeajwzPOI/AAAAAAAABDk/XgOBspZCA34/s1600/IMG1052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsOsdvcy1pY/TtmeajwzPOI/AAAAAAAABDk/XgOBspZCA34/s320/IMG1052.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It looks Like Xmas Vomited on a plastic tree additionally I dont fucking get why where these his Ornaments?! Bears? Elephants? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UuAc7-4oLOM/Ttmi1rPFSmI/AAAAAAAABE8/F2PbMdD6ZyY/s1600/1322502126294.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UuAc7-4oLOM/Ttmi1rPFSmI/AAAAAAAABE8/F2PbMdD6ZyY/s320/1322502126294.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was Pretty Pissed cause wtf, then I sneezed the whole rest of the week after opening that shit &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xei8dWiaZG8/TtmeOwIHtxI/AAAAAAAABDU/VAPU0GQrDeU/s1600/IMG1048.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xei8dWiaZG8/TtmeOwIHtxI/AAAAAAAABDU/VAPU0GQrDeU/s320/IMG1048.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;These shitty chicken wire ass ........Tinsel? what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KSfBbYS2iho/TtmeTiLFKWI/AAAAAAAABDc/l866uatWPGw/s1600/IMG1050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KSfBbYS2iho/TtmeTiLFKWI/AAAAAAAABDc/l866uatWPGw/s320/IMG1050.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally Nicely segueing into Orneriness: Delight yourself on this Aggressive Ass Cuddler ( Thans to La for that one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mW1E2iqQdLs/TtmegdaFwkI/AAAAAAAABD0/gmhVwuXbbWk/s1600/IMG1057.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mW1E2iqQdLs/TtmegdaFwkI/AAAAAAAABD0/gmhVwuXbbWk/s320/IMG1057.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zrBGoD1Mcs8/TtmedcuLDLI/AAAAAAAABDs/my-cHArf7RU/s1600/IMG1055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zrBGoD1Mcs8/TtmedcuLDLI/AAAAAAAABDs/my-cHArf7RU/s320/IMG1055.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Yeah This was a post brought to you by lameness and boredom... 2 Asides Big as hell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttercup told me she is sending me an Xmas card, she said the NICEST thing about me and my other blog being a big help,&amp;nbsp; smiled big as hell just typing that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous to that&amp;nbsp; My Gay Boo in my head @JAAAAAWSH&amp;nbsp; ( really he is EVERYTHING in my head, fearless, vulgar, brother-in-pornlove, fabulous, hip!!) told me the nicest thing a couple weeks ago, is the kind of loveboost that you remember for the crappy days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music Now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye Bitches did you know my Spirit Animal, Florence Welch has a new cd called Ceremonials?? Is AMAZING and this is coming from someone that STANNED on "Lungs", I'll do her whole Cd some other Moment, Right this second Tho? I'm in Love Heartbroken, shocked, obsessed with her Cover of Take Care, Yep that Drake Sensitive Thug shit?.. Is Like a new beautimonous luminous song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EWuh73ReGuc" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florence + the machine = Take Care Cover... See? Compare to Original ( a SWEEEETTT track but this is something else entirely) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also i got this Chilled house Ministry of House thing&amp;nbsp; and in OBSESSED with it, 3 cuts in Particular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numero Uno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sYugGU6Vimg" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groove Armada- El Padrino: They are a stand by on my Zune but this was remixed nice in that collection &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numero Dos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Marshall Jefferson Vs Noosa Heads - Mushrooms (Salt City Orchestra Out There Mix)"&gt;Marshall Jefferson Vs Noosa Heads - Mushrooms (Salt City Orchestra Out There Mix): The Story is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Marshall Jefferson Vs Noosa Heads - Mushrooms (Salt City Orchestra Out There Mix)"&gt;Numero Tres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Marshall Jefferson Vs Noosa Heads - Mushrooms (Salt City Orchestra Out There Mix)"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cOAUc4smTxc" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Marshall Jefferson Vs Noosa Heads - Mushrooms (Salt City Orchestra Out There Mix)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Sharam Feat  Kid Cudi   She Came Along  Reup Club Mix  Dj Dem Rok vob"&gt;Sharam Feat  Kid Cudi   She Came Along  Reup Club Mix  Dj Dem Rok vob: Listen... Listen This shit Is so Yum yum yums some congas in there Kid Is super stupid funny this stuff when you run is Glorious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-4937534581702437496?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4937534581702437496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=4937534581702437496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4937534581702437496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4937534581702437496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/vlog-and-pics-just-sleepless-rambles.html' title='Vlog and Pics, just sleepless rambles'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/BocCtcX0DmY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-1833740347697539196</id><published>2011-11-09T10:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T12:14:29.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I might as well post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;...since the work computer is all being fixed and such, basically my boss fucked it up now he is paying for his stupid squirrelly antics is all (he wanted to spy on me, then he put some crap in my comp. That fucked it all up)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This weekend will be my cousin (my first babycakes)&amp;#160; 15th bday , we are taking her to mai kai for polynesian food and dance, some of us (my mother, sister) all the sudden have other priorities... Oh Well, I cant exactly spare but how many times does one's practical kid is a Quincea&amp;#241;era? So that&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also OMG YOU GUYS I FINALLT GOT APPROVED AND SIGNED A LOAN MODIFICATION! NOT PARTICULARLY FORGIVING BUT BUT A PAYMENT SO SO SO DUMB LOW that I can, cover it, save, pay bills, I also could rent it out in time and make money, so idk, im not tied or super invested in it but couches and car next, also maybe I can fix the floors, who knows, there are possibilities as fuck all the sudden!, I feel relieved!, happy!.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now then MAN SHIT:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A) The Principal, poor thing, tried me again, DENIED!, Convenience and FLAT OUT NICENESS and that sexstuff about me first, Outperformed the Dom!.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;B) THE NERDY BRIT hit me up too, hours from one another omg believe you me fresh as a fall breezy day talking about: "believe it or not I JUST GOT BACK FROM 2 months in Alaska am I still interested in him coming to fuck the bejeezus outta me"&amp;#160; AS IF! I mean THAT cack WAS amazing and mostly I want to ask him about his INCREDIBLE COLOGNE&amp;#160; but you know me, nil efforts make the bitch in me come out..DENIED (Altthough omg,that accent tho!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;C) My stalker (member, illiterate guy non stop text after the date that wasnt cause my battery died? The one that asked me to pick him up to the airport two weeks after that when I radio silenced him?) FINALLY stopped texting me, I was so over the daily, ignorant shit (and mms messages of him jacking off which couldnt be blocked and were exactly as nasty a sound as you imagine, and the deputizing ghetto friends to hit me up)....he stopped texting cause I faked him out, I totally asked who was this texting my MINOR SON and that we were going to the police with this as this was a new phone!, he is dumb enough.he believed, but im also a good enough actress that I stuck to it!, it worked with Weezy itll work here&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;D) Speaking off! Omg I went to tag myself on the d.c pics monie put up and randomly wondered about that Fucko, Weezy... And OMG I HOPE YOU ARE SITTING BUT YUCK! He made a baby, A GIRL BABY!! A GIRL BABY THAT LOOKS TO BE IN THE 6 OR 9 MONTHS RANGE!! Amazing non? Makes me think: karma, timelines (YOWZA!, I FEEL LIKE A DRAFT DODGER) how he closed his profile in fb shortly after I defriended him, called him a mistake and faked him out with the phone thing? last idk decish? Jan? And locked it tight from all that stupid shit and trying to hit it with all them "friends" he had there after he got together with a homely looking girl with bad skin?, we are talking a span of weeks, well also I&amp;#160; feel like it confirms all them jokes Gem had about this guy trying to lock up something and be extra, trying to get me to meet his mom (??, member that DESPERATION MOVE?), spend the night (member those poor hostessing skills?), then ask me out after I blatantly said NO? , Also how MANY EFFING TIMES HE TRIED TO RAW DOG ME THOSE DAYS, OMG I FAIL TO COUNT, luckily I take pills like tic tac and happen to be part of the Will.I.Am Tacky Bitches league so NO. I MEAN IT FRIENDS, THIS WAS A BULLET DODGED (this would make mami foam at the mouth cause lately she has been a fucking HARPY about lipo and/or why at 38 if I got no man,&amp;#160; why not just impregnate mtself from whomever? Is she fucking crazy you ask? Yes, is this always? Any time we are alone? Why? Apparently I treat my niece and nephew "too nice".... Yeah, she is a jerk)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E) Lurch is going away for FOUR weeks...I was sorta itchy about what is expected of me during this interim, cause wtf!, but he TOTALLY put me at ease, he came from atl last week and took me to lunch, then sexy times at night (omg I had to go too this groupon peel thing.... My.skin.was.raw) but he patiently waited home with spike, yummy Chinese, and, um, somehow easy breezy and such, he got my spare key, which you know, how goddamned squirrelly, uncomfortable I just generally am with these things, all I can think of is: is hard not to like someone being nice, schmoopie with you or for me, to return in kind, good behavior, I think im gwtting nicer in my old age, no? But honestly, Lurch is being pretty perfect, he is sweet, well mannered, attentive, schmoopie, ADORABLE WITH SPIKE, lets me grind on his face whatever length of time, pegging (um hm), porn sharing, he took amazing AMAZING pics of spicky, talks very very openly about whatever I ask, exes, sex, his family, last night was even showing me stuff from when he was a kid and a young dude in the marines and such, cute shit. So yeah my natural personality is rather skittish with guys which in turn makes me highly suspect, well he told me over lunch the other day: "I shut that profile down, cause I cant have you thinking im out there in search of better than you" ... Which... Great and stuff but I was sorta worrying cause... If he leaves im all stuck? Bueno La said I had to speak up and I actually don't know why I was all bubble gutty about it I mean So&amp;#160; last night we are makingboutvin the couch and such and he says that if I want we can find us a guy.. So.... I can have my ULTIMATE SUPER FANTASYBimmf!&amp;#160; (Trust me my gfs have heard me on and on aboutvthis for years! Is a broken, slutty record, yes I want the to touch, kiss, um do things to each other, me, all of us but evidently we'd have to legwork it for the guy that likes,both things equally, Lurch agrees to a lot of whats on my list, willing to go with the flow) Im like COOOOOLLLL but then after sex I sorta ask how come.... Idk what I said maybe something like im not the one wanting extras at the moment just yet, or we were going over how is not been said is exclusive but surely looks that way, but also,um... He IS leaving sat....he said: "oh me? fuck that, im WAY TOO HAPPY WITH YOU so my job is to keep you pleased but I know your hunger and appetite is WAY OUT THERE and I cant dock you for that when I like you and it so much , so im trying to be flexible, I dont wanna share you but I am a realist and Ive also got no right to tell you to hold off for me so I know you might and I wanna keep things open to where, you can tell me about it, or we do it together whatever you need" ( I was feeling kind of constrained truth be told wondering&amp;#160; wtf was I supposed to do here but ME BEING ME I didnt want to bring this up) just him not being a dick period&amp;#160; and telling me i'm not judged, double standared, subject to bullshit, might mean I might actually chillax with it, but HELLO I can fully option to go to fetish party or swingers club etc.... How can I not appreciate that?! Excellent!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-1833740347697539196?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1833740347697539196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=1833740347697539196' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/1833740347697539196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/1833740347697539196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-might-as-well-post.html' title='I might as well post...'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-4569611735873507940</id><published>2011-10-31T01:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T01:50:44.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Time feat.. La, Monie, DC &amp; the Bully</title><content type='html'>Dear Friends I Have VERY MANY PICTURES FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Let's Start with&amp;nbsp; the ones from DC, DC was AMAZING, the weather was AWESOME, I get to see my girls who I was dying to see and had a countdown going so I could tackle hug these whores, st Of I saw Mon at the Airport which i proceeded to act all manner of Foolish, then we gathered with La and proceeded to manhandle her Boobs, we met Her MOST TALL EVER FRIEND, Nice Guy, he drove us around a bit so I got to see some sights, I was acting like an unruly HIGH child in the backseat and everyone indulges me in my IDIOCY so Of course everything all weekend that was in the sky was LOOK QQ, IS PRESIDENT CHOCOLATE CINNAMON! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ikZscoai17M/Tq4Ybuvpd0I/AAAAAAAAA9s/kA04zftT85g/s1600/DSCF1004.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ikZscoai17M/Tq4Ybuvpd0I/AAAAAAAAA9s/kA04zftT85g/s320/DSCF1004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so I could squee and act stupid, every.Time!! I swear I don't Act like a grown woman!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W8znn6dGPfo/Tq3bdXGhK7I/AAAAAAAAA2k/VADCEK4JiV0/s1600/DSCF1007.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W8znn6dGPfo/Tq3bdXGhK7I/AAAAAAAAA2k/VADCEK4JiV0/s320/DSCF1007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lc1Dy35hh3A/Tq3a2cQ3j7I/AAAAAAAAA2c/mUe0QELIgNI/s1600/DSCF1006.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lc1Dy35hh3A/Tq3a2cQ3j7I/AAAAAAAAA2c/mUe0QELIgNI/s320/DSCF1006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5yCfLCATl5g/Tq3Z2zyoFCI/AAAAAAAAA2U/4LK3xjnwDnw/s1600/DSCF1005.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5yCfLCATl5g/Tq3Z2zyoFCI/AAAAAAAAA2U/4LK3xjnwDnw/s320/DSCF1005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....then we decamped at the hotel ( OMG our Check in Guy SOOOOOO HAWT, he became our counter boyfriend....... in our heads Anyways)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnvhF8uzqXo/Tq4Lp4pDwNI/AAAAAAAAA9M/9eVmtbiQNYo/s1600/315080_2412098776124_1060893910_2695682_429621301_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PZtfzqlctNk/Tq3cIK4pGuI/AAAAAAAAA2s/xZkhjqMGrbI/s1600/DSCF1009.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PZtfzqlctNk/Tq3cIK4pGuI/AAAAAAAAA2s/xZkhjqMGrbI/s320/DSCF1009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our Hotel Hooked up by La was Amazeballs and then Mon, being the camera Mistress that she is , she made these amazing Portraits&amp;nbsp; like Bam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnvhF8uzqXo/Tq4Lp4pDwNI/AAAAAAAAA9M/9eVmtbiQNYo/s1600/315080_2412098776124_1060893910_2695682_429621301_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnvhF8uzqXo/Tq4Lp4pDwNI/AAAAAAAAA9M/9eVmtbiQNYo/s320/315080_2412098776124_1060893910_2695682_429621301_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We Stayed by Chinatown which ... so Cute/cool/busy/city/POW! i really think we should just move there and walk around the pretty Buildings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VQSYezy8JWk/Tq3c4WUsyQI/AAAAAAAAA20/YOPUseu2qlg/s1600/DSCF1012.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VQSYezy8JWk/Tq3c4WUsyQI/AAAAAAAAA20/YOPUseu2qlg/s320/DSCF1012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I Did love DC I also ended up walking SO MUCH that all I wanted was a bed for a week, We walked Inhumanely much but it was so COOL, OMG we saw a Secret Service Earpiece and all Dude and BELIEVE ME , we were SQUEALING LIKE KIDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were Mah DC nails, I know, Priorities be STRAIGHT ( Big Ups to Reese for instructing me on my mani cause she s STUPID CREATIVE on these matters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7t4dOcSs6-c/Tq3ZHlAJa_I/AAAAAAAAA2M/c6O7bHB0s7g/s1600/DSCF1002.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7t4dOcSs6-c/Tq3ZHlAJa_I/AAAAAAAAA2M/c6O7bHB0s7g/s320/DSCF1002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of bitches with BAD NAILS tho?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ocOFJWhgBEU/Tq3fmr8-r2I/AAAAAAAAA3U/xq-ju6UAP4Q/s1600/DSCF1018.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ocOFJWhgBEU/Tq3fmr8-r2I/AAAAAAAAA3U/xq-ju6UAP4Q/s320/DSCF1018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, Of Course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to grab Vittles &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7WpU3OnkRp4/Tq3e6RhDXII/AAAAAAAAA3M/B3ztAmhgEcQ/s1600/DSCF1017.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7WpU3OnkRp4/Tq3e6RhDXII/AAAAAAAAA3M/B3ztAmhgEcQ/s320/DSCF1017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (NOOOOMMMMM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d4EpKSzZ5ok/Tq3eECj_cyI/AAAAAAAAA3E/8QA7APD56Rc/s1600/DSCF1016.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d4EpKSzZ5ok/Tq3eECj_cyI/AAAAAAAAA3E/8QA7APD56Rc/s320/DSCF1016.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm Nicer once I Have Peach Bellinis&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6fAD_n0_hrM/Tq3ghA1vyVI/AAAAAAAAA3c/UvT3K3HNEAc/s1600/DSCF1019.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6fAD_n0_hrM/Tq3ghA1vyVI/AAAAAAAAA3c/UvT3K3HNEAc/s320/DSCF1019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;New Boyfriend&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;and &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W8znn6dGPfo/Tq3bdXGhK7I/AAAAAAAAA2k/VADCEK4JiV0/s1600/DSCF1007.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sightsee a little bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to secure our Alcohol of choice for the events ( Jack Daniels Honey Something or other... I promise you is heaven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed back to our hotel and Mon and me napped while La Fixed her stuff before heading out to Howard University....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Xjqnes6Afk/Tq3g72VaiUI/AAAAAAAAA3k/IuFM-BzPOuM/s1600/DSCF1020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Xjqnes6Afk/Tq3g72VaiUI/AAAAAAAAA3k/IuFM-BzPOuM/s320/DSCF1020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Whence I met the most amazing thing Americans ever created from ever for ever......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUNNEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GtcVjx4YP_s/Tq4LrN5487I/AAAAAAAAA9U/bDY5bi6N6Hw/s1600/384556_2412080375664_1060893910_2695657_1473329383_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GtcVjx4YP_s/Tq4LrN5487I/AAAAAAAAA9U/bDY5bi6N6Hw/s320/384556_2412080375664_1060893910_2695657_1473329383_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T-09cMLFqqs/Tq4LsQ_LmpI/AAAAAAAAA9c/9YN3bLrJpwE/s1600/387145_2412081735698_1060893910_2695663_137123106_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T-09cMLFqqs/Tq4LsQ_LmpI/AAAAAAAAA9c/9YN3bLrJpwE/s320/387145_2412081735698_1060893910_2695663_137123106_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive never had one and By Jesus Christ how did i even Live under such circumstances??? ... Oh How Terrible my life has been!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7e_6ZYjUf0/Tq3dV_qGV9I/AAAAAAAAA28/K2yvMa0qmlU/s1600/DSCF1014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7e_6ZYjUf0/Tq3dV_qGV9I/AAAAAAAAA28/K2yvMa0qmlU/s320/DSCF1014.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We came from there late, after walking forever, going to a NICE Mexican Restaurant, and seeing about Tattoos ( no, no one got any YET!). Me and Monie had been up for SO LONG ( let's say I had a LATE night with Lurch, um more on that later this week... i will say I got nightly texts and a call to check up/in if you will?) and couldn't sleep right away Or in the plane, so in the end, we CRASHED, la went out,We acted like clucking moms right before PROMPTLY PASSING OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day we decided to Go to the Mall While having me make all manner of faces and stupids&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4NGna3o6Xkk/Tq3hg8cmZ0I/AAAAAAAAA3s/ElhSHC8X9GA/s1600/DSCF1025.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4NGna3o6Xkk/Tq3hg8cmZ0I/AAAAAAAAA3s/ElhSHC8X9GA/s320/DSCF1025.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the Smithsonian and to Sephora in Georgetown, cause, um.. Family and Friends was on and we are addicts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ulbbfbcu1uI/Tq3iFl81ApI/AAAAAAAAA30/t23Ku1-wj8g/s1600/DSCF1029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ulbbfbcu1uI/Tq3iFl81ApI/AAAAAAAAA30/t23Ku1-wj8g/s320/DSCF1029.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once again my Adultness, shinning through&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HCtpVjqLKdU/Tq3in1uU0YI/AAAAAAAAA38/51OxO-AV2FE/s1600/DSCF1031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Weeeeee We had a BLAST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER he was trying to damage a airbrush makeup installation in sephora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zt0_QHyjAV4/Tq4gJ8wKYDI/AAAAAAAAA-k/ymuoQyOdX_s/s1600/DSCF1069.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zt0_QHyjAV4/Tq4gJ8wKYDI/AAAAAAAAA-k/ymuoQyOdX_s/s320/DSCF1069.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't lie!,...... but he fucking surely does, he yelled in the goddamned middle of&amp;nbsp; Sephora for all the check in ladies to hear that I GAVE HIM LIP HERPES, next thing out of my mouth as per our constant buddy comedy rigmarole was JESUS CHRIST THIS MOTHERFUCKER AINT NEVER EEN SEEN ME NAKED!!! aaahhh... the good times, after that he took us to our hotel, playing Gucci Mane... meditate on that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OBLWRt9MXBU/Tq3nClPdIWI/AAAAAAAAA40/YwXGy0oT-HI/s1600/DSCF1070.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OBLWRt9MXBU/Tq3nClPdIWI/AAAAAAAAA40/YwXGy0oT-HI/s320/DSCF1070.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after we went for a NICE diner to Legal Seafood, him and I then came out on the streets to see a lady wearing socks and an oversized cosby sweater as clothes singing "He's got the Whhooolleee world ..." we are assholes, we tried to take pics, as well as when we turned the corner and saw a pimp in full white on white outfit, white gators, big fro and the most ridiculous mustache in life I almost fainted like seriously leaning on Bully for support, Bully's take; " I BET YOU HE GOT LOTS OF PUSSY........IN THE 70s"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went clubbing where I proceeded to get Le Buttfuckingdrunk as did my cohorts ( I forgot my cam, Monie took one, bully took a few but now i can't locate them wtf?/1, i might add some other post) so we had fun dancing, hood music giggling about, me and Bully snarking, he went all in on some real unclassy broads as only he can (while i egged him on and point em out) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day we just went for a walk, we ate a nice brunch, then went back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but bumped into this awesome thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8f_MpJ0p8Bc/Tq3no6_WFtI/AAAAAAAAA48/NSp6GocrpC0/s1600/DSCF1073.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8f_MpJ0p8Bc/Tq3no6_WFtI/AAAAAAAAA48/NSp6GocrpC0/s320/DSCF1073.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....so Monie could go and then in a most Lazy girl twist ME AND LA SLEPT TIL LIKE 6 pm on Sunday, Uninterrupted we then got up got Chinese, talked about our "back at home realities" and then roamed the city, quietly, to ourselves in the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e36mGp6OQzU/Tq3oImPt-3I/AAAAAAAAA5E/6p5fmmdWQj4/s1600/DSCF1083.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e36mGp6OQzU/Tq3oImPt-3I/AAAAAAAAA5E/6p5fmmdWQj4/s320/DSCF1083.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ULy-Gjgwiug/Tq3pvLKgnaI/AAAAAAAAA5U/TwRizNaIjBc/s1600/DSCF1090.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ULy-Gjgwiug/Tq3pvLKgnaI/AAAAAAAAA5U/TwRizNaIjBc/s320/DSCF1090.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kDYuSjlK0Co/Tq3qw2SOc1I/AAAAAAAAA5k/_e_89U4gXQk/s1600/DSCF1092.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kDYuSjlK0Co/Tq3qw2SOc1I/AAAAAAAAA5k/_e_89U4gXQk/s320/DSCF1092.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c8BfVzaJv3Q/Tq3rTjL6uiI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZMoUVQ8Wx38/s1600/DSCF1093.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c8BfVzaJv3Q/Tq3rTjL6uiI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZMoUVQ8Wx38/s320/DSCF1093.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0QjnDrU5xlU/Tq3pEyKIOlI/AAAAAAAAA5M/5YGwEqH6tLU/s1600/DSCF1086.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0QjnDrU5xlU/Tq3pEyKIOlI/AAAAAAAAA5M/5YGwEqH6tLU/s320/DSCF1086.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also got Cupcakes and let me tell you people, if you never eat a chocolate cupcake infused with violets... well then you have a sad life ... I still am obsessed with finding this in my "real life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-irGKuFrRzOc/Tq3qQggDRWI/AAAAAAAAA5c/9ahH9FBxnP8/s1600/DSCF1091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-irGKuFrRzOc/Tq3qQggDRWI/AAAAAAAAA5c/9ahH9FBxnP8/s320/DSCF1091.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Next day it was time to leave, La left early early and let me sleep til i had my fill, I&amp;nbsp; left for the airport at about 10 and my driver kindly, drove me as close as possible to the White House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c8BfVzaJv3Q/Tq3rTjL6uiI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ZMoUVQ8Wx38/s1600/DSCF1093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NYuaib3V9zs/Tq3tGF2i2fI/AAAAAAAAA58/WOnWWDPeOLc/s1600/DSCF1099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NYuaib3V9zs/Tq3tGF2i2fI/AAAAAAAAA58/WOnWWDPeOLc/s320/DSCF1099.JPG" width="320" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So that's when my trip FAILED, for my goddamned planed kept delaying and i spent an ENTIRE DAY AT THE FUCKING AIRPORT AND DIDNT ACTUALLY LEAVE DC TIL WHENEVER PM didnt get home til fucking 11pm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;UGH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then Saturday we had a Bday party for my aunt that was Epic as fuck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;all costumes all awesome, some nasty Cuban assholes were trying me HARD and they were married and disrespectful and acting like they never saw covered behind in their lives...i drank a lot and my fam about DIED when they saw me... there were Mariachis for my aunt, Cake made entirely by mt 14 y.o cousin and lots of family, everyone kept saying i was a sarcastic crazy bitch to pull this costume but wtf you think i haven't dressed up since 11 y.o to put on "sexy ______"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; fuck. DAT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fVb7mDZ1Ic8/Tq3thmUyw8I/AAAAAAAAA6E/IGgAAlgKTMw/s1600/DSC08856.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fVb7mDZ1Ic8/Tq3thmUyw8I/AAAAAAAAA6E/IGgAAlgKTMw/s320/DSC08856.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, that's my aunt!!!, and her Fab cake&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SiP0o6zLKl4/Tq3t8g0yuJI/AAAAAAAAA6M/r5qV7nhLAi0/s1600/DSC08864.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SiP0o6zLKl4/Tq3t8g0yuJI/AAAAAAAAA6M/r5qV7nhLAi0/s320/DSC08864.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are awesome Human beings, my Uncle as UNCLE WHITE!, in my honor ( as I ONLY call him that)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_yvyk-yxpfE/Tq3uc8woOeI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9dSpgBUXie8/s1600/DSC08867.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_yvyk-yxpfE/Tq3uc8woOeI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9dSpgBUXie8/s320/DSC08867.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JhdXeA0S1EY/Tq4E4zqZAhI/AAAAAAAAA9E/AHm4pIyyRIk/s1600/DSCF1199.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JhdXeA0S1EY/Tq4E4zqZAhI/AAAAAAAAA9E/AHm4pIyyRIk/s320/DSCF1199.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;80s Girl makeup gets its own Close up! you'll see&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HckXZ38YGpY/Tq3u0zFKQeI/AAAAAAAAA6c/nMW1A32p8ps/s1600/DSC08884.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HckXZ38YGpY/Tq3u0zFKQeI/AAAAAAAAA6c/nMW1A32p8ps/s320/DSC08884.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Grandparents cause my fam isn't right, he actually danced, she stayed in character all night&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GOleCeWU1l4/Tq3vEI3usII/AAAAAAAAA6k/cOwJLxzh4us/s1600/DSC08898.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GOleCeWU1l4/Tq3vEI3usII/AAAAAAAAA6k/cOwJLxzh4us/s320/DSC08898.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My aunt and Uncle&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-do9U0hcUsYM/Tq3vfkIpGII/AAAAAAAAA6s/cG9M9ZPn5KU/s1600/DSC08901.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-do9U0hcUsYM/Tq3vfkIpGII/AAAAAAAAA6s/cG9M9ZPn5KU/s320/DSC08901.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;SMDH&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ogUD42cy8L4/Tq3v16dI7_I/AAAAAAAAA60/gC2Zaqn3-b0/s1600/DSC08905.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ogUD42cy8L4/Tq3v16dI7_I/AAAAAAAAA60/gC2Zaqn3-b0/s320/DSC08905.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-esNUZyZvr3U/Tq3wuZZrkuI/AAAAAAAAA7E/FeTBqrmV-as/s1600/DSC08912.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-esNUZyZvr3U/Tq3wuZZrkuI/AAAAAAAAA7E/FeTBqrmV-as/s320/DSC08912.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Presented without comment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NKlrB-rzJPo/Tq3xfclEgtI/AAAAAAAAA7U/grtb1QmqIuo/s1600/DSC08923.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NKlrB-rzJPo/Tq3xfclEgtI/AAAAAAAAA7U/grtb1QmqIuo/s320/DSC08923.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;NOT PLANNED, My B-I-L and some Lady, we also had 2 Flappers&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1QyhbWitu8/Tq3zy5PETaI/AAAAAAAAA78/RtUA9b5tFeA/s1600/DSC08948.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1QyhbWitu8/Tq3zy5PETaI/AAAAAAAAA78/RtUA9b5tFeA/s320/DSC08948.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mariachis were AWESOME!!! I have LOTS of video but IDK if is needed to post, let me know if you want to hear spics going apeshit sanging along to Rancheras&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FiiJ1MQd8fM/Tq3yioQNMaI/AAAAAAAAA7k/zrNjTvuAua8/s1600/DSC08931.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FiiJ1MQd8fM/Tq3yioQNMaI/AAAAAAAAA7k/zrNjTvuAua8/s320/DSC08931.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not planned again as all costumes were secret&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PobLPMvC2BI/Tq3zDdu4xWI/AAAAAAAAA7s/4tKLJClwNw0/s1600/DSC08943.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PobLPMvC2BI/Tq3zDdu4xWI/AAAAAAAAA7s/4tKLJClwNw0/s320/DSC08943.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1PoDPgPPv6w/Tq32SlEBe-I/AAAAAAAAA8E/U7SlUkibvOU/s1600/DSCF1157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1PoDPgPPv6w/Tq32SlEBe-I/AAAAAAAAA8E/U7SlUkibvOU/s320/DSCF1157.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EKIsvzIw9UE/Tq34qsZcQBI/AAAAAAAAA8U/AMlhU0-3vy8/s1600/DSCF1177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EKIsvzIw9UE/Tq34qsZcQBI/AAAAAAAAA8U/AMlhU0-3vy8/s320/DSCF1177.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7VNmN3Np0iU/Tq37AOUyGAI/AAAAAAAAA8c/uSTKC8nRKUM/s1600/DSCF1181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7VNmN3Np0iU/Tq37AOUyGAI/AAAAAAAAA8c/uSTKC8nRKUM/s320/DSCF1181.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ObBuUGI0jA/Tq3x8RftuBI/AAAAAAAAA7c/ELNZr8JtGBg/s1600/DSC08929.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ObBuUGI0jA/Tq3x8RftuBI/AAAAAAAAA7c/ELNZr8JtGBg/s320/DSC08929.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her Makeup was awesome if you could see it, I'm proud of his costume cause my poor stepdaddy really was not having anything&amp;nbsp; 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(I'm funky, if i don't feel you that's that) the short is that i left early and initiated block protocols... amazingly I was on the nose, when i checked my block filter later&amp;nbsp; THIS FOOL was all&amp;nbsp; CALLING AND TEXTING AT 3 IN THE AFUCKINGM My fucking spidey tingly sense has yet to fail me, sure I'm into men, and sex, and dating, NOT when I'm NOT feeling the dude, period!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REGARDLESS.. this is what I wore, cause.... I'm not gonna be raggedy...This is what La Picked... i delegate these things to her or my sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ceD28yb5js/To4_yhNeHVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/yMszjwcI6YA/s1600/IMG586-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ceD28yb5js/To4_yhNeHVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/yMszjwcI6YA/s320/IMG586-1.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;OH and the DILF guy didn't work out, lemme tell you He was NOT SO GOD AT ALL IN THE sack, Bad enough that I ended up actually telling the girls as soon as I got in the car, was kinda disappointing but Gem sorta already intuited that a guy that age reentering the game wouldn't be so awesome, another one rightly predicted: "I don't think he was expecting YOU" LOL is all good, my men expectations are at an all time superduper low so what surprises me is truth honesty and follow through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I got to have some fun with that Big Tatted up Ginger Marine again... my God his Body is .. Obnoxiously hot Bless that!, he is going to VA for good soon but it was glorious fun ( what a high tight ass, and well I couldn't stop laughing at that high five business!, who high fives post sex? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG BIg Big Big Turn, for my Tia Isabel's Bday we will throw her a huge COSTUME PARTY Oct. 29&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;First Of all This is My sister's idea of trying for Costumes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vN5mcsbUseA/To4_4CJYiEI/AAAAAAAAAz0/JU_cZqnl_Ls/s1600/IMG589.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vN5mcsbUseA/To4_4CJYiEI/AAAAAAAAAz0/JU_cZqnl_Ls/s320/IMG589.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-81t6tZFF1d0/To4_-TAIxDI/AAAAAAAAAz4/CzSK0ZtN3Ng/s1600/IMG590.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-81t6tZFF1d0/To4_-TAIxDI/AAAAAAAAAz4/CzSK0ZtN3Ng/s320/IMG590.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;ROTFLMAO We couldn't get that one BUT I will say: Mami will be a Flapper, Spike will be a Fireman, Nate Dog will be as Elmo, Charlie the Bunny will be a chicken, Binks is going full Indian ( red dot... Im going to hell for that tho), Papa as a Friar, and My Costume is going to be SO WRONG that I cackle thinking about it, my sis said the family would die and it'll be my fault!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also gymming with my sister, only problem is that my knees are beyond shot to shit (currently on Glucosamine, Nsaids, celebrex, My mom wants me to go to a specialist.. Bleh!)&amp;nbsp; like the&amp;nbsp; trainer keeps trying to push but my mom is acting kind of appalled about that more on this in a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Purchases&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Binks got me these fabulous shoes!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vi6msfiYRJ8/To5AKYdNHII/AAAAAAAAA0I/ShUXh75T4gg/s1600/IMG609.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vi6msfiYRJ8/To5AKYdNHII/AAAAAAAAA0I/ShUXh75T4gg/s320/IMG609.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;you dont see the color well but the heel is silver gray and the sole is like Magenta crazy&lt;b&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;then we found this dress for 15 bucks in Macy's&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3DuhEjO0-nY/To5AGTjkuGI/AAAAAAAAA0E/QmrUH8UNG6Q/s1600/IMG606-1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3DuhEjO0-nY/To5AGTjkuGI/AAAAAAAAA0E/QmrUH8UNG6Q/s320/IMG606-1.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Listen i saw these Amazing things in the Thrift Store... And HOW COULD I NOT!??!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qWRsL12uAms/To4_xzjhqkI/AAAAAAAAAzs/Yqb9ZpPAdaY/s1600/1316881953601.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qWRsL12uAms/To4_xzjhqkI/AAAAAAAAAzs/Yqb9ZpPAdaY/s320/1316881953601.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U87joi_G0b8/To5ACgM6-yI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Cs9_hFKc81Q/s1600/IMG591.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U87joi_G0b8/To5ACgM6-yI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Cs9_hFKc81Q/s320/IMG591.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;BWAHAHAHAHAH who FORGETS to Have Children!??! This is delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also In Other stellar Purchases:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De-Slick Spray for Makeup cause... believe you me In Fl Makeup is transfer Hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G2zAAUl8EZU/To5AF2SlCoI/AAAAAAAAA0A/3zJ9VMSzoLg/s1600/IMG596.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G2zAAUl8EZU/To5AF2SlCoI/AAAAAAAAA0A/3zJ9VMSzoLg/s320/IMG596.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lovely Oily skin Marketing, i die cause I refer to my own skin this way! The Exxon Valdez! ROTFL.. it works great btw), When I got that I also bought this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k9IWXeIL_mg/To5AUEvt5VI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Za-A68YGhOE/s1600/IMG617.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k9IWXeIL_mg/To5AUEvt5VI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Za-A68YGhOE/s320/IMG617.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i SWEAR by it, I was surprised by the size of the Bottle cause I thought it was a small serum, &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnQKECxtDyo/To5AYcZfvTI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/TweKKlI9bHQ/s1600/IMG618.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnQKECxtDyo/To5AYcZfvTI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/TweKKlI9bHQ/s320/IMG618.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Clinique Even Better) but for 45 bucks I got&amp;nbsp; BIG size AND that spf 20 moisturizer for the mornings, when using skin tone correctors for Hyperpigmentation&amp;nbsp; YOU GOTTA USE SUNBLOCK, thus I've not been to the beach), also I'm using Murad at nights cause I was breaking out pretty gruesomely recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO when I got that I got an Awesome Cache of Sephora samples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mk_U2MO2ZkY/To5ARw7wGjI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/QghNQCmMj20/s1600/IMG616+%25282%2529.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mk_U2MO2ZkY/To5ARw7wGjI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/QghNQCmMj20/s320/IMG616+%25282%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST THING BY FAR??!?!:&lt;b&gt; Ole Henriksen Micropeel&lt;/b&gt;, My skin felt that IMMEDIATELY! it was amazing ( be sure to ask for all 3 steps PLUS it smells AMAZING!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qKH95AZ47U0/To5ANVyYajI/AAAAAAAAA0M/grOxgwPzVKg/s1600/IMG611.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qKH95AZ47U0/To5ANVyYajI/AAAAAAAAA0M/grOxgwPzVKg/s320/IMG611.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Mom bullshit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So Mommy Dearest has been low a Bit This Morning she called me all worried about my knees,,s he said it breaks her heart that I have to carry meds in my purse for the knees so that i have to go to a Dr.... this then devolved into keeping slim for my Joints and that she was forcing me to eat all these food and natural supplements and keeping my fridge stocked with certain things to counter the problems.... Ho-w-e-ever! Temper this with the assholery of her once again prompting me to get lipo... GREAT, yeah, that AGAIN, I want to punch her some moments, but yeah so good times &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She WILL be taking care of El Spickito&amp;nbsp; Porque......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seeing the girls in DC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEEEEEEESSSS I'll be seeing La and Monie In DC and OMFG I CANNOT WAIT CANNOT CANNOT CANNOT WAIT!! firstly cause OMG I Get to see La again!! ( her mom is impressed with our follow through for each other LOL) Second I Need to put my entire self around Monie, rub her back and hug her so much, so so so much.....I&amp;nbsp; need to do so Much more she might need that from me :( Imo make those Bitches lives In DC !!! How will this come about? La invited us to Homecoming from Howard! and Mommy Dearest &amp;amp; Binks agreed to help &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been to D.C!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Gonna go to the Smithsonian cause my stupid ass GEEKED! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Intend to be drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna Pet Bo Obama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna Act messy in D.C. ( the girls said I'm acting like I'mo be shot in DC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna eat cupcakes with my girls and sample from all the plates and the drinks like we always do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ima intern under some sexy Congressman's desk ( I'm so stupid!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lurch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now This is&amp;nbsp; FUN, Let me tell you 2 weeks ago I met this one , he is 42, RIDICULOUSLY TALL( you wanna know how Tall??? I need heels, else my tits at 5'8 1/2 hit him about the waist!!?!?!? That is amazing, Hence the name!!) and bald, and super cool and personable and touchy feely like yours truly and with what i've been calling Obnoxiously perfect as fake teeth cause.. they are that nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, Lurch is about 10 mins away from me, but funnily enough we both work a block away from each other's homes??!)&amp;nbsp; and very open and talkative and laid back, a bit geeky and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say Porn soul mates, as it seems we be into the same weird niches ( mind you I didn't want to tell him cause you know how men take it all literal, and um .. the Mildest thing i like is .. gay porn... so .. yeah&amp;nbsp; but he took me aback i was then super relieved and Blurted out my laundry list. His reply: Not only now you know my dirty secrets which I've never told anyone, but .. you are a female me?! Tai was pretty slow blinking cause it's uncanny LOL) and And And He is open to where my dream scenario........Gaaawwdd i can't even talk about this without *shudders* ... umm lets just say he is down for it, not much of a dominant but the fact I'm telling you all this mess means we've talked in rich detail, often in bed ( he calls this Bonding ROTFL) he is a very sweet, a good host, chill and Very very very very fixated with servicing me, say... me getting my fill of the sort of attention I like, every which way, like sitting there asking me "you want this like this" or "Prefer it if I do That" THAT Shit is FUN!&amp;nbsp; and as he says " keeping this jewel happy, cause that way you won't kick me to the curb, i'll be part of your stable any day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be that ! LOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did cop out last night (while in my bed cuddled up eating Guava and Cheese handfed LOL, I told you, I'm a total Geisha for no reason)&amp;nbsp; that I am so GRRRRRR what with the sexual energy i kinda intimidate him, Right and rich as fuck cause as Tai Points out cause we've discussed things in detail and, well... he IS SO FILTHY, I'm liking that we are pretty openly talking about stuff ( even online activity, he checks me and asks if I'm going to rotate him or if i'm bored), he is very Schmoopie ( cuddly and such)&amp;nbsp; which is obviously hard to dislike, and thus far good a following through, follow up so yeah FB but very boyfriendly in a way i'm not used to but not opposed to either, yet it's kinda .. not confusing but unsettling, those things have a way of putting me off balance, at least he is being very forthcoming and bypassing that mystery bullshit I hate, calling and texting daily cause he is on fire and we live so stupid close that DAMN! why the fuck no?! He also travels a lot as he is IT for cruise ships and of course I sorta shrugged at that but he instead blurted out to me that sure, he wasn't going to be here for thanksgiving but... he was hoping to see me for Christmas time??? OOOOKKKKKKKKKKKKKKk ( big gulp ) and did I tell my sister about him or&amp;nbsp; do I have good things to say about him ( which I said,&amp;nbsp; not to my family and there is a reason for that, my girls know enough and i don't have anything bad to say as you are all sweet for no reason and whatnot) But he is cool our little sleep over was nice and all, we talk a lot, I'm gonna enjoy this one! Oh Yeah, Plus being on my Tippy toes?!&amp;nbsp; Amazingness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and last night he forgot his watch in my night table, he said this a.m that it was all on purpose to have an excuse to come again, *snorts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-2508195215094641286?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2508195215094641286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=2508195215094641286' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/2508195215094641286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/2508195215094641286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/10/as-promised.html' title='As Promised ...'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AKxZV7dEtGs/To5AbxZ1IyI/AAAAAAAAA0c/68PDmGJUqnY/s72-c/IMG679.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-549042784335613281</id><published>2011-10-06T13:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T13:26:58.128-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacred scroll post coming...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;...and is a GOODIE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Topics:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What ive been up to&lt;br&gt;Purchases&lt;br&gt;My Mom bullshit&lt;br&gt;Seeing the girls in DC&lt;br&gt;Lurch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-549042784335613281?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/549042784335613281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=549042784335613281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/549042784335613281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/549042784335613281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/10/sacred-scroll-post-coming.html' title='Sacred scroll post coming...'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-6316022333933796645</id><published>2011-08-31T21:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T21:44:43.217-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Loss for Words Q</title><content type='html'>See Q being lost as to How to Explain this shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zn4qtUJUOoE" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Least I'm super self aware that this is foreign territory to my Stoopid ass LOL, but is so cute that he is all on the ball calling me and giving me  music and shit, this is DOUBLY funny as i'm NOT that cuddly  romantical-stars-on-her eyes with everyone person AT ALL, In Fact I'm  both the exact opposite , pragmatic, not prone to that ( I find that  stuff MAD exhausting) and most likely the girl that gets notified about   being in a relationship Via&amp;nbsp; "stern Talking to" from the man in  question as a last resort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm side eyeing the SHIT out of this &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-6316022333933796645?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6316022333933796645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=6316022333933796645' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/6316022333933796645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/6316022333933796645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/08/loss-for-words-q.html' title='Loss for Words Q'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zn4qtUJUOoE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-7275801412574842814</id><published>2011-08-26T07:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T07:25:48.055-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dispatch from the bed: WIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hola!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is super early but I cant sleep anymore, so I'm coming to ya from the comfy bed with the pupperstein.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I HAD to share with everyone about the SPECTACULAR day I had ayer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im serious, I wasnt having a great weds. but thursday won EVERY AWARD EVER (any day OM tries to pop up&amp;#160; or/and I have breakthrough bleeding, call those a wash... Twas both) I also got a "you dont get in this program" letter from the bank. I was bummed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next day, thursday I woke up, put on A win dress, did my makeup and decided to strut and call the Bank to see what I could do. To my surprise no only did the bank answered, but FRIENDS: I GOT PUT ON A PAYMENT PLAN!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A plan SO AFFORDABLE THAT I CAN PAY IT OUT OF ONE CHECK!, And if I do 3 trial payments on time I could keep!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was so ELATED , but scared! But happier than not, in need to celebrate, so I told my closest girls, it made me even happier to know they got that happy for their fuck up The Q, then my office started clearing up (ive been working since SUNDAY, Ill probably work THIS Sunday), then my boss said I lookd VERY NICE AND PUT TOGETHER and that I wasnt just eating the ramen noodles I brought, I resolved some fucktastic work issues, realized also that my debt is OFFICIALLY UNDER $4,300 , outside this claptrap condo I owe that little!! Me!..... Then my boss (who forced me to go get insured although he straight paid for my birth cpntrol last week, all of it) told me: " I'm happy with you, I want you to know that, im giving you a raise!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woot!? Half the time I be wanting to kill him and stay checking his rudeass OUT!? REALLY?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My day was pretty majestic and then &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Principal started his thing which... Cool ( btw DQ on graphic design guy cause you cant ask me about unprotected sex after ONE AMAZING TIME, Is just not happening, ever!, the marine?! Was a ginger! My first, several hots above my paygrade!, hot, so cool excellent in bed, stacked and hung squirtmaker and high fived me after we destroyed my bed, we are playing but he,is here til October only so...YUM though, ive been hitting the lotto!).... Then in an "i cant make this up life win" this Brit Dilf ( yeah 3rd not on purpose at all British guy ive met in what.... Two months... I guess Spaniards are out?) Hits me up in my I Dont Even Log On, Say I want no kids, quasi pretentious OkCupid profile we talked a lot randomly weds cause I found him saltpeppery IRRESISTIBLE, even though he is a dad of 2 and been divorced close to but not quite two years..... So whatever we talked, he said hed call me I said ok and brushed it largely off but in the midst of this crazy cool day, at 5:30 on the nose, he called me, not just called but asked me on a date proper, to Houston's and by the water as I waltz in dropping my fuckass phone this silver fox proper is waiting, gets the biggest smile and proceeds to one of The Greatest Dates Evah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was sickeningly how sweet and nervous cute he was, like, totally so, making all manner of jokes, asking away then he held my hand on the table, then he asked me out saturday cause he doesnt have his girls, then he kissed me good night, in front of the valets!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I asked : are you nervous?&amp;#160; He said: youre kind of making me, yeah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And we kissed some more!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A FUCKAWESOME DAY IT WAS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-7275801412574842814?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7275801412574842814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=7275801412574842814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/7275801412574842814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/7275801412574842814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/08/dispatch-from-bed-win.html' title='Dispatch from the bed: WIN!'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-4630088091298571345</id><published>2011-08-16T00:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T00:55:18.808-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings and the bullshits</title><content type='html'>Ok Ok so i've been terrible at the Bloggy blog, but that's at being connected in general, for one A LOT of work ( my days of watching porn and rubbing one out at the office, are pretty much done, uh?). Additionally is just a lot of&amp;nbsp; work/ car/ family stuff , Family cause besides the whole&amp;nbsp; Binks being here ( now we gym together,she joined my Douche factory, she too concurs that&amp;nbsp; my gym IS full of un-normal Anorexic girls with fake tits) and the little ones and the constant saving and the fact that now is like my family's enforce togetherness time ( you know summer, beach, gatherings, all the birthdays and anniversaries this all the way til Thanksgiving) .. which BTW Paulie and co. are coming&amp;nbsp; for their birthdays, Neen and him are&amp;nbsp; like days apart and they are bringing the Fresh Baby&amp;nbsp; * gimme gimme gimme she is so fat and cute*. The conditions at work have improved cause I told him OFF so now that he got told off again by me he REALLY been kissing my ass, full insurance, lunch buys daily, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways so see? a Lot of shit, aside from that I'm not going to lie once my car improved ( which it has a lot, is strange, It still needs a LOT of shit but I'm half past giving hard fucks about it) my moods have lifted in general, also helping the Mood ( or Luggage lifting for those of you Dan Savage lovers) ..... The great Principal sponsored S &amp;amp; M experiment of 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I delve into that, I might have mentioned about my car stalling pre a blah date i didnt want to go to cause the guy was a terrible speller and shit, well anyways... i never emailed, or texted that dude back cause i wasn't feeling it, then how about the guy hits me up Sunday 2 weeks later NO BULLSHIT&amp;nbsp; Asking if i can go pick him up from the airport all misspelled and shit, I say Absolutely nothing back, this guy has since NOT STOPPED TEXTING?CALLING so then i have him blocked and he is BOMBING my goddamned blocked&amp;nbsp; folder with Inanity , anything from "wen we hangin out" to "My fone won't work later" to " Is Pourin" " I Miss you"&amp;nbsp; TROLLOP OFF OF ONE HORRIBLE DATE WHERE I ASKED YOU TO GO HOME SO I COULD FIX MY GODAMNED BATTERY AND YOU DECIDED TO FOLLOW ME TO WALMART??!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So yeah that too much trouble on something I didn't fuck, and you know I'd tell you as much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Yeah as per my Previous Vlog The Principal Managed to come back ( mostly i decided to unblock him on a whim after i was fondly recalling our abnormal sex and having a soft moment..... and a dry ass spell of unworthy talent more of this in a sec) anyways, he hit me up we met up he was super nice and gracious and we talked and stuff all great, we have lapsed into shameful practices that could never be construed as "Normal"&amp;nbsp; suffice to say it scratches a  Very Specific, not for everyone dirty dirty itch twice a week of so, no more (This too will be relevant in a second)  and that he is being so very " Nice" at being a good Master or Daddy if you will...Oh God I don't want to elaborate for either of our sakes&amp;nbsp; that he even recruited his friend once again to work me down below, no reciprocation no nothing just as excellent and as intense as the last time but Ok....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE IS MY FUCKING MISGIVING ABOUT ADDING THEM BACK: I fucking am dealing with someone whose weak point i ALREADY know and surely enough IMMEDIATELY after that like next day, he is on the MFF thing I ONCE AGAIN reiterated I don't want chicks but I'll bend rules a bit JUST so he can have his experience, well then would you believe this son of a bitch, pouts, then wants to change our agreed upon time, fine, fine I even tell him that there are cool days and NOT HAPPENING DAYS, so would you know that to test my resolve ( and his powah over me I guess?) TRIES ME ON THE SPECIFIC DAY I TELL HIM IM NOT AVAILABLE ( I wasn't available cause.....um, I was busy having the Best effing sex since April with a nice roughish Tatted up/ old scars/graphic-design-teacher-amazing-built-super-good-in-bed-generous-can-back-up-all-that-talking-bullshit-guys-do-which-I-hate-either-way-I- Haven't -Been- THIS- THIRSTY- FOR-A-REPEAT-Since................................. a-LONG-TIME... OMG the Kissing.. is ... just... Oh My Fucking A! more of this another time, but seriously when you get the leg lick from your toes to your ever so special place? UMMMMMMM) So anyways this asshole starts acting like Eric Fucking Cartman throwing a hissy fucking on me&amp;nbsp; about he wants to see me and I'm being summoned and so forth then he goes radio silent a day, then the next day he wants to start at it while I'm at work, all cause he is free, etc , so i BLOW THE FUCK UP ON HIM: I mean a long ass text telling him he needs to chill the fuck out and stop throwing hissies on me that I'm super accommodating cause I like our age, power and dynamics but he can either move on or get it the fuck together, he didn't answer for a while but he did half assed apologized and said we'd talk about it more. I gave that shit as a done deal, Moreso cause I went to see him eventually and he was EXCELLENTLY rough and so was I and no convo was needed we just did our thing.. well then I took a shower Come out to... a Talking to... he said that he wouldn't bring up the MFF thing I told him&amp;nbsp; that he was to welcomed to do what he wanted and I could give him the leeway to do that ( cause you know me, i'm only jealous when I care) that he should search for his goddamned bliss cause basically I like what i like and don't like what I don't like, to keep the peace i said, i rather the friend thing doesn't happen again cause although *I* get all the joys ever made in humanity, This is not something that will be lorded over me and I like our thing just fine the way it is, anywhoodie what came next was such a fucking bomb that I literally got twitchy eyes that wouldn't stop until i went to bed&amp;nbsp; I was THAT flabbergasted, like I HAD to confer with the reinforcement troops; The thing went like this:&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"I'm happy I can explore this thing with you , what we do cause I'm pretty mild normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;ly and mild mannered easy going, but is something I always wanted but never did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;get to have it sexually with anyone before"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Yeah is good for me too cause i HAVE to be on my toes so much of the time fending for myself in every respect, i'm not a vulnerable violet or anything but i need a pressure valve and for someone else to be in control of everything so .. it works.. plus, you ARE hot"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I want you to tell me whenever you want to stop, or if, you know, if you end up wanting to sleep with someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um.. if someone gets close to me or i do something exclusive, then yeah sure &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;No, I Mean even Casual&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT&lt;br /&gt;IN&lt;br /&gt;ALL&lt;br /&gt;THE&lt;br /&gt;FUCKS?!?!??!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How in the fuck from just a weekly thing a thing that is by any account NOT datey, not cuddly, not sleepovery, not anything except very rude dirty sex, how have you figured out that this is tantamount to exclusive rights??/ how?? who said that when did we do that? what??? Tell you what tho, THAT ISN'T HAPPENING, if anything this reinforces why I don't like to bring ex members, they always have some ridiculousness trying to pull rank, you don't get to tell me when and who to fuck when you do me once or twice a week and you don't have everything I'd like to have in a package, BOO SIR ( needless to say I ran out of there wet, twitchy and shit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This brings us to the following, That Tatted up Guy which totally came as a Dark Horse since I wasn't having much faith in him or whatever ( it takes me a face to face meeting etc to determine that you know, I'm down) but we had been talking etc so cool, we met up for drinks and rather got along really good, jokes, chilled out eventually I brought him over to show him&amp;nbsp; the apt. Instead ended up really ... well lest just say it was a knock out drag out situation, like WHOA SIR! and I didn't even have to get him to the point of dominant behavior or anything, it was really one of those things where your own body just&amp;nbsp; plays you the fuck out.. the Goal Getting this on the team STEADY Dark Horse this one, but so good, a little swag but not in a wiggerrific way and i guess a bit of a troublemaker for&amp;nbsp; he did say that the scars were from the past and that "I was safe" with him .. I think that's when he sold me&amp;nbsp; on the deal ( or maybe when he said he didn't follow sports or um, the packaging , or when i realized he was covered in ink everywhere he had clothes on?) Yeah&amp;nbsp; we are so meeting up again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Because surely when it rains it pours and because OF COURSE the Principal is on that nonsense about exclusivity that i didn't ask for nor vetoed, A NICE hunk of Marine also covered in Ink just said he'd be psyched to take me out to dinner, yes he looks like a big doucheburger and therefore I said Yes, as i told La, i owe it to the Armed Forces to service their members in an ROTFLMMAO lemme stop we just agreed to go on a drink, he is here temporarily and so&amp;nbsp; Meow Of course&amp;nbsp; I will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme take my ass to bed, I have training with Binks ( she brokered this deal with her trainer where we have sessions for 25 bucks a pop, superfair so is on, twice a week) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-4630088091298571345?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4630088091298571345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=4630088091298571345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4630088091298571345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4630088091298571345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/08/musings-and-bullshits.html' title='Musings and the bullshits'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-8992879704424545121</id><published>2011-07-30T22:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T22:44:01.951-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday catch up</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aFAaS_3ZmEY" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A VLog, I've about this but busy busy, family shit ( for example yesterday til this morning I watched them bad ass babies, birthdays and such) and more car things (yeah like that battery thing, I also JUST picked it up tonight) and yeah surely a lot of being out of my house, THEREFORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bear with my bullshitness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my clubby-for-the-Gym music ( Oh I've been running but my knees are getting there alright already but that's the reason for the music.. that and summer, who am i kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yBAPmJCxCZA" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaia &amp;amp; Luna- Give it up ROOWWRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iMFjcYRIoeg" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidney&amp;nbsp; Samson and Twista- Shake that Thing.... I mean Twista? Techno?? RAT NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZjJeXz5VbmI" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Subs- Don't Stop ( autoerotique remix) : how can I not share on a group called The Subs ( Ha!, hi&amp;nbsp; Principal) and such a remix!, Please!.. Is loungey but hot hot hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9nl8IFjhVA8" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Mike Moreno And Alberto Gabilan F. Nicole Tyler - Kiss It Better (Vocal 5M Radio Mix)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Mike Moreno And Alberto Gabilan F. Nicole Tyler - Kiss It Better (Vocal 5M Radio Mix):&amp;nbsp; there is NOTHING i don't love about this shit, Nothing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Mike Moreno And Alberto Gabilan F. Nicole Tyler - Kiss It Better (Vocal 5M Radio Mix)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/n5whMuTufX0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Mike Moreno And Alberto Gabilan F. Nicole Tyler - Kiss It Better (Vocal 5M Radio Mix)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;ManiaCalm: I Can Never Forget You: ..no matter how I try ... Ugh this song is sessy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Mike Moreno And Alberto Gabilan F. Nicole Tyler - Kiss It Better (Vocal 5M Radio Mix)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-8992879704424545121?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8992879704424545121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=8992879704424545121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/8992879704424545121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/8992879704424545121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/saturday-catch-up.html' title='Saturday catch up'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/aFAaS_3ZmEY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-1823174639492296887</id><published>2011-07-05T09:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T19:07:11.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The one about the birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Let me start with this: I was having a week going from bad, to shitty to epic bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not shitting you, on Sunday last week my home a/c and car crapped out, same day, so by Monday I was $500 on the hole, with the verdict that next&amp;nbsp; repairs might&amp;nbsp; be so pricey as to not be worth the money, the mechanic himself was like I'll repair minor stuff but won't let you plunk down much more into this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come home that Tuesday to a non working a/c , the a/c guy comes out at 11p.m fixes it but says that cables on the new capacitor came loose and that the, outside unit is pretty old and shot, that he has something he can install for....700 bucks.... All told my a/c did this bullshit all week to where Ive figured that I must crank it to get it going cause is the only way it works, I spend all my time driving but worried about my car shutting down on idle if I got the ac on ( although it turns right back on), money stressed, alone, and when home actually checking my ac like an ocd patient, I have no fucking peace, im heartbroken that what savings Ive manage will be zapped by the ac or not be enough for a car, I can't afford a new car cause um, remember my load mod is still pending so as we speak nothing has been resolved, I wanted to save at least for a 1st &amp;amp; last month rent, deposit, etc, should I have to give my apt up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... And when things couldnt shit on,me more (did I mention im summarily dismissing so much sub par bullshit that im still sexless, no nude beach no nothing? Pimples central) ....&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OM EMAILS ME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yeah, the broken heart over savings gone.... Stopped)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't shocked cause..not being a conceited asshole but... When dont they come back? Begging even? Is this not his method? To wait til an occasion is afoot so he can buy things?... What I was? Thrown Off balance, angry, sad, mildly depressed... Because I've done whats been required of me, ive ip blocked him on the site, ive not fb stalked him, ive blocked his number, ive not called no drive bys, ive dated and all I have to show for my fucking troubles is I am alone, facing daily crap alone, without sex stress relief (and think of me as a horny man, im not that "i will do celibacy to focus on me" bitch), I am using that evil, damaged sex savant son of a bitch as a sexual measuring stick and not only they dont measure but I cant even muster some lust for some of these bozos, I hate seeing the carps at my canal cause I think of fishing, therefore him, I dont eat taco bell (arguably a good thing) cause it makes me miss him, I don't go to the mall for the same reason, and the off chance I could bump into him.... Yeah me and La agreed that pang is the pits...even Binks was lamenting this weekend my fate seeing as how I recited all his terrible points and bad/gross habits and still... Ya know? Is beyond hard, I dont want to but instead HAVE TO move on....I was also angry cause, surely I blocked all his emails but he created one (talk about wasting opportunity) to NOT apologize like a man, instead we get &lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"howdy" "are you still upset"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GTWHOLEENTIREFUCKOH, SIR!, rather than go on a lengthy email as to why i'm not upset as much as pissed, disappointed&amp;nbsp; and why is he even trying, did he not fuck me over enough?, why is he not dead yet? etc etc I just blocked his email, made sure all my emails he could possibly know reflect that, then went to the gym, next days I looked so shit that my usually moronic, rude condescending boss eased off of me and even bought me lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for serious I told my friends I was glad to have them cause my first instinct is serious revenge I spent the night up thinking; oh sir, id fuck you again, squeeze you dry for shit I don't need, rub your face on the other men id be intently fucking then drop you, no more sleep overs no more nice Q......and go on to sleep like a baby in a cloud.... The fact my friends expect&amp;nbsp; better from me is a deterrent, but trust me THAT'S THE SORT OF BAD PERSON I AM....tia lusy disagrees with me:&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt; "Q you only use guys for sex, even when you have no feelings for them you don't flaunt guys or take things from them so, yeah...no, shit if you did you'd be rich now and you aint"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotfl.... Gotta adore my aunt, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see how I was really not doing well by Friday, but also I said: self, the a/c might not be needed right off... Please have as quiet and good a bday as you can, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told the ac guy we'd make weekly small payments toward the future unit starting now, in 7 weeks I should be done paying minimum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started moving more money to savings in hopes I can afford a used car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent the ongoing car and ac bills to the apt people so they see how im fucking scraping by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided that I was going to buy me the presents I wanted... Which were simple: facial acne care (peter Thomas roth... With acids... Burned a LOT, you need sunscreen but goddammit it worked in 2 days), tiny diamond studs for my extra ear piercings I never take off, a micropeel, and a few accessories, I wanted a fucking mani, a facial (or two) and a massage, but I deaded that on lack of funds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-EkBbxxoZyIs/ThMt_YBhTzI/AAAAAAAAAzA/ByrRndCUdA8/IMG140.png" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-3-yRuOwQop8/ThMt8toy8TI/AAAAAAAAAy8/-UoJIhS7M_Y/IMG139.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-QqnBaBvpj-I/ThMuVlkw8bI/AAAAAAAAAzI/kFRAGV4dYsk/IMG138.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way me and Binks went to that mall I hate saturday with Neeners and had a girls day, I bought a cute shirt, a belt, binks bought me sandals, we ate tequeños, laughed, tried perfume, makeup, I got my shit, we came home and I thought thatd be it..... Instead....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got emails from papi and my sis in Venezuela cause they wanted to be ahead of everyone (sniffs)&lt;br /&gt;Then La &amp;amp; Monie made me freak out before my bday proper demanding I return that micro peel shit cause these two amazing bitches...bought me a facial peel treatment at the nicest fucking place in the area, im welling up as im even typing this that theyd go so extra for me, who is in essence their asshole friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Shel and Bully texted me every day since thursday to make sure I was up and about, not wallowing, Shel even told me to hit her up for serious if I needed anything and really, how did I win the friends lottery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night before Tai wished me a&amp;nbsp; happy bday ahead of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I watched a movie that is like...words fail me to explain how awesome it was! Its Spaniard and is called Diario De Una Nimfomana and yeah that means subtitles but it was amaaaazzzziiing, sexy, crazy like a soap opera Lots of Nudity of course! but should anyone ever want to get my pov on sex and why I love it and how I feel, the should watch it ..i actually jumpy clapped at the end of it! Lol also Amigas in the Spaniard film lore are like goddamned superheroes, also hot dudes, also Geraldine Fucking Chaplin was in it, so really.. Watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at 4am J asked me to smile and have an awesome day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next day soooooo many calls from family (tia lusy's clan sang me happy bday even tho I was calling to wish Lua a happy one, we have the same birthday, we did lunch I surprised her with the waitresses embarrassing thing) &lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-HAsaOFZZ8bk/ThMuCGylN9I/AAAAAAAAAzE/60U33MuGsHY/IMG142.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-x2et23Pv4GU/ThMtyGOIDsI/AAAAAAAAAy4/ORNpxKFexMo/IMG144.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mami called from Amsterdam and managed a happy bday between gloating, my bro and his wife, karrie, la, monie...so many texts (diya, leogoddess, the twins, Gem, slaus) the crazy fb and twitter salutations! I &lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-5_2Vg5mAGcQ/ThMtQGf2TKI/AAAAAAAAAyg/rae4_ks4Uvs/IMG157.png" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-cwfkpvXMhy0/ThMtOkRIUII/AAAAAAAAAyc/kD_nneaE2-0/IMG156.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-N6eujNSMxg8/ThMtsEWo2SI/AAAAAAAAAyw/KAIce8NXNgI/IMG150.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovvveeeeed it all and that alone woulda been awesome, but then I went to tia lusy's for Lua's bday party and my uncles wanted me drunk, we had a bbq, Chinese checkers for hours then they actually made a cake for me!&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-o4vEJMLUaX4/ThMtarxSwWI/AAAAAAAAAyk/_D6EeTACDpA/IMG152.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fsx87_67c4U/ThOXrOLEl1I/AAAAAAAAAzY/HJYPQzbqCF0/s1600/IMG_6227.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fsx87_67c4U/ThOXrOLEl1I/AAAAAAAAAzY/HJYPQzbqCF0/s320/IMG_6227.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jw8Wr5tj7ko/ThOXr39AuqI/AAAAAAAAAzc/QHwNhF1vtG4/s1600/IMG_9210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jw8Wr5tj7ko/ThOXr39AuqI/AAAAAAAAAzc/QHwNhF1vtG4/s320/IMG_9210.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-frkILS-ED4o/ThOXt4RAnhI/AAAAAAAAAzg/o7m3df-z9vs/s1600/IMG_5348.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-frkILS-ED4o/ThOXt4RAnhI/AAAAAAAAAzg/o7m3df-z9vs/s320/IMG_5348.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we did the presents with much anticipation cause we all got the girls engraved ipods and they freaked (they begged for used ones, conscientious ass.kids!) With accessories and trick wrapping in huge boxes I also got them Just Dance for Wii... And that was amazing, WE ALL BATTLED SUNDAY AND SATURDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;The kicker is ...they bought me a shitload of things omg!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-IHV2hW7WdBM/ThMtfpsu9FI/AAAAAAAAAys/bwbpabFU0Ug/IMG154.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, like...&lt;br /&gt;My grandma got me a mug that says "i love my dog" and a yummy huge candle, she said "for the bedroom" with a wink... Proof my family knows what I'm about... Further proof?.. &lt;br /&gt;Tio blanco got me a nice beach towel, he said for the nude beach.... In front if everyone lol!&lt;br /&gt;Then tia Sa and Tio Ro got me a Sports Bra in black which ive been coveting, is absurd how happy that bra made me!, also a lotion to the perfume im using&lt;br /&gt;And even tio Ra got me workout gear!&lt;br /&gt;The same time I was opening presents my bro said "its in the mail" and Paulie never gives me presents! I was full freakout and I think I owe Binks big time cause it all smelled like she drilled them all, then a BEAUTIFUL CARD from my cousins saying I always had good advice and they loved that im always around with them and that I look super young, Tio Blanco wrote he was happy to step in as a dad (binks commented b4 that..."they love me more, all of them" ) ......THEN! I got a certificate from Binks and Tia Lusy for....1 hour swedish massage, an hour facial, spa mani and pedi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-zPUxddLANjc/ThMtLNZPyWI/AAAAAAAAAyY/0px_YDz-3WU/IMG155.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-zPUxddLANjc/ThMtLNZPyWI/AAAAAAAAAyY/0px_YDz-3WU/IMG155.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you freaking shitting me!?&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing! Couldnt ask for anything else! Except naked sex slaves lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of naked! I said I wasnt gonna but im posting the most pg13 pics of the shoot, I lovvvveeddd them and youve seen me nakeder before, but is kinda a sample of how sessy it was.... Now then since this is from the phone..... Pictures to follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-6Cuz3z1JDVw/ThMubpDzIRI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/k2bzvv2i_LA/Q234.png" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-FsKY9Ww7rQg/ThMueVuMRmI/AAAAAAAAAzU/b1uPZmEAH0I/Q238.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-WKsZG42C_Nc/ThMuaTKx5RI/AAAAAAAAAzM/sLbTN6Uo12A/Q233.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-1823174639492296887?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1823174639492296887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=1823174639492296887' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/1823174639492296887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/1823174639492296887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-about-birthday.html' title='The one about the birthday'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-EkBbxxoZyIs/ThMt_YBhTzI/AAAAAAAAAzA/ByrRndCUdA8/s72-c/IMG140.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-7646877511828624892</id><published>2011-06-25T13:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T13:50:02.801-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics and Prodigal dudes</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gI-7N8-EY20" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So YEssSSSssssssss I did do the pics, will get them back next week-ish, I think they'll be black and white but I also want the color prints cause I thought the effect was fun, He said, he'd cull a few of the ones he took and edit them and ask me which ones I wanted to authorize for his use so yyyaaayyyyy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que mas?&amp;nbsp; Oh the brit? nerdy Glasses, really cool once we got to talking, at the end of our Lunch meet he was like: "i want to write you while i'm away and where do you want me to take you when I get back?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him to surprise me with something, it was a funny ass sexy little back and forth we had for about an hour... i like double entendres convos with hot guys with accents and glasses..... OK I gotta go NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I not LOVE this , Suck an egg with your Girls Dancing Spastic "ruling" the world&amp;nbsp; Beysus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Zm4JVkH0T-E" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chromeo- Hot Mess: swooness this whole vid was feverrific&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnddd&amp;nbsp; I've been dancing to this a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SG4cec5cR78" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scissor Sisters- Invisible Light: how fucking amazeballs&amp;nbsp; AND weird is this video????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-7646877511828624892?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7646877511828624892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=7646877511828624892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/7646877511828624892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/7646877511828624892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-yesssssssssssss-i-did-do-pics-will.html' title='Pics and Prodigal dudes'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/gI-7N8-EY20/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-8773736081750818585</id><published>2011-06-10T00:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T00:26:36.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates and Thangs</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4_F_EqZrcVE" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...NO IDEA why that shit cut off like that, strange I thought it kept going/// Bleh! I'm too tired to give a shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah besides that ( OMG I look like an Emo Boy!, albeit one with lots of hip, ass, etc etc) In other news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Nook Color has been My constant companion for several reasons: I'm still having wireless LAPTOP issues BUT the internet is just fine on the nook, how fine? Fine. Enough. For. Porn. Watching!!!! Can you Imagine??/ Me undersexed, this shit getting Xhamster in addition to all the wonderful books it does?!?!??!&amp;nbsp; AMAZING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Books OMG OMG i have 150 free awesome fiction and non fiction books in my Nook: Is That serious People!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you why, Cause J made me get Demonoid.me and Calibre and Dropbox so I was able to download every new/old book I've been meaning to as well and NYT best sellers list and a whole bunch of other files in VERY VERY small easy to read formats! So far I finished the whole Hunger Games series Last week all in preparation for the Movie, i think Monie is reading the first one book and I think that was my fave of the series as well I'm SUPER geeked out about the casting,&amp;nbsp; and any movie news, how will Panem be recreated, Lenny Kravitz as Cinna, the fact I signed up online and I got assigned District Two which HEH! HOW IRONIC what with my size and what not, career District bitch! LOL ( OMG you MUST read those books so you can be obsessed with me, this A.m At 7am Mo called me saying "WHAT IS THIS REAPING!!!?!?!" and I so so Loved her for that shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be making sure to update my "what I'm reading" little thing more so you can see what I'm reading/ what I'm obsessed with, I finished all the Hunger Games series and now I'm halfway to Andrew Young's The Politician, is about John Edwards and is Dishy about Washington and the Edwards but not in a gossip way, more like very insidery, way cool shit. I also have a book about Area 51 that i saw on The Daily Show a few weeks back, The Psychopath's test which is truly a study Q&amp;amp; A that a reporter did with real Psychopathic personalities and what in means to be like that, I also got World War Z and All the Walking Dead Comics, a bunch of other books, I can't wait to get through them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andddddd... that's it, there is a lot of enforced family time with these fools and so we are doing A LOT of that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside of that I'm like NOT a Gwyneth Paltrow fan AT ALL, But!! I Really, ,Really REALLY&amp;nbsp; love her for &lt;a href="http://goop.com/newsletter/134/?utm_source=Goop+Newsletter&amp;amp;utm_campaign=8d9bc21fa4-Goop134_06_09_2011&amp;amp;utm_medium=email"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;This&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-8773736081750818585?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8773736081750818585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=8773736081750818585' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/8773736081750818585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/8773736081750818585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/updates-and-thangs.html' title='Updates and Thangs'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4_F_EqZrcVE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-6960731525031604323</id><published>2011-06-01T09:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T09:48:31.197-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Much to tell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh Sugar babies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a lot to overshare about, but it'll probably be via vlog, later, cause im at work, frazzled, busy and still with connectivity issues.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All and all we must tell you about the date with The Prettiest Man in The World &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chessy, non?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And other prospects, and the amazing beach weather we've had&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and BOOKS! Omg so many many books! Im nerding THE FUCK OUT! I gotta share everything I just put in my nook, and how OBSSESSED I've become with The Hunger Games series!, is such a must, movie is coming soon and the books are awesome, and dystopian as fuck and I read one between sat. And sunday and had to start the second part right away, I cant put it down! Ugh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me stop, ttyl, this blogging from MY PHONE shit is bird-like *goes back to Catching Fire*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-5ebNur3QysI/TeZDFu2ugHI/AAAAAAAAAyE/G34IZ_ruidI/IMG097.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-W9lpDB9iB0A/TeZDHZGX54I/AAAAAAAAAyI/bQIMinOOwb0/IMG101.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ymsALyg7guY/TeZDIawyl6I/AAAAAAAAAyM/C6UrREh6H_w/1306597790155.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-xxbLkSr5-8s/TeZDJkf0yqI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ZNt6UbRcs04/photo-ffadult-r20-s1-16256027_11073.71980607.main.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-_kkd45aeXNc/TeZDLH83PYI/AAAAAAAAAyU/_2jfeEWe2MA/1295152105506.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-6960731525031604323?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6960731525031604323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=6960731525031604323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/6960731525031604323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/6960731525031604323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/much-to-tell.html' title='Much to tell'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-5ebNur3QysI/TeZDFu2ugHI/AAAAAAAAAyE/G34IZ_ruidI/s72-c/IMG097.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-3472375727084227005</id><published>2011-05-19T13:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T13:32:05.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For  you Tumblrless Souls</title><content type='html'>Gem Made me do that Challenge thing so here it is..."enjoy" * eyeroll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bmwGfIjEEKU" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-3472375727084227005?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3472375727084227005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=3472375727084227005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/3472375727084227005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/3472375727084227005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/for-you-tumblrless-souls.html' title='For  you Tumblrless Souls'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/bmwGfIjEEKU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-4315506797031370234</id><published>2011-05-15T19:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T19:55:17.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Bitches i Know..i Know vlog</title><content type='html'>I'm a lazy sick hobag, therefore here you go( UGH my&amp;nbsp; fucking contacts, sorry&amp;nbsp; folks) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/azfslcYZrvA" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways as I was saying, Tv On the Radio, this is long but amazing ( or is it enchanting, I KNOW we have a fatwah against people using that word and all but seriously!!) : they asked their friends and fam to come up with all the videos/ commentary and their fave directors to do them and it's all in one, like a movie and you should love them . END!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8B5GP0AiQMc" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Back to my bed to be fevery and such ( aside: Loves that my ma neglected to tell me UNTIL i was like "direct" that yeah btw them antibiotics are So Strong your stomach natural stuff wont be there and you are going to poop EVERYTHING you eat withing minutes and like a faucet, btw! CHEERS!!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books in the&amp;nbsp; nook: Some samples and in pre bought format&lt;br /&gt;Dead(ish)&lt;br /&gt;Serial&lt;br /&gt;Dead travel Fast&lt;br /&gt;The Politician ( about that scummy&amp;nbsp; John ass Edwards) &lt;br /&gt;Don't Blink&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Glades&lt;br /&gt;The dressmaker of Khair Khana&lt;br /&gt;Room: &lt;br /&gt;Nice Girls dont get the corner office&lt;br /&gt;Unfamiliar Fishes This is about what lead to Hawaii being anexed to the U.S and Sarah Vowell is an Excellent writer&lt;br /&gt;Bossypants, Tina Fey, nuff said&lt;br /&gt;The Paris Wife&lt;br /&gt;The Warthm of other suns&lt;br /&gt;Boardwalk&amp;nbsp; Empire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also am on a kick about court life ( probably watching Elizabeth I didn't help) &lt;br /&gt;The Captive Queen: This one is about Eleanor of Aquitane&lt;br /&gt;The Life of Louis XIV's Mistress: Athenaïs&amp;nbsp; The real queen of France&lt;br /&gt;Love and Louis XIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still looking for some on Marie Antoinette, and Elizabeth I and Mary queen of Scots but without a rush cause Little known fact .....I have spent MANY MANY MANY years obsessed with those subjects and the Romanov and&amp;nbsp; Joan of Arc and such so in reality maybe maybe I don't need them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-4315506797031370234?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4315506797031370234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=4315506797031370234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4315506797031370234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4315506797031370234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-bitches-i-knowi-know-vlog.html' title='Oh Bitches i Know..i Know vlog'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/azfslcYZrvA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-6469266978676281250</id><published>2011-05-05T00:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T00:56:00.835-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Im a BIT ridiculous</title><content type='html'>So let me shoot you a quick missive from the bitchass phone im still having issues with....since my internet is STILL buggalicious BUT is almost 12 and I don't feel like getting into it with Belkin &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Anywhoo, lets talk manshit cause im horrifically fast &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt;  (btw big aside, my boss has attempted his doucheburger shit twice this week, I've immediately been brief curt and shut that shit down, I'm going to train that asshole so help me Gawd!, so today he said he is off to Panama tomorrow and will bring me something nice, I looked at him like he had that Regretsy fascinator with the rat). &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; So man man stuff, you know how im not all thirsting over the spaniard attorney, so much so I won't reach out if he doesn't first, etc, we are  still pleasant I've still not pressed on hanging out, or setting a date, nor bugging him about it. Yeah idk &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; This amazingness happened: in my fucking brand spanking new gym..... Who should I possibly bump into: &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; G. I. Fucking.Pressed.Joe... As in THAT guy I had to cut him after YELLING AT HIM, Calling at all hours? Work hours? Him!...bypassed him sunday, and was pissy cause he dont even live close to that gym....bumped into him full on today ugh ugh as in: is no fluke, he goes there, I totally blank stared, he squinted like .."it could be..." But I have short hair and shit, and I gave no hint of recognition...lets hope he dont remember what I look like with clothes on...ROTFLMAO &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; However this very same week: Richie Rich hits me up...out of his married ass blue...he's all please dont block me please please please....and OF COURSE I blocked him,then because shit happens like this to me im chatting it up with 2 nice prospects, one, pretty cool respectful dude, made his end game know, we bonded over bitching guys regular shit grammar approach, we shall see cause he is in Miami. Nice looking &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Better looking spick/italian emt-firefighter fridgewide, of course we started flirting pretty bad so like he was asking about lunch, forecast says this one might get it REAL BAD! Something about the vibe and back and forth we were throwing each other. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Yeeaaaaahh depends on that lunch/chemistry check, heh..... Terrible terrible QQ....lets see what they do...ima stand here looking cute&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-6469266978676281250?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6469266978676281250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=6469266978676281250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/6469266978676281250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/6469266978676281250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-bit-ridiculous.html' title='Im a BIT ridiculous'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-3679994376297140057</id><published>2011-04-30T13:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T13:57:51.448-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter and last weeks Megapost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YmsgL_jLgp4/TbwwShz57FI/AAAAAAAAAxo/urjyc9bFFxY/s1600/IMG802.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I promised a big one, and is mostly good shit but like seriously my family is OUT OF CONTROL, just these past two weeks is been a whirlwind of birthday Parties and general gatherings ( Cousin Lari, Cousin Creepy, My stepdad, Easter , random excuse to bbq and drink) not to mention that I'm having ridiculous long days at work, and Yesterday was a wash over the royal wedding, yes i woke up at 4 and twatted the whole thing, the there is also New Gym OMG let's talk about the New Gym:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all the machines are sweeeettt, very new, very Intuitive, self explanatory, amazing!! , Reason i needed a new Gym is that my shitty Bally's was closing so I went shopping around and turns out the Meat Market LA Fitness was not THAT pricey, was close&amp;nbsp; like within waking distance if I want, has a sauna, Pool, free classes and a whole pretty accessible food bar, all of this for like 29.99, and I'm sorry but that's excellent!. How excited am i??? Excited enough to fucking buy this shitty&amp;nbsp; "Old Lady who preys on the pool boy and assorted youngsters" Bathing suit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2UWGKnV1Hs/TbwwK9F1oqI/AAAAAAAAAxY/pdScSjl-oZM/s1600/IMG783.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2UWGKnV1Hs/TbwwK9F1oqI/AAAAAAAAAxY/pdScSjl-oZM/s320/IMG783.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;BTW that's my Lua's Bathroom, she could cleaned her damned Mirror, no??!but that's neither here nor there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit crowded some peak times but you know I'm antisocial, so I already don't go to the Gym til like.. 8? 9? so yeah, cool!. An added perk?: Sweet Weed&amp;nbsp; Smoking Jah The Brownest! THAT PLACE IS PACKED WITH HOT MEN, HOT, all sizes and packages and orientations even AND AND AND ! The KNOW how to eye fuck a lady without overstepping the bullshit, you know what I mean?? not crowding you, ot coming up with bullshit, just eye fuck, nod of sweaty acknowledgment, move on, BAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lordy!! You think I'm Horny??? : Oh my beloveds.. I was just telling people: Next guy I fuck is getting it SO.VERY. HARD.COM that he is going to fancy himself Jesus christ with the magic touch or some such, not realizing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) He is going to end up traumatized and with his life barely together&lt;br /&gt;B) A stiff breeze would knock me off my feet right about now&lt;br /&gt;C) that Multi orgasmic bucking screaming shit is NOT him, is all me all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you know is all the types of hard as hell to be this single, this appropriate, when I have zero desire to BE appropriate, constantly checking a gym full of fucks, and and and , you know who my call blocker&amp;nbsp; snapped in its nets?? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The Vegan!!!!, I Promise you it wasn't one call either try 3 text messages, 8-9 calls... in the span it took me to take a fucking shower!!.. alas you know i have a hard " NO COMEBACKS" rule that I gotta abide by, The way i see it i can't let the OM/Weezy thing perpetuate too much&amp;nbsp; so if we are in good Standing, great, if we aren't and I Iced you you must&amp;nbsp; stay there, Speaking of that other Mal adapted Fuck no he hasn't turned up anywhere, I mean that, even online, but I'm sorta of&amp;nbsp; the mind that even if I don't want you even if I don't feel it in my heart or want to there is a Hard Line and script I have to stick by and that is that. I will tell you this Tho? Homegirl here will NOT go through MONTHS of Celibacy, more on this later, but let me move on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I also met the love of my life again. no not what you think is The Love of My Life Kid Edition sweepstakes. cause you know? For a Bitch that doesn't want&amp;nbsp; or like kids at all very much they flock to me,first Eva ( who is now like a Boho teen, I love love love that Child) , Lua who kinda grew into me and vice versa&amp;nbsp; kinda late but the other day wrote on her school diary I was her favorite relative and that I was her confidante even though it seemed improbably cause we are 2 years apart to the day *sniff*, and then Neeners, I mean Nate Dawg likes me but he just doesn't like anyone very much so is milder than Neeners who calls me antiMommy some days LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meet Ada Fresh Baby Sofia, Quiet baby extraordinaire, Town cryer with anyone else besides mommy and daddy who isn't Antee QQ bear&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VeLav7LJ7b0/TbwwQkz5DMI/AAAAAAAAAxk/p9n_U7wTI2s/s1600/IMG794.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cNFzZDN5jig/TbwwEh94ZqI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/i33rpAPvCC4/s320/IMG761.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;what most kills me is her&amp;nbsp; befuddled Harpo Who dis Bitch? and overall "If you don't get the fuck Out"&amp;nbsp; expressions of Aunt Shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6fzOb3y-io0/TbwsbFIWLaI/AAAAAAAAAwk/mM7ILna6KlA/s1600/100_0932.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6fzOb3y-io0/TbwsbFIWLaI/AAAAAAAAAwk/mM7ILna6KlA/s320/100_0932.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mos-lmoqbm4/Tbws3-ysWZI/AAAAAAAAAwo/BztJkVQMQ-8/s1600/100_0934.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mos-lmoqbm4/Tbws3-ysWZI/AAAAAAAAAwo/BztJkVQMQ-8/s320/100_0934.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;such as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aQfDwYucue8/TbwwG-ZTMkI/AAAAAAAAAxU/XHZPcm3j_sM/s1600/IMG766.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aQfDwYucue8/TbwwG-ZTMkI/AAAAAAAAAxU/XHZPcm3j_sM/s320/IMG766.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or this&amp;nbsp; ( also Aside.. is my Brother's face as a Baby i'm seeing all over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lj8SEQNvxB0/TbwrvJc0iNI/AAAAAAAAAwc/U2cSMD4BlQk/s1600/100_0962.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lj8SEQNvxB0/TbwrvJc0iNI/AAAAAAAAAwc/U2cSMD4BlQk/s320/100_0962.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I was all sorts of in awe, My Bro was all like she is&amp;nbsp; Crazy attached to you dude!!!like she is with us!, shit makes no sense! . he then told me he has his theories about kids having their one true love that they are transfixed by&amp;nbsp; and I might just be it for Homegirl, this as she fell asleep in my arms or cooed at me, or i explained that My Titties were not full of Baby Food, and before you ask let me beat you to the punch... I STILL want no Babies, ever, thank you back to your regular scheduled pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Oh Yeah Bitches, mami of course was sorta ugly and Jelly de que Ada  wasn't all into letting other people picking her up Like That , yet, i  did her nails.. yet you heard right, on her mom's request ... anyways  that and&amp;nbsp; here are our Easter Pics! ( I didn't want to take part of this  nonsense BUT my skirt did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it Twas Glorious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BpEORjM4Vmw/TbwwPS_6jNI/AAAAAAAAAxg/WDemqXO3Gdc/s1600/IMG789.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BpEORjM4Vmw/TbwwPS_6jNI/AAAAAAAAAxg/WDemqXO3Gdc/s320/IMG789.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pb3yYtz2Eq0/TbwvAhJfVLI/AAAAAAAAAxA/1804G1Wlb0E/s1600/100_0954.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pb3yYtz2Eq0/TbwvAhJfVLI/AAAAAAAAAxA/1804G1Wlb0E/s320/100_0954.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YmsgL_jLgp4/TbwwShz57FI/AAAAAAAAAxo/urjyc9bFFxY/s1600/IMG802.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aQfDwYucue8/TbwwG-ZTMkI/AAAAAAAAAxU/XHZPcm3j_sM/s1600/IMG766.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cNFzZDN5jig/TbwwEh94ZqI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/i33rpAPvCC4/s1600/IMG761.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Us Being a Ham, Paulie needs the Pimp cane cause he has a completely torn Ligament after playing soccer and Falling a couple of times, yes we are a hot fucking mess, yeah also I've been calling him Regulator plenty of a lot, that and Pimp Cane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pb3yYtz2Eq0/TbwvAhJfVLI/AAAAAAAAAxA/1804G1Wlb0E/s1600/100_0954.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Girl Time, Neen has lost a TON of weight, trust, Girlfriend has been working out a&amp;nbsp; lot she says, also BTW ho has Binks..OH also somehow i convinced her Crazy Christian ass to get a Tatt for our Bdays ( days apart from each other) and and and Bungee Jump... that should be interesting to say the least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PJALVJysG3M/TbwrabAqPrI/AAAAAAAAAwY/-JTfFu_2xw8/s1600/100_0961.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3oEYIfChjHc/TbwrHOurdfI/AAAAAAAAAwU/GbnI1gL6wME/s1600/100_0959.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3oEYIfChjHc/TbwrHOurdfI/AAAAAAAAAwU/GbnI1gL6wME/s320/100_0959.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5hCSRW4Dv1Y/Tbwqvt363TI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/u7A2F1auZGU/s1600/100_0958.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5hCSRW4Dv1Y/Tbwqvt363TI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/u7A2F1auZGU/s320/100_0958.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Ultimate Stun Shady Queen&amp;nbsp; and i &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fEkktqi8_ME/Tbwr-LarSMI/AAAAAAAAAwg/ALQJgc68Bj8/s1600/100_0965.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fEkktqi8_ME/Tbwr-LarSMI/AAAAAAAAAwg/ALQJgc68Bj8/s320/100_0965.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BTW since i've become Enamored with The Name Pippa (after Kate Middleton, more interesting non Geisha sister, Philippa. which BTW also gives me fevah!)&amp;nbsp; I tried convincing Binks to get that loser to impregnate her again she won't budge, instead she suggested I called Spike, who is already pretty cunt on his own , Pippa.. I seem to think this is a good Idea so poor Picky been walking around for days getting called Pippa, SpickiPippa and so forth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fEkktqi8_ME/Tbwr-LarSMI/AAAAAAAAAwg/ALQJgc68Bj8/s1600/100_0965.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Peep game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Be7Zy5z8jSE/TbwuMmF6chI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Y4bF5YBN3lQ/s1600/100_0938.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Be7Zy5z8jSE/TbwuMmF6chI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Y4bF5YBN3lQ/s320/100_0938.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She only is showing that wallet out cause AntiQq got her it BTW then we have these here baby&amp;nbsp; pimps &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l5_tYc5K5Jo/TbwudRw8jCI/AAAAAAAAAw4/vpLzlwE7Yw0/s1600/100_0949.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l5_tYc5K5Jo/TbwudRw8jCI/AAAAAAAAAw4/vpLzlwE7Yw0/s320/100_0949.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3sQDwkBAos4/TbwuvHnAwmI/AAAAAAAAAw8/nNVKa9FRbxY/s1600/100_0950.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3sQDwkBAos4/TbwuvHnAwmI/AAAAAAAAAw8/nNVKa9FRbxY/s320/100_0950.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Binks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PJALVJysG3M/TbwrabAqPrI/AAAAAAAAAwY/-JTfFu_2xw8/s1600/100_0961.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PJALVJysG3M/TbwrabAqPrI/AAAAAAAAAwY/-JTfFu_2xw8/s320/100_0961.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On More vain, simpler News: um... Scented Polish!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b8rligy3c4k/TbwwWS7JYzI/AAAAAAAAAxw/xuQTSOvHeFI/s1600/IMG813.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b8rligy3c4k/TbwwWS7JYzI/AAAAAAAAAxw/xuQTSOvHeFI/s320/IMG813.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YmsgL_jLgp4/TbwwShz57FI/AAAAAAAAAxo/urjyc9bFFxY/s1600/IMG802.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YmsgL_jLgp4/TbwwShz57FI/AAAAAAAAAxo/urjyc9bFFxY/s320/IMG802.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yI325xGPYUw/TbwwU0RiPJI/AAAAAAAAAxs/bhTNCo1r-J4/s1600/IMG803.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yI325xGPYUw/TbwwU0RiPJI/AAAAAAAAAxs/bhTNCo1r-J4/s320/IMG803.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;( that deep blue, Royal .. on the Toes!!!!!!= EVERYTHING)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and the Magical 9 dollars thrift store dress.. I almost didn't take it, Binks insisted i did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hwxk_ta2wYY/TbwwMTdY4kI/AAAAAAAAAxc/3m5ZPN3sE90/s1600/IMG785.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hwxk_ta2wYY/TbwwMTdY4kI/AAAAAAAAAxc/3m5ZPN3sE90/s320/IMG785.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice Right? now my Hermitty antisocial ass needs to go somewhere and WEAR it, no!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things at work have been calmer but I mostly attribute that to the fact that this repube Birther ass hating Turtle ass motherfucker, hasn't been there much.. and seriously, Thanks Jesus christ up above, He was in Costa Rica, then came work late Tuesday through Thursday , also he wont be there Monday and is off to Panama Thursday to sunday so awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also brought me this wooden Necklace &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VeLav7LJ7b0/TbwwQkz5DMI/AAAAAAAAAxk/p9n_U7wTI2s/s1600/IMG794.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VeLav7LJ7b0/TbwwQkz5DMI/AAAAAAAAAxk/p9n_U7wTI2s/s320/IMG794.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from Costa Rica, which Binkie said that must be pricey cause all the woodwork over there is expensive anyways, he has been quiet since last. um Weds??? when he was being such a nasty cuntrag that i flat out stopped talking to him, of course he noticed then asked what was wrong, but that was last week, this week No papers have been snatched from my hands, no nastiness directed towards me, he did yell at a vendor that came and was so disgusting about it that i was beyond embarrassed, he is a disgusting human being is all I can say about him, yesterday i asked him : &lt;i style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;why are you hectoring me? are&amp;nbsp; you that old or you think I'm a child? do you think I don't know how to do the billing i did alone last week?? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. So he backed up but I think that convo I've been avoiding is going to have to come up soon. I mean these ridiculous switch on/off moments, the bullshit comments, the stuff he expects me to laugh about the comments about even Obama ( in the end I told him that this sound beneath "good People" cause it seems like an issue being made cause of his color. THAT&amp;nbsp; stopped the bullshit tho) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That.. So man front I was talking to that Spaniard Attorney right?? whatever I'm not pressed so as such i'm actually pretty chilled out and such he didn't call me like ..um Last week things ended up happening, turns out his Grampa had died, and it was an unexpected mess But ever since last Sunday he has been touching up on me throughout the day, endearing himsself, sending me pictures through the day etc ( he looks cute and was pretty personable when we spoke on the phone and such even if i docket points for saying Sudacas, and told him so, he redeemed himself by texting me post convo and saying that he thinks i'm the bee's knees, so um.. ok i guess)&amp;nbsp; then yesterday he was telling me that is a shame we are just meeting each other cause he was considering taking a trip to St petersburg and it woulda been fun if I came, and then a whole thing i was cracking on him on his work vs "reggeton concert " steeze pictures i called him Reggeton Ken ( I still have him pegged as a short stack and that's like -_- for me, aka the sort of stuff that leaves me cold), he replied that : &lt;b style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh Gorgeous, you wait for First date Ken, he is awesome!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; That made me laugh a WHOLE bunch&amp;nbsp; and yet at this point&amp;nbsp; I've NOT made any attempt to coordinate this drinking date cause.... IDK.. i mean whatever he is friendly, he seems ok, and i KNOW i gotta give shit a try and an effort and put myself out and indeed try to know someone and then also keep him around to fuck him instead f Using them to fuck them then sorta being done with them&amp;nbsp; but you know I tend to be closed off to guys that I don't&amp;nbsp; "WANTwantwant" and I'm not Patient at all and I have my own rules of engagement shit BUT Let's give this dude a try .In the measure he works for it, so to speak...one think tho, I'm not going to be celibate for Months and months, on end waiting for prince the fuck charming, so should homey not pan out and whatnot you know I have my means of getting mine and will do so with the click of a mouse, no hesitation and you know this... besides this little no sex shit is fucking my complexion BADLY cause let me promise you, i'm not doing much makeup, I'm not sleeping with it on, i'm not seeing Mami too much, i'm cockblocking Binks constant neediness well, i'm also working and making money yet i'm having issues sleeping and staying asleep, eating and my face looks abhorrent and disgusting , and I know I'm like scary tense! ( OMG the phone ringing in my office, our alarm, the automatic stapler are the banes of my existence. if stupid bad how badly i jump up when these things go off) So&amp;nbsp; yeeeeaaaaahhhhhh I need some&amp;nbsp; um... some&amp;nbsp; LOL ( trust me my poor porny links are working Overtime here, and i'm EHxaUSTED&amp;nbsp; from the gym yet not eating enough to support solid ass work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait Yay of all yays I JUST got my swimming Cap! heh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-3679994376297140057?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3679994376297140057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=3679994376297140057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/3679994376297140057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/3679994376297140057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-and-last-weeks-megapost.html' title='Easter and last weeks Megapost'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2UWGKnV1Hs/TbwwK9F1oqI/AAAAAAAAAxY/pdScSjl-oZM/s72-c/IMG783.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-2690805696411790144</id><published>2011-04-27T08:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T08:05:13.504-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have one of those sacred scrolls posts coming...</title><content type='html'>... at least that's what Gem calls em.... but m BUSSSYYYY as all the fucks so bear with me, let's say that I'm going to try to do it after the gym tonight ok??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is all good shit, my gym is amazing, my baby niece is amazing, my Easter was..... aight? ( you know I don't do these dumb celebrations) my boss is ... so far this week NOT bad, something in the man front, I'm still NOT relentlessly fucking a hot piece of ass( which i need more than i can EXPRESS) etc etc etc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-2690805696411790144?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2690805696411790144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=2690805696411790144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/2690805696411790144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/2690805696411790144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-have-one-of-those-sacred-scrolls.html' title='I have one of those sacred scrolls posts coming...'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-5314072844462763529</id><published>2011-04-17T11:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T11:35:48.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HOUSTON&gt;Here</title><content type='html'>Friends I've not blogged, I've had one of my shittiest weeks in recent memory therefore I could not blog about the AWWWEEESSSOOMMME&amp;nbsp; trip I had, so&amp;nbsp; today i pretty much disconnected from everyone and everything and decided to take a ME day ....I bailed on one of my cousin's Bday party ( NOT my kids tho, an adult cousin in Miami, I'm not THAT big a dick, real talk)&amp;nbsp; Let me start with the bad so I can finish with a delicious flourish of GOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;My Boss was a REAL cunt Like I was thinking I'm done here, you name it, rude, condescending, bitchy, whinny, nasty, shushing me, dismissing me like you would a dog ( wave of the hand) ... and I stayed til 6:30 that wasn't the only time this week but since he paid me the regular amount soooo THAT shit is O-V-E-R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day also i had to follow up on an appointment i made Sunday with my shitty complex people to come inspect my apartment for an insurance claim or some such right? ( this will be amazing later on) I tell them it needs to be at exactly 1:30 cause&amp;nbsp; is lunch and I have shit like A NEW JOB WITH A BITCHY MOTHERFUCKER THAT I NEED TO KEEP, ,they agree, the option is, If im not there they are calling a locksmith to pick my lock and that's that .. at my expense, lovely.... That day i do not get home til 7... when i do, I have nothing but basic channels, 1-12&amp;nbsp; *sadfaces all around* I've been paying for basic cable since I moved but gettig the premium ones, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called comcast apparently my are went all digital I need a digital converter, That's it.. well that and more money for cable, I manage to talk them into a good deal ok, great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: My car stalls in the parking lot of my complex at 8:30 am... I won't be on time to the job i already had to psyche myself into going today, car stalls cause apparently now i have issues&amp;nbsp; with my gas indicators sometimes and if is low&amp;nbsp; it might not be necessarily right, so what does superQ end up doing? changing to shorts no time to do anything else and walk a mile (half back and forth) ...in heels..in 89 deg weather....HUSTLING FAST...with a huge purse , and a gas can which later was full... no point calling anyone in my family cause no one was close like i was to the station there, and frankly, they are not useful quick thinking sorts&amp;nbsp; and i didn't have time to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to walking smelling like gas, hair and makeup&amp;nbsp; essentially sweated out ( Thanks God La Insists I do concealer and powder for summer)&amp;nbsp; and I make it to work, 5 minutes later Turtle the Whinny Cunt Calls!!! and I was scott free but i basically had to refresh myself at that office, my calves, fingers, soles of my feet, ass, forearms and&amp;nbsp; were ON FIRE and they remained so for a while, my sister was being th kind of self absorbed bitch she always tends to be and kept insisting that we went to the gym at 9 pm tonight I told her Not a chance after what happened and how I was feeling , she whined whined whined and I told her "sure I'll try" just to get her off and of course later I played total dumb about it. I reconfirm the fucking appointment with the condo about the inspection, re-verify that I MUST stick to a schedule, she agrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:&amp;nbsp; I want you to Guess who doesn't show up to their scheduled appointment? please the fuck guess?? guess who THREATENED ME with Picking the lock to my apartment?? Please fucking give it a crack......I ended up staying out of the office an hour and a half because of these cocksuckers, they&amp;nbsp; fail to show I turned into a fucking harpy to that bitch in the condo, first she blew me off then threatened with the lock pick, after i told her i was in a new job and threatened to sue ALL of them should anything happen to my locks or belongings she agrees to change it to the next day... That day i don't get home until 8 cause I have to stop by the most nastiest ghetto Comcast to pick up my boxes, i make it there right at six but they shuffle me from one line to the other and back again, the place stunk and it was a mess but once I got home i had to roll up my girl sleeves and fix these boxes in place......only for comcast to be down until say....... 11pm.... when&amp;nbsp; it finally comes on&amp;nbsp; I get to hunting for some hair pictures of what I need/want my hair to grow into..... AND I catch fucking Blaster Worm on my computer... Unable to browse or do anything I get to trying to lean this shit up until about 1am, I let some patch or other run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; The Computer wouldn't turn on, repair access the hard disk or anything... with nothing except all my music and pics to lose... I decide to reload the fucking thing as I'm getting ready for work&amp;nbsp; UGH. I come at 1:20, the inspectors FAIL to show up, ONLY for me to literally blow UP at the condo lady, warn her that they BETTER not touch my apartment ,&amp;nbsp; guess who is shooting the shit downstairs when i come to leave for work, running late already??? Yes Those cocksuckers I proceed to tell them exactly where to go and tell them i'm NOT staying another 20 mins for them to be done, since I made an appointment they refused to keep, so then my Venezuelan neighbor comes out and asks what's the matter , I tell him what is the matter, he offers to keep my keys for me ( and this guy is basically a nice stranger) UGH I had no other option really so, ok fine..... ugh That day I don't get home til 7pm, cause I had to stop by to buy shit for my house, Amazing really Not one day this week I"ve made this happen in a good way for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Pretty good except Pearl been Bugging me not just with her bullshit But SHE is obsessing about whether OM has contacted me or not when I cant give a fuck about it, we know how he operates, my plan of action is in place complete with why you need to leave me alone forever talking points, and I'm already eyefucking some cute but too young tail that came into my job and talking to this Spaniard attorney, we'll see how that goes but still, I'm NOT sitting here waiting for anything... yet still Another bullshit comment from my boss, a bullshit invite from my aunt to a surprise party blah blah blah, and sadness over my sweet Gemmy in other words not home til 7 again, but I made good on my promises to myself of being in bed by 10 and drunk for good measure.........Binks started me bothering me again about the gym Saturday About going to the gym at 1.. i told her NOT a&amp;nbsp; chance, I INTEND&amp;nbsp; to stay in bed til AT LEAST 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, Not good for beach today BUT I stayed in bed forever, and I fixed my computer totally and I was ale to get that Skype shit together so much so that&amp;nbsp; I was finally able to talk to my papi first time since January That was awesome, we talked long he counseled me about OM, bout work, It was Awesome, i love him so much, Binks tried some guilting about seeing mami and Tia Lusy and about going to that party, I told her that MY Ideal Saturday did NOT include dealing with&amp;nbsp; anyone of my family, Tia Lusy called and I told her i was NOT doing no party and I needed to chill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's that tho, next week i can start my gym, normal no bullshit routine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Then the Trip!?!?!/ was AMAZING, relaxing, ignorant and just awesome, needless to say you'll see why now I'm MCdepressed I'm back home and stuff going through banal ass bullshit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday: &lt;/b&gt;I get there La gets me from the airport with Britney Spears as requested and I got to shaking my tits like I have no class of home training, I figgers, nobody done know me in Texas, might as well be that asshole, non??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was SUPER tired so Lalita went back to work nd I got to sleeping with this little lady Honey Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FIqutfcxlDI/TapaYZrAMUI/AAAAAAAAAuI/TAlH0RsZGw0/s1600/100_0771.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FIqutfcxlDI/TapaYZrAMUI/AAAAAAAAAuI/TAlH0RsZGw0/s320/100_0771.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zEFj5dmhTXo/Tapl0BC0jnI/AAAAAAAAAvs/JVISZbwtO5w/s1600/100_0769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isn't she GLORIOUS?? she woke me up with a toy in her mouth asking me to throw her some ball. THEN after I passed out for a few hours La came back we Chilled and talked some bullshit until it was time to go get The Momocho, At that juncture it was late, we were hungry so we went to get something to eat and meet up with La's mom, who thinks totally she is part of the group,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zEFj5dmhTXo/Tapl0BC0jnI/AAAAAAAAAvs/JVISZbwtO5w/s1600/100_0769.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zEFj5dmhTXo/Tapl0BC0jnI/AAAAAAAAAvs/JVISZbwtO5w/s320/100_0769.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOL we like to order one thing and have a bite and a sip of what everyone has!, At this juncture i'd like to point out an say: JESUS FUCKING MINTY CHRIST everything in Texas is FUCKING FAR !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we woke up mad late, La had some Mom stuff to take care of and Me and Monie got to talking and offering up our comments to the teevee as well as play with Honey, eventually came time to meet up with Gem and so drive away we did (far ass living little thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGymfbfRyQw/TappVlgFmnI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ArAYAxBtbd8/s1600/100_0791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGymfbfRyQw/TappVlgFmnI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ArAYAxBtbd8/s320/100_0791.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wvgi3_eXFPs/Tapoqu82ZsI/AAAAAAAAAvw/dnmR_2Sgq5I/s1600/100_0774.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wvgi3_eXFPs/Tapoqu82ZsI/AAAAAAAAAvw/dnmR_2Sgq5I/s320/100_0774.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N-NmFbg8xhc/Tapo_0brQ2I/AAAAAAAAAv0/x6TYzW-j4ao/s1600/100_0778.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N-NmFbg8xhc/Tapo_0brQ2I/AAAAAAAAAv0/x6TYzW-j4ao/s320/100_0778.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, Pookie and Topaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pymkScqEcVI/Tapg7G_7JAI/AAAAAAAAAvg/LaTCYZ7g18Y/s1600/100_0785.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pymkScqEcVI/Tapg7G_7JAI/AAAAAAAAAvg/LaTCYZ7g18Y/s320/100_0785.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oK126BK2Apg/Tapgp47Wu7I/AAAAAAAAAvc/WFkySYcORxU/s1600/100_0784.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oK126BK2Apg/Tapgp47Wu7I/AAAAAAAAAvc/WFkySYcORxU/s320/100_0784.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;( topaz is REALLY cunty for no reason, if she don't approach you, dont you go trying to approach her)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7omUtEocbAA/TaphPpAmvBI/AAAAAAAAAvk/pW1XwYdZW6o/s1600/100_0789.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7omUtEocbAA/TaphPpAmvBI/AAAAAAAAAvk/pW1XwYdZW6o/s320/100_0789.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Together we went to Grand Luxe to eat and to the Mall: Mos IGNORANT&amp;nbsp; dinner ever!, we had a swishy waiter, Gem is a drive by comments assassin and a camera hammerupper Suga Free quoting ass nigga&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mw8_Nw3XXXM/Tapbgc3Tv_I/AAAAAAAAAuY/dEA1W2iB328/s1600/100_0803.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mw8_Nw3XXXM/Tapbgc3Tv_I/AAAAAAAAAuY/dEA1W2iB328/s320/100_0803.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-66ypuaAz9pA/TapbM6HQl3I/AAAAAAAAAuU/TiZD6ZG400Y/s1600/100_0799.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-66ypuaAz9pA/TapbM6HQl3I/AAAAAAAAAuU/TiZD6ZG400Y/s320/100_0799.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pgel0GGkN84/Tapeu-KjQaI/AAAAAAAAAvE/lCQczBPpVJo/s1600/100_0804.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pgel0GGkN84/Tapeu-KjQaI/AAAAAAAAAvE/lCQczBPpVJo/s320/100_0804.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, bread exhaltations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we were sitting on the same side we was serious appreciating this fine piece on a date... Until some fugly fat emo dude took his place..Tragique! ( do remind me of telling you about this Tragique business cause is super funny0 See? this is her just FUCKING with my spirit&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXU80Y3ggtk/Tapa622ET5I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/1UzxA5-P-dE/s1600/100_0795.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXU80Y3ggtk/Tapa622ET5I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/1UzxA5-P-dE/s320/100_0795.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9UM-q70zoUI/TapapQTDn6I/AAAAAAAAAuM/AWVtbXgpWRA/s1600/100_0793.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9UM-q70zoUI/TapapQTDn6I/AAAAAAAAAuM/AWVtbXgpWRA/s320/100_0793.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fanfuckingtastic we got tipsy proper and super loud, we was rowdy ya'll ( Aside I'm watching Planet Terror in PURE UNADULTERATED AWE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gW2kyb0wVaM/TapfX3OPtWI/AAAAAAAAAvM/H6r7Wsx6rNw/s1600/100_0809.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gW2kyb0wVaM/TapfX3OPtWI/AAAAAAAAAvM/H6r7Wsx6rNw/s320/100_0809.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CwLPdRVcyEg/TapfEUhhDGI/AAAAAAAAAvI/GLGeDnc2UKo/s1600/100_0807.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CwLPdRVcyEg/TapfEUhhDGI/AAAAAAAAAvI/GLGeDnc2UKo/s320/100_0807.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-svpWBMdSLxk/TapfuyyHh9I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/5aeXMei5Ow4/s1600/100_0810.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-svpWBMdSLxk/TapfuyyHh9I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/5aeXMei5Ow4/s320/100_0810.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GSCRppYzcz0/TapgAUx5KnI/AAAAAAAAAvU/KVH_QteVF8I/s1600/100_0811.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GSCRppYzcz0/TapgAUx5KnI/AAAAAAAAAvU/KVH_QteVF8I/s320/100_0811.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;( I really have too many pics of this chick's Titties)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj5crFUvX7Y/TapgXgADT4I/AAAAAAAAAvY/cS-72pdYETU/s1600/100_0816.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj5crFUvX7Y/TapgXgADT4I/AAAAAAAAAvY/cS-72pdYETU/s320/100_0816.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sad i didnt finish that stuff ( Creme brulee two ways) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then went to the Galleria mall where we touched and tried all manner of makeup, i just for the fuck of it put some Fuchsia Lipglosss on Gem paired with gold and purple eyeshadow and now I'm mad we didn't take a pic ( earlier in the day i also did Mon's eye makeup before we left the house), i also got YSL Parisienne which I was obsessed for a while so yay me, they then gave me Pacco Rabbane's Lady Million which is Sick Sick Sick and probably the next purchase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day La Monie and I went to the zoo after a Yummers breakfast, La drove us around before, there are Japanese Gardens and huge nice park area, super nice..... we also acted ignorant as all the hell in the Zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dhlZINldYY8/TapZ4ygaw7I/AAAAAAAAAuA/OXUB9QwmQDE/s1600/100_0823.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dhlZINldYY8/TapZ4ygaw7I/AAAAAAAAAuA/OXUB9QwmQDE/s320/100_0823.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ucu-s8LJFOY/Tapb4RgkYzI/AAAAAAAAAuc/vMSsMzrwZEs/s1600/100_0821.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ucu-s8LJFOY/Tapb4RgkYzI/AAAAAAAAAuc/vMSsMzrwZEs/s320/100_0821.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ahJpAKUcTLA/TapaH2kbunI/AAAAAAAAAuE/4oC8VT3UJh8/s1600/100_0825.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ahJpAKUcTLA/TapaH2kbunI/AAAAAAAAAuE/4oC8VT3UJh8/s320/100_0825.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CV0NlmT8fUA/TapZoujb4aI/AAAAAAAAAt8/oO29OukCE84/s1600/100_0821.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CV0NlmT8fUA/TapZoujb4aI/AAAAAAAAAt8/oO29OukCE84/s320/100_0821.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6-5zhsWhIIM/TapcKfruWkI/AAAAAAAAAug/fC1QeB6yivk/s1600/100_0854.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6-5zhsWhIIM/TapcKfruWkI/AAAAAAAAAug/fC1QeB6yivk/s320/100_0854.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wcS1vqRXHWA/Tapc8cNX8mI/AAAAAAAAAus/suqseoW1NkA/s1600/100_0853.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wcS1vqRXHWA/Tapc8cNX8mI/AAAAAAAAAus/suqseoW1NkA/s320/100_0853.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eiMZbMjqCLs/TapeeUICl_I/AAAAAAAAAvA/FasDf3ik8_I/s1600/100_0885.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eiMZbMjqCLs/TapeeUICl_I/AAAAAAAAAvA/FasDf3ik8_I/s320/100_0885.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pd1WQlZC3I/TapdhJv_69I/AAAAAAAAAu0/w7RPVisztvI/s1600/100_0873.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pd1WQlZC3I/TapdhJv_69I/AAAAAAAAAu0/w7RPVisztvI/s320/100_0873.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vu-SQQ5JdUM/Tapdzv8Lx-I/AAAAAAAAAu4/uNECSyIkAfk/s1600/100_0879.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vu-SQQ5JdUM/Tapdzv8Lx-I/AAAAAAAAAu4/uNECSyIkAfk/s320/100_0879.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;( i BTW have TONS more animal pics than girl Pics, WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Moment of shinning glory would be me and Mo singing random bullshit throughout the day, we tombout: Annie songs, The sound of music, and of course our Grand Opus: The Geico commercial&amp;nbsp; sexy grampa, complete with dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nlVo7O2qm-4" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now imagine I woke up doing that dance and song AND it went on all day even in public spaces.. ok then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And La is good for a mini tour, we went by the mcMansions, by Rice University and so on, we then&amp;nbsp; as it was our last night there went to dinner BUT also had a late lunch sponsored by my rice and beans ( i had made Brownies with cookies Late as hell the night before also we THOUGHT we were going to go to the gym but got so tired and dehydrated in the hot sun that we had to come back for a couple hours nap)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the evening portion we met up with a few of La's Friends, we were tipsy by then cause La started making us do shots before we left the house, whilst listening to get ready Hood music, Mo decided that sure I could wear my slut dress BUT i couldn't bend or really do much cause my goods would show, I gamely showed them bitches ALLLLLLL my goods proper with good titty shimmer and also La had questions about my hood ornament, like, um she really didn't know even though EVERYONE knows this, so we showed and told. all this said&amp;nbsp; we went eventually to Cyclone Anaya, the MOST yummy Mexican food and we first sat at the bar having MORE libations, there La told some dude he wasn't her daddy cause he had issues with her cussing and I ignored some thirsty chinless poor soul that sorta keep trying to make a move, Teh Sad.... anyways then&amp;nbsp; La's crew came:&amp;nbsp; Sling shot ( named so cause her arm was in a cast), her girlfriend, the Girl I called Her Labia But who was super Highlarious, and then Gemmy came for that too, with her fine fucking Linens OBSERVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1-Lu2wsm-dc/TapX2XwTlEI/AAAAAAAAAto/kjOjZu4ik7w/s1600/100_0926.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1-Lu2wsm-dc/TapX2XwTlEI/AAAAAAAAAto/kjOjZu4ik7w/s320/100_0926.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes i'm showcasing her linens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EXYp8EgOdSo/TapYPKrfXxI/AAAAAAAAAts/44XG-eJb47g/s1600/100_0927.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EXYp8EgOdSo/TapYPKrfXxI/AAAAAAAAAts/44XG-eJb47g/s320/100_0927.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Titties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cijz0N7gYY0/TapYjsdltRI/AAAAAAAAAtw/_TG_tZZqH8Y/s1600/100_0928.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cijz0N7gYY0/TapYjsdltRI/AAAAAAAAAtw/_TG_tZZqH8Y/s320/100_0928.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They also hold the bills, Is a service i offer my good friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gWF3Mte2S10/TapY1-3Sw9I/AAAAAAAAAt0/IpAQI7nIap0/s1600/100_0930.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gWF3Mte2S10/TapY1-3Sw9I/AAAAAAAAAt0/IpAQI7nIap0/s320/100_0930.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--RZjEaKRykA/TapZWk4PlFI/AAAAAAAAAt4/rygq7LI1iD0/s1600/100_0920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--RZjEaKRykA/TapZWk4PlFI/AAAAAAAAAt4/rygq7LI1iD0/s320/100_0920.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to see if we could get a Tattoo but in reality we were MUCH too drunk so fuck it we went home after they kicked us out, so ok on the drive there we were sorta talking about tumblers which BTW, all these them whores have very active tumblrs, me? not so much I just follow them: &lt;a href="http://treasurehunter.tumblr.com/"&gt;Gem&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://rich-onica.tumblr.com/"&gt;Monie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ladidahdi.tumblr.com/"&gt;La&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://jackiedaniels.tumblr.com/"&gt;Karrie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://neverlandgeekery.tumblr.com/"&gt;Sher&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp; Anyways&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;on the way back home La said something and I said Bitches love smiley faces this then turned to THIS Tumblr post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fwn7gXPZI28/TasIYnoU8VI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-P28Jgns25k/s1600/tumblr_liuakgFfui1qeghggo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fwn7gXPZI28/TasIYnoU8VI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-P28Jgns25k/s320/tumblr_liuakgFfui1qeghggo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lord beloved Jesus If i didn't sit there losing it for full on 10 minutes, like tears, snorting you name it ...... OMG you just had to be there it was amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I was the first one to leave therefore the first one to be super fucking sad and stuff cause I had to be away from my girls, UGH, at least Honey Came with to wave me buh bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pd1WQlZC3I/TapdhJv_69I/AAAAAAAAAu0/w7RPVisztvI/s1600/100_0873.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oK126BK2Apg/Tapgp47Wu7I/AAAAAAAAAvc/WFkySYcORxU/s1600/100_0784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pymkScqEcVI/Tapg7G_7JAI/AAAAAAAAAvg/LaTCYZ7g18Y/s1600/100_0785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7omUtEocbAA/TaphPpAmvBI/AAAAAAAAAvk/pW1XwYdZW6o/s1600/100_0789.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldC7GxKJJwE/TaphroCEGxI/AAAAAAAAAvo/L1EtcIZDqQg/s1600/100_0799.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-5314072844462763529?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5314072844462763529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=5314072844462763529' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/5314072844462763529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/5314072844462763529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/04/houstonhere.html' title='HOUSTON&gt;Here'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FIqutfcxlDI/TapaYZrAMUI/AAAAAAAAAuI/TAlH0RsZGw0/s72-c/100_0771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-8860061865766668353</id><published>2011-04-05T23:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T23:48:09.809-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So</title><content type='html'>A quickie post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Things at work are Really really good and Busy and I'm learning so so much, I like the work, he is fair, he pays me well, on time, he is grumpy weird but i like him (OMG the other day some dude randomly followed me&amp;nbsp; from Boston Market, like to my Job, i was livid and having crazies over that shit, My Boss made Ben Stein Voiced Fun, fuck him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm still having horrific internet issue Maybe this time the solution is final, but I spend HOURS with Belkin every other day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I only wanted to come say OMG I CANNOT WAIIIITTTT to see La and Mon and Gem!!! Thursday I leave here, Lua is watching spicky, we are going to eat and lounge and work out together and shop and drink and Gem can't cause she is preggo but it'll be my first time seeing her face to face! OMGGGGGGGG I'm going to take lots of pics I have the best Nails for the occasion, I'll show you later! I'm only sad that Like Karrie aint there and stuff like that , but I have every intention of trying to make Sher's special day and also seeing some of these old whores come July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* ANNNNNDDD finally OM and I are Dunzo or OFF But i prefer Dunzo cause I have 0.0% trust in him, you see, we didn't spend the weekend together, we talked but it was a bit weird and then yesterday he left for Alabama, and I'm schedule to leave Thursday so&amp;nbsp; he took me to Lunch on Monday.......... point is he got caught SO VERY red handed, very much so, to the point Monie thinks his balls won't come back down in a minute. I asked him flat out about being online and he tried to make it sound like I was slightly tripping but I calmly and reasonably explained WHY i&amp;nbsp; had that sort of feeling, he gave a weak non denial, I said Fuck it, let me check.... I saw a profile with no pic, not a lot of info BUT the few things listed/said IMMEDIATELY perked my antenna and my gut so intensely that after a bunch of days sitting there with a blind fake profile i decide to contact im Very brazenly, bluntly online, no opener just : Got a Picture??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he replied, he replied with a picture, a fully clothed normal smiling pic, no questions about who I was or anything..... after that I used his christian given name and&amp;nbsp; UNLOADED so very completely, I called him liar, i told him this was over and to not contact me again cause I cant figure why when given an out from a person that clearly loves him he'd choose to lie, I literally unloaded uninterrupted, that dude was stunned... stunned stunned, he said nothing I wrote huge blocks then left the chat and told him to put his goddamned pics up cause he was officially opened for business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me make clear this wasn't about me not wanting a dude to get his porn or his flirt on or jack off online if it gets you off, cause at all this I don't think he was at any point porking anyone else based on how much he works, how much time was spent together and just the same gut feeling that told me right off That's HIM ONLINE (P.s: All the girls that have known of the situation from go agree to this) ... This is about : Lying when you didn't have to, purposefully playing with fire when you had no need cause the AMAZING bitch that lives 10 mins from you coulda have that any time day or night, this is about being underhanded and acting like I was in the wrong when surely the&amp;nbsp; fuck I wasn't, this is about being open forthcoming and accepting that being in a relationship, having feelings for someone, don't make you a bitchass, soft or signifies he death of your balls, cause last I checked I drained those on the regular, you know what does make you a bitch???&amp;nbsp; LYING , and being so damned simple about what you should have in your life, La is all telling me that Unlike Monie she doesn't think is attention she thinks this was all the ego of thinking&amp;nbsp; he can go out and get chicks&amp;nbsp; still, either way, yeah, done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karrie and Gem were warning me he will try again,&amp;nbsp; but Binks just reminded me that I have that new extra app in my phone that blocks the phones from even texting me and at this is the thing.. I don't want to but i'm going to, sure in 2- 3 months when i'm all hard up for good cock, good pussy eating in an amazingly alluring package ( to me, yeah that means Hot and Tall, sorry and you gotta fuck well and have some brains and sense and no kids)&amp;nbsp; but I don't think I can try to make this work if there is not going to be a real acknowledgment that this is a closed relationship, that he needs to be 100% honest and real about what he wants etc, is a shame cause he is NOT a bad person, fucked up? pervy? sure but not bad, BROKEN, Completely dumb about expressing feelings, hardened ... But&amp;nbsp; he's been real supportive when I actually call and say I need him, in any capacity he can he helps me when i was scrapping bottom looking for work, and worried about money he's put resources at my disposal&amp;nbsp; and was always very pep girl about my job search, always telling me I'm prepped properly for my interviews, and Jesus, better that&amp;nbsp; My own mother and stuff so yeah, no questions asked, but he doesn't understand that relationships are about more than that and that I require MORE than "I got your bills" to fully feel we are cool, I don't require traditional relationship standards of anything BUT I require 110% honesty about everything that goes on, yeah even to say the REAL shit like:&amp;nbsp; "you are looking fat", "I want to flirt with other people actively but i wont dirty my nose up", "I am stupid, so holed me down when I'm not talking real good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please don't do the " you deserve Blah balh balh" i Know, I know that&amp;nbsp; not at a deep down level I know that right in the fucking surface, i'm awesomesauce, Ok? I can't help who i ended up growing feelings for and that somehow we got embroiled in this or that once i have eyes for someone I get stuff there for a while or that I don't socialize with guys, i don't club, i don't talk to guys I don't want to fuck, or find unattractive or uninteresting and my 7-8 male friends are that cause&amp;nbsp; that next level is NEVER gonna come, that's all me, that's all wrong, I can't scope possibilities while hung up on someone else, so i'm not always predating on dick when i have what i am but whatever, is what's up, I'm actually ok, I'm super duper excited about my trip, my job, the possibility of my money getting saved up, and all of that, I don't think it'll hit me/ bother me til weeks/months from now when i'm alone at home or simply not getting my fucking proper on, ad you KNOW I have a NO old guys policy so Um No I won't be using my old line up.... that's booooorrrriiiinnnggg ( plus i've completely blocked and ignored them all anywhoo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG In other news this dumb shit...I'm OBSESSED with this fucking song..is a damned shame cause&amp;nbsp; i'm so NOT into the radio, or this chick or whatevs (Noisia's and Tiesto the bestestseststs) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OehxXNCYvTM" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;..I'm not even into this talentless chippy but I cannot stop this shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other out of character pick this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-Edv8Onsrgg" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... britney effing spears.. ugh this shit is delicious and innapropriate, so damned wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/M6G10QgJm1o" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snoop Dogg &amp;amp; David Guetta- Wet: Lord Jesus this damned song is a party in a can!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-8860061865766668353?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8860061865766668353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=8860061865766668353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/8860061865766668353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/8860061865766668353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/04/so.html' title='So'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OehxXNCYvTM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-3819112982234856945</id><published>2011-03-29T00:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T00:37:09.449-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it again, too much time went by, you get a Vlog again</title><content type='html'>So lets start with this anddddd follow it up with everything that happened riiighhhhtt after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sknmVTsKzqc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sknmVTsKzqc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then here;&amp;nbsp; pictures of the New Office.. basically homey need a decorator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g0Vh0fZewWE/TZFS5A38jcI/AAAAAAAAAr0/t0F6MXsupAg/s1600/IMG581.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g0Vh0fZewWE/TZFS5A38jcI/AAAAAAAAAr0/t0F6MXsupAg/s320/IMG581.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-11DViB6_mnU/TZFS8yOiV6I/AAAAAAAAAr8/VERSyLswWZE/s1600/IMG583.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-11DViB6_mnU/TZFS8yOiV6I/AAAAAAAAAr8/VERSyLswWZE/s320/IMG583.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mHMXVCCQCw4/TZFS7GXYKGI/AAAAAAAAAr4/-8hefGWDdPI/s1600/IMG582.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mHMXVCCQCw4/TZFS7GXYKGI/AAAAAAAAAr4/-8hefGWDdPI/s320/IMG582.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OM was very succint on it: a man likes his fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tia Lusy Thing at random:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HvWUygmG0Q/TZFXnVqIpYI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/oaAQTMemoX8/s1600/100_0733.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HvWUygmG0Q/TZFXnVqIpYI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/oaAQTMemoX8/s320/100_0733.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Creepy Cousin and Tio blanco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3W5hS4Jjn4/TZFX6lopXyI/AAAAAAAAAsU/-aoFkNtkv5w/s1600/100_0737.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3W5hS4Jjn4/TZFX6lopXyI/AAAAAAAAAsU/-aoFkNtkv5w/s320/100_0737.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;La and your Favorite shady stun old Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VsMzyvQGkEU/TZFYfhLPBhI/AAAAAAAAAsc/AcEDAkt77nU/s1600/100_0739.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VsMzyvQGkEU/TZFYfhLPBhI/AAAAAAAAAsc/AcEDAkt77nU/s320/100_0739.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;CakeMeiter Tia Sa acting like she is drunk but aint for reals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RlaVLUHDlKI/TZFYwUdTLCI/AAAAAAAAAsg/q4LZjAfSGr8/s1600/100_0740.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RlaVLUHDlKI/TZFYwUdTLCI/AAAAAAAAAsg/q4LZjAfSGr8/s320/100_0740.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This shit was Uber Delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gy0Ay4u0x1A/TZFZASZk2TI/AAAAAAAAAsk/LTEZyjLhT2I/s1600/100_0741.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gy0Ay4u0x1A/TZFZASZk2TI/AAAAAAAAAsk/LTEZyjLhT2I/s320/100_0741.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This ones are to the side but un-passable cause that child was both chatty and demanding a few different poses, i believe I called her stanky, she says: Do you even know you lie Anti QuQuerz ( she calls me that if i call her Neeneers) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gzuh4h8hh1U/TZFZldU0bvI/AAAAAAAAAss/YaRJ327iOC8/s1600/100_0744.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gzuh4h8hh1U/TZFZldU0bvI/AAAAAAAAAss/YaRJ327iOC8/s320/100_0744.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s0p7RyFjUmI/TZFaNuukQII/AAAAAAAAAs0/0YT9AJJlHH0/s1600/100_0746.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s0p7RyFjUmI/TZFaNuukQII/AAAAAAAAAs0/0YT9AJJlHH0/s320/100_0746.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This one... she looks so like mt sister&amp;nbsp; God It creeps me the eff out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7WUkazHrLwc/TZFaf5H31YI/AAAAAAAAAs4/dgl9UxlTcQs/s1600/100_0747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7WUkazHrLwc/TZFaf5H31YI/AAAAAAAAAs4/dgl9UxlTcQs/s320/100_0747.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Us &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7gs9fHhxzsI/TZFa6_Evb8I/AAAAAAAAAs8/xaRlp2g4gek/s1600/100_0748.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7gs9fHhxzsI/TZFa6_Evb8I/AAAAAAAAAs8/xaRlp2g4gek/s320/100_0748.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nate Dawg Right before Ducking, now he has a thing about properly staying put for pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rpT-Zz9-UrY/TZFbOryLOHI/AAAAAAAAAtA/xUn-tYo83Pg/s1600/100_0749.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rpT-Zz9-UrY/TZFbOryLOHI/AAAAAAAAAtA/xUn-tYo83Pg/s320/100_0749.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hamming up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U5xKJR-PK3k/TZFbn7oDZWI/AAAAAAAAAtE/NiyQ-AEuk5U/s1600/100_0752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U5xKJR-PK3k/TZFbn7oDZWI/AAAAAAAAAtE/NiyQ-AEuk5U/s320/100_0752.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JIM2MVx96Bk/TZFb6KwiJ6I/AAAAAAAAAtI/XzEaSAfHJyc/s1600/100_0754.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JIM2MVx96Bk/TZFb6KwiJ6I/AAAAAAAAAtI/XzEaSAfHJyc/s320/100_0754.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tio Blanco cooked that meat with new potatoes.. that shit was amazing and I'm NOT a meat Person at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nat5uFoxT1k/TZFcjIyPb2I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/p3X9yHSCZFA/s1600/100_0757.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nat5uFoxT1k/TZFcjIyPb2I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/p3X9yHSCZFA/s320/100_0757.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I asked her for a Cheesy But thoughtful pose, she complied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9-yO6D0yUk0/TZFc7rHNzFI/AAAAAAAAAtU/NVMDAXrltzU/s1600/100_0758.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9-yO6D0yUk0/TZFc7rHNzFI/AAAAAAAAAtU/NVMDAXrltzU/s320/100_0758.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Busy, to Plez nt interrupt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gFta9CJxFw/TZFdPd08wDI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Q07HV7--7YQ/s1600/100_0761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gFta9CJxFw/TZFdPd08wDI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Q07HV7--7YQ/s320/100_0761.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;He kept coming back for me to mush cake on his face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1jBdDd0H_sk/TZFeTX1hNxI/AAAAAAAAAtk/1KjBrRCy6vU/s320/100_0765.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The LuLu, wait did I tell you she is her school ( Not class) president?? Oh Ok, don't be fooled she is a fierce thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Mami was a dick, she kept on and on how her present was ONLY ONLY ONLY from Binks and her... I mean obnoxiously so)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random fishing , I've been at it the past few weekend so much so OM got me a fishing license, he casually mentioned that he is buying a little boat so we can do that or maybe&amp;nbsp; charter a&amp;nbsp; boat WOOOT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-11DViB6_mnU/TZFS8yOiV6I/AAAAAAAAAr8/VERSyLswWZE/s1600/IMG583.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wzYh9QM7dX4/TZFS9PooE4I/AAAAAAAAAsA/Ex944lsla1w/s1600/IMG606-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wzYh9QM7dX4/TZFS9PooE4I/AAAAAAAAAsA/Ex944lsla1w/s320/IMG606-1.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7jz_uwfxxk8/TZFSVT0WlpI/AAAAAAAAArg/AlXlzlo0iFQ/s1600/IMG_0004_2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7jz_uwfxxk8/TZFSVT0WlpI/AAAAAAAAArg/AlXlzlo0iFQ/s320/IMG_0004_2.jpeg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SAV13a8x984/TZFSZPEsvyI/AAAAAAAAAro/yIy8GB2aI2c/s1600/IMG_0005.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SAV13a8x984/TZFSZPEsvyI/AAAAAAAAAro/yIy8GB2aI2c/s320/IMG_0005.jpeg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SjoMHxP7_GE/TZFSZiUzRyI/AAAAAAAAArs/IirMV-Bh5s8/s1600/IMG_0007.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SjoMHxP7_GE/TZFSZiUzRyI/AAAAAAAAArs/IirMV-Bh5s8/s320/IMG_0007.jpeg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The crappy side was getting ultrafucking burned in an ugly fashion, like the random rednecky person im turning into *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h0RpA5cXVa4/TZFS-4n__nI/AAAAAAAAAsE/1flSLytyXUk/s1600/IMG609.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h0RpA5cXVa4/TZFS-4n__nI/AAAAAAAAAsE/1flSLytyXUk/s320/IMG609.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Even the feets got BURNT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kl54jlF0Mo4/TZFTBfyFr6I/AAAAAAAAAsI/MLasMYAdrvU/s1600/IMG618.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kl54jlF0Mo4/TZFTBfyFr6I/AAAAAAAAAsI/MLasMYAdrvU/s320/IMG618.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause um Let me tell you we clocked 94 saturday, 79 by 9 am daily and so on, so essentially, is Summer weather : yes next weekend I need nude beach to&amp;nbsp; even this mess out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this past week Me and OM spent like every day together, a lot/ sleeping over after he had whined way back when about me leaving at 4/ cooking together/ doing nothing well Saturday- Sunday was like ... I won't ever tell you shit, i'll just be SuperBoyfriend, Make the Dos Equis man look like a bitch .. But dead silently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) The fishing license: we go get no fishies but he makes me practice my casting and reeling in certain lures Forever, I suggest that since we didn't catch shit and we went back maybe early in the Morning, he says nothing BUT we go put shit away he says: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;" No, no leave it all inside, We are going to get up early, no??"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) next day w wake up i was in the Midst of a HELL of a Wet Dream, bout him no less, he starts hugging me UP! and kissing on me , and I just blurted out :&lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; " Dude you won't believe but I was having the nastiest dream about you, so ... we eating leftover pizza for breakfast?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; , so what's this Walking Make a Wish foundation to do? he gets to EATING and Fucking the SHIT out of QQ, then setting up the shower for me and when i Come out&amp;nbsp; I figure I'm going to warm up Pizza... only he had done it all and was filling up our supplies and shit ( Go OM!)&amp;nbsp; then he took me to So Many Places so we could see if I'd get as many different fishies as possible, he was super sweet and funny.. but&amp;nbsp; here: when you can convince the object of your desire to give you the wet dream quickie sex you were just dreaming about?? Oh HOLLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) We get back, Thirsty, sunburned , me more than him since I lotioned and sprayed him with 70 SPF OBSESSIVELY, he let me, LOL.. he notices my break lights are On, i tell him &lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nahhh no way cause my car makes a noise when lights are on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, he goes: &lt;b style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I think it could be glare but they seem&amp;nbsp; on"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;... we doubleback, check, In effect, ON... Not just on But ALL day on, all night on, draining the Battery ON: This guy who is way long and lengthy and knows nothing really about cars, more than oil changes etc, but who is Incredibly smart besides being a sex savant, goes online, figures my Brake light switch Broke and chipped all over, figures is not a part sold in stores, figures out my car circuitry, shuts it down, JerryRigs that whole brake UPSIDE DOWN, Flying blind, in my driver car seat, head by my pedals feet sticking out in the back seat after spending the day in 94 degree weather, never once was "We'll take it somewhere to get it fixed" or "I'm done" or "I'm so tired and pissed"&amp;nbsp; NOTHING, just fixing that motherfucking car like he been doing that forever. Like. fucking. Just. That... Is not just the sex folks, is him jumping on anything I say and making all this shit happen *snap quick* SWWOOONNN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok also This Monday I was having the laziest do nothing time at work BUT BUT BUT&amp;nbsp; why the Ex Secretary, a Feisty Nuyorrican from hell been calling all day and having the unemployment office calling and all this nonsense , i was embarrassed for him , having to be all hushed tones all day, turns out this man was really hurt by her leaving ( also how you leave a job and expect Unemployment??)&amp;nbsp; he had let her borrow money to&amp;nbsp; buy a condo, she's been convicted of Mortgage fraud and attempting to poison the BF and he still kept her around and shit... MESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Messes why did my former boss had some nerve to email me today about some new songs like... Nothing??? bitch please! after what Krazy Kristian told me.. like&amp;nbsp; Fuck.you.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways Hot days Means the following things: Less clothes, no undies, and dance techno crap for me to work out to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5YHFalIwfLU" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ernesto v Bastian - Strangers in Paradise ( Allan Omarshall &amp;amp; Michael Badal Mix): i adore this song dude I Be singing this shit hard in my car and shit, i'm ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PpsWKX3DIiY" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Allure feat. Christian Burns - Power Of You (Tiesto Mix)"&gt;Allure feat. Christian Burns - Power Of You (Tiesto Mix): GAAWWDDD i love this one too I usually play em back to back like that too, i'm such a loser, bah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Allure feat. Christian Burns - Power Of You (Tiesto Mix)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, so how about this morning I call Mommy Dearest, cause I was talking to Binks about her also taking a trip same time as I am etc but she is going to Philly, i tell Mother bitch that I need her to give Binks the gloves I let her borrow, right and then as a bone of info ( I NEVER give this woman any info) I tell her i din't go see her yesterday cause truthfully after all the day of fishing and shit&amp;nbsp; and the car thing , it all didn't get resolved til almost seven This woman's response?: &lt;i style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"that's what happens when you hang out with people with shitty cars"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so Flabbergasted that i actually say come again??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;That's what OM gets for being with you, Now He has to deal with those Issues"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;WOW You are... wow!.. so I'm supposed to what? Asking him for a new car or just buy one tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;No need to get mad you have a crappy car now he has to deal with that cause he is around you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOW.. just......... Have a nice day, you are Incredible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Binks defended her, Of course there is NOTHING defensible on what she does, of course Tia Lusy was like , incredulous thinking maybe I was lying for a second then thought it better, I clarified for Binks that i don't need shit from her that when I call this woman is to avert her bullshit claims but that evidently im nothing her nail tech and then she has the balls to complain that i don't go see her but when I give her Any info or whatever she STAYS acting like a shitty underhanded cunt, and tries to do it on the low behind most&amp;nbsp; of their backs , but peep game, she was well aware I didn't have a gift for Tia Lusy cause of time and how long i work now, I even told her, if you get anything, let me in on the price so we can go halfies... but you know what?? she doesn't get a house key, and Lua ( who wrote&amp;nbsp; in her school diary that I'm her confidant, her favorite relative, and a bunch of other sweet shit I didn't know about ) will watch spike when I go out of town, so she can go fuck herself, i told my sister that since I don't have kids or shit to ask for I see ZERO reason to subject myself to her any more than i would to a relative that I DON'T&amp;nbsp; want to see and she can fuck that forgiveness shit to cause the fact my mom chooses to do the things she does behind everyone's back lets me know there is AWARENESS&amp;nbsp; of what she is doing, i don't sit there no matter how gross i think she treats her man, or rude or unlike her 20 y.o self she looks I don't constantly throw her in her face, I try to respect her as much as possible so yeah. NO BITCH, NO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-3819112982234856945?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3819112982234856945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=3819112982234856945' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/3819112982234856945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/3819112982234856945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-did-it-again-too-much-time-went-by.html' title='I did it again, too much time went by, you get a Vlog again'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g0Vh0fZewWE/TZFS5A38jcI/AAAAAAAAAr0/t0F6MXsupAg/s72-c/IMG581.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-4081480777916259989</id><published>2011-03-13T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T00:13:50.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Q's first rambling Vlog... and photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZVrdQ3GNi6M" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! Be patient with me my pets I was trying to update you right quick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNNDDD so there you have it! what few other things i didn't say in the interest of being fast is that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** New job cuts me to zero internet and phone use at work, but i manage to sneak it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**That I put the following things on my Nook so far :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game Change- EXTREMELY ADDICTIVE and a page turner... the stuff about the Edwards????! GASP (Let me know if you want to talk about any of these books BTW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the Right One In: DUUUUHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the Cliff:&amp;nbsp; How Obama's election drove the American Right Insane- Recommended by Monie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just about everything Stephen King wrote: OM got this for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonk and Stiff ( Both By Mary Roach): Bonk is about science and sex, Stiff is about dead bodies, Superb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks: This is about what's known a HeLa Cells they use for research... cells they took from the cancer of a black woman, who was not informed thi would be done, her poor not insurance family gets told 20 fucking years later,&amp;nbsp; they are confuckingfused hurt and still no better off... and cures for cancer and INVALUABLE research gets done from this every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lies My teacher told me : Everything your american history textbook got wrong: Hello how can I pass on this???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger, Tiger by Margaux Fragoso:...Umm &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/products/catalog?hl=en&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;hs=ptI&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;q=tiger+tiger+book&amp;amp;revid=1579773055&amp;amp;bav=on.2,or.r_gc.r_pw.&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;cid=840220619814650612&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;ei=AEV8TZG3Bofm0gH2rp3TBg&amp;amp;ved=0CDMQ8wIwAg#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't even talk&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Politician: an Insider's account of John Edwards' pursuit of the presidency and the scandal that brought him down: Umm umm Umm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Graveyard Book By Neil Gaiman: YUP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hunger Game series Which I haven't started at all .... some of these are in preview form til I decide etc But they are there, feel free to recommend interesting not religious, non romance stuff ( I love crime, political, INTERESTING bios, fiction, horror, medical crap, drama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here also the pics of the fishing and the ring I looovveddddd ( actually the Mystic Topaz is what i'm kinda sick about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VFPWQ9Db8zs/TXxG3bVS5QI/AAAAAAAAAq4/y7bEGpb2bW8/s1600/DSC01876.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VFPWQ9Db8zs/TXxG3bVS5QI/AAAAAAAAAq4/y7bEGpb2bW8/s320/DSC01876.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JLKaRqNGWZk/TXxHCriOUqI/AAAAAAAAAq8/jHNhX2YdzDw/s1600/DSC01877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JLKaRqNGWZk/TXxHCriOUqI/AAAAAAAAAq8/jHNhX2YdzDw/s320/DSC01877.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a 4.4 pound bass! 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2lEM5zTNszk/TXxHhXewCYI/AAAAAAAAArI/xesU7HeQTaM/s320/DSC01880.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a Soft shell turtle.. it tried to bite me then!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-UoeZ831i2jY/TXxHsa-aXDI/AAAAAAAAArM/EO7CVLr3Wyg/s1600/DSC01881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-UoeZ831i2jY/TXxHsa-aXDI/AAAAAAAAArM/EO7CVLr3Wyg/s320/DSC01881.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NSX6pSckiaw/TXxLCVk29CI/AAAAAAAAArc/tkb5GiXIvrM/s1600/IMG507.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NSX6pSckiaw/TXxLCVk29CI/AAAAAAAAArc/tkb5GiXIvrM/s320/IMG507.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh Oh and this was today right before Rango&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Sr8dpd_i2zk/TXxLAYzJr5I/AAAAAAAAArY/iy8DGu8S6n0/s1600/IMG496.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Sr8dpd_i2zk/TXxLAYzJr5I/AAAAAAAAArY/iy8DGu8S6n0/s320/IMG496.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh and here is the ring..isn't it Gorgeous!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rG1TFsvmyM8" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem Compromisso- Dj Marcelinho da Lua; Divino! a great mix of Old Brazz jazz and Drum'n Bass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of divine... This fucking princess:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/n-thBEAB1O0" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graines D' Etoile- Emilie Simon: I mean... I have Nothing else to add but this is her Live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more happy amazing note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vhCfnw3vlxM" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="You've got the dirtee love - florence and the machine ft Dizzee Rascal (Radio 1 Big Weekend)"&gt;You've got the dirtee love - florence and the machine ft Dizzee Rascal: I LOVE this woman in mythical amounts , ugh! a) Harps, b) Rapping over Harps, c) That bitch and her ridic legs, d) her voice, f) His tux, and their cute banter-chemistry e) this songs cures all the sads ever, always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-4081480777916259989?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4081480777916259989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=4081480777916259989' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4081480777916259989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4081480777916259989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/qs-first-rambling-vlog-and-photos.html' title='Q&apos;s first rambling Vlog... and photos'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZVrdQ3GNi6M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-5961499032777580219</id><published>2011-02-23T16:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T16:42:36.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex ( I am)</title><content type='html'>...that is a straight from Lovage Title... cause is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Z4joDAJQA30" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovage Sex ( i am): those lyrics are everything i need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooo OM came back from his week at Vermont ( never fear two days later they sent him to Maine with exactly ONE day notice) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a strange busy comeback too for one He bought the curtains for my dumb living room which I needed cause they razed all my trees in the surrounding areaially i could see clear to the complex entrance and so could anyone .. and I spend a LOT of time not wearing clothes at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pijf96Xhc80/TWVvzrZtkDI/AAAAAAAAAqk/zBM5CH5MmMk/s320/IMG427.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8nWHDa_59Q4/TWVvzyu3uDI/AAAAAAAAAqo/-Ga2A3q11Ds/s1600/IMG428.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8nWHDa_59Q4/TWVvzyu3uDI/AAAAAAAAAqo/-Ga2A3q11Ds/s320/IMG428.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and brought me a pink hoodie from Vermont (he knew I never have had one of those) ... &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6a1Zu7fYrKY/TWVv0lO81jI/AAAAAAAAAqw/7VI7XnXbBhg/s1600/IMG430.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6a1Zu7fYrKY/TWVv0lO81jI/AAAAAAAAAqw/7VI7XnXbBhg/s320/IMG430.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and before that&amp;nbsp; we fought kinda over my stupid gate and him leaving cause he was being a dick about that: what happened was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...He texts me that he is coming to get me for lunch, straight from the airport... im sorta surprised cause he HATES coming to my place since the car towing, I say Ok he calls from the gate twice, I authorize him, he then calls a second later to say: &lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The fucking gate isn’t opening&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, I say &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;ok I’m coming down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;... before I get there he texts all pissy saying he&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;is in no mood for this and this is why he can’t come to my place that the gate isn’t opening and he is going home&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!?!?!? WTF You have FUCKING GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!?!?!? Really I mean is not a long walk and he was GONE by the time I came out wtf ?!??! I got so pissed I called him like 4 times, of course he didn’t answer and I then text: &lt;i style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“You are really fucking tripping To LEAVE without waiting for me knowing im coming down cause the guest gate is stuck?? You are being ridiculous”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;There is always something happening at this place&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOU ARE BEING A BABY, I’m outside my house already so I’m driving over, quit being&amp;nbsp; nasty we will have a nice lunch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will come back and try again&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Still not picking up the phone) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dude I’m by Atlantic and Lyons already on the way to you&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No, I don’t want you over&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW are you serious... I’m turning around&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then he finally turns up, im there with my badge, open the door and then he is all like &lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don’t give me an attitute over this&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; please I’ve have a long day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;UH ATTITUDE ??? Are you fucking insane ?? This is how YOU act This is all your doing how the fuck you figure and then the nasty way you decide to act all impulsively, not answering calls&amp;nbsp; the nasty little text, you talk to me some fucking kind of way and then I am the only person you talk to that way, In fact you are acting like I'm the problem when YOU are acting extra childish and SOMEONE else is the problem but you get to pay it off on me, right?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Well I don’t want you over until this woman quits harassing and attempting to come by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;And you couldn’t say that? Not only that you act like HER fucking bullshit ass feelings get to be spared but look how you are talking to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m sorry I didn’t meant to but I’ve had a shitty week, a shitty flight and I really really don’t want any drama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm not Drama in this equation, Drama is a crazy bitch showing up at your house with no panties cause you changed your number dude get fucking real&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then get out the car to get my purse and he starts pulling out I say: &lt;i style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WTF are you doing now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don’t need the attitude&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, You DO but I’m NOT giving you Any attitude even if I’m PISSED at you, I’m getting my purse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.... so then he parks he asks if I have measuring tape, I say, yes, at home so he comes up ..&amp;nbsp; Honest only wanted his tools to drill whole in my wall and my metal door cause I have noting and some notion as to what to do, NOT for him to buy me more crap cause.. That just makes me so so so uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he came in, I unload some other stuff from my purse and I turned around which is when he gave me my hoodie, I said thanks all mild and shit and hugged him.... This time though he hugs me hard and wont let me go til I hug him back hard, I look up and I get a nice big tasty fucking smooch and another Sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now THAT is real real new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that he took his measurements, got spike on his lap and lots of work talk, we then went to buy curtains. Rods and get lunch... not a hint of what we had spoke n about at a gross length the past 2 days... what may you ask?: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEX... lots and lots of sex... sex with other people sex , specifically MY having had sex with other people !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this nasty son of a bitch...like 2 days ago he starts asking about Blondie of all people, remember how he was all sore butt and this was on one of our off periods? And he was pissy that I was spending time with him etc ?? Well he was asking why I left him a comment online then he also asked to see pics of me with other guys? Me sucking them&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O_o,&amp;nbsp; see conventional wisdom says this isn’t good at all so I was kinda fretful about 2 hours disheartened like oh fuccckk nooo he wants to share me, this is doom omg omg (Look i have zero issues with multiple cock, you know this... But I want him for me and me for him no sharing and in the past he's made it clear he kinda is too jealous for that.. I am only good for it with dudes i give two shits about basically)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... but he actually was sorta like asking normal questions about the ex ( he REALLY REALLY wanted to see them pics and them ramped up the questions about what did Blondie do, did this and that happen,&amp;nbsp; I eventually man up and ask why all the sudden interest on formers... He says he just wants to know what made them good to me, what do I want , what I crave in bed (Little does this fool know I truly measure sex in before and AFTER OM... Is that simple and that serious... I qualify head and dick size and technique and adventurousness in bed by him!!! the standards he sets and shit) &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after sensing this is a tiny bit about jealousy/but mostly outfucking them and pleasing me and plain old OM brand of pervert&amp;nbsp; and thinking aw he could talk to some bitch online.. He isn’t ... and BTW any scragly hoes still friended to him in FB have disappeared as well ( mainly he has some family who he won’t talk to and then high school Indiana people so the hoes are easily spottable ) after I thought about it with my perv helmet on and about how this could be manipulated to my advantage I went on to graphically explain why I liked some of these guys, their good points, he asked if I went back to Blondie in October, I explained that No, In fact I fucked someone other than him and we then veered into the Principal I went into all these dudes good points what they did in bed that I loved and also trying to draw more shit out of him... I also turned it around and told him NOT to worry about matching part by part ( although he was very very interested in all this info and saying&amp;nbsp; " now I'll do this more , etc" )&amp;nbsp; cause if they were that good they would still be around since they all pretty much still call, try me online have begged that HIM is what I felt well matched to and HIM is what I liked to play with I did highlight that the good point most of them had over him was more affection also no BS a bit more anal..BUT that he didn’t have to DO that cause someone else did it, that I’m a bigger fan of ass play .. He said that he was going to do it cause I get off on it and THAT gets him off. What?! Oh hush you know you like to hear this... But don't you love there is NO slutshaming with this guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This&amp;nbsp; turned into a gabfest for hours..extra extra nasty, cause HE let loose and I let loose, I also got to hear him talking about “my beautiful face" and This:&lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; You are the best and hottest I’ve ever had at everything , so I want to keep you happy and satisfied and make it better&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;cause you make me ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; well you get the idea, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* please remember this man is NOT compliment prone in the absolute least *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING THIS WHOLE PARAGRAPH COULD BE SKIPPED IF YOU ARE A PRUDE, EASILY SHOCKED, SQUEAMISH OR PRUDISH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I mean HOURS of nastiness and really ...when you ask a guy to TRULY give you the 411 on harcore fantasies it gets bad. So he asked me what do I feel like doing...I actually blurted out my true real feelings about when we are riding in the car together or why I Rub the shit out of him when we are sitting together inn a booth ( which apparently he LOVES) or how I want to jump his bones when we are in elevators/ stairs, or how I want to get all suckstress on him during just about any car trip (his answer: Is your dick, you should do whatever you want) I think he was shocked only that I’ve taken more um ...err.. Punishment than he imagined, that I like ass play just as much to do as to receive and that I have seen so many opportunities to&amp;nbsp; ummm have him (trust me, I LISTED them in rich detail) , he expressed that he’d love more of that and public play&amp;nbsp; but wasn’t sure if I was game I said to please not even run shit by me to just DO whatever he wanted to... I WANT to have free rein of how and when I touch ( he has a juicy ass too) cause that’s what I like, he agreed, he also gets to use whatever names he wants, more choking, more orders throughout the day ( the principal would do that mess ALL through the work day)&amp;nbsp; slapping spitting for me and I can fondle him and we are driving together more cause if MY fun is sucking him during red lights then I must, also MORE irrumatio action YES. Oh also he sent me a nifty video of him doing things to himself.... whilst watching some video we shot (I could see both things, you do the angle math) .... Oh man oh man&amp;nbsp; that dude gets me so hot and bothered &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sorry too graphic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS: After the tiff on sunday and the apology we started driving around talking thinking of what sort of curtains we’d get ( it was the easiest option ) and ....you suck peeps in the car...is amazing the shift in the whole mood.... from then we went to eat, people watched a bit, rubbed his leg under the table some before driving back to my apt right as we hanging curtains this dude just pushed me against the wall ate my ass no warning or nothing&amp;nbsp; and got to fucking and and and then pushed me down turned me around skullfucking central....we went right at it on the carpet no curtains were hung tools were all over , ironically enough I got a screwdriver on my back and all &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bICxQ5SyJxM/TWVv0Nc0RaI/AAAAAAAAAqs/QfW2kEaFYXY/s1600/IMG429.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bICxQ5SyJxM/TWVv0Nc0RaI/AAAAAAAAAqs/QfW2kEaFYXY/s320/IMG429.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and poor spicky went to another room &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he randomly brings me to the room.... Pure fucking ever loving heaven slapping choking I never really squirt all the time, only certain positions, a particularly shaped dong now and then and with him more frequently but still once......... Not Sunday... He had me on top... 3 goddamned.times... He licked that mess and basically doused him.... Just a mess we closed things up by taking a joint shower and going back to the curtain hanging business but I was DUNZO for the day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day he asked me to go over ( he really is a paranoid mess with this crazy bitch WHO now tries him on FB and even though he won’t add her, her wall postings are INSANE about being in love with her nice American man and REALLY descriptive shit about him... stuff that took him months to come clean with and this bitch been posting it out there saying&amp;nbsp; almost threat like that she knows EVERYTHING about him but you could tell this info was provided to her somehow... is super gross and creepy, not to mention, she looks like Morticia Adams.. Is extremely creepy, he still thinks that she can be reasoned with.. I don’t think he understands this lady is NOT playing) and go play with him...... Only it wasn’t any sort of game people would normally play LOL , first of all the house was lit up with candles, then I got blindfolded and then I got about a quarter of a baby oil bottle poured on me and the rest was HISTORIC, no seriously just ... wow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly he left the next day for Maine time undetermined but you can see he is just getting tired of the traveling and is getting stressful and such add to that this crazy bitch that now he has to worry about , he is thinking that it has to be resolved before a new lease is signed I keep telling him to print all communications and CALL THE POLICE should she show up again, but we will see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Other than that I went on like the worst Interview Saturday , I know if I called I’d get the job but when a man in his late 50s with ultra white dentures or veneers, orange tan and a facelift TRIES you during the interview, asks your age , if you have kids, why not and calls you feisty/fiery good girl etc etc with his nut hugging pants and rude manners, and repeatedly tells you his partner ( a lesbian) and him got something in common ( We Both like women)&amp;nbsp; ... Maybe is for the best to stay where you’re at ... I’m just saying ... UGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have no interviews lined up I did this:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sjuvf60YXv4/TWVv0x1WeLI/AAAAAAAAAq0/t8lysUQId80/s1600/IMG458.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sjuvf60YXv4/TWVv0x1WeLI/AAAAAAAAAq0/t8lysUQId80/s320/IMG458.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LIFE!! (oh yeah Micro short work mini cause is like 83 degs out... sorry Up north people.. so so so sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-5961499032777580219?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5961499032777580219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=5961499032777580219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/5961499032777580219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/5961499032777580219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/sex-i-am.html' title='Sex ( I am)'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Z4joDAJQA30/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-1092428293205049672</id><published>2011-02-21T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T23:38:04.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a long sexual, nasty post coming BUT!...</title><content type='html'>....This strange magnificent little man is fucking with my head HARD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cfOa1a8hYP8" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radiohead- Lotus Flower: You do NOT realize that there is NO bigger stan of Thom Fucking Yorke Than me and the new radiohead is out and between applying for job going to stupid bad interviews THIS album has been the focus of all my attentions&amp;nbsp; this weekend&amp;nbsp; BAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k-b0v4ITZWk/TWM8djqu3ZI/AAAAAAAAAqc/I_HMpFtCppE/s1600/100_0732.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Important aside... these NEON Glow in the dark toes are doing just about everything for my lowly self esteem too like every time I look down i smile &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k-b0v4ITZWk/TWM8djqu3ZI/AAAAAAAAAqc/I_HMpFtCppE/s1600/100_0732.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k-b0v4ITZWk/TWM8djqu3ZI/AAAAAAAAAqc/I_HMpFtCppE/s320/100_0732.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-1092428293205049672?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1092428293205049672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=1092428293205049672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/1092428293205049672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/1092428293205049672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-have-long-sexual-nasty-post-coming.html' title='I have a long sexual, nasty post coming BUT!...'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/cfOa1a8hYP8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-4319268910378566909</id><published>2011-02-14T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T01:07:04.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Stalkers and other intestinal demons and Customary Grammy Shit</title><content type='html'>A two fer as I do for these special occasions: lets see since I didn't catch the Pre show (oops spoke too soon)&amp;nbsp; if i can both inform you f the happenings/ do toes all before the Show which i shall snark on as I do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) Me and picky spent Saturday sick, sick sick again, ,again my tummy and since Tuesday I lost like 4 pounds but i think is just water weight, spike might have eaten some shit at mami's that he shouldn't have BUT my thing is nothing but stress, like real talk this job search shit is nothing if not completely soul crushing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) that Same Saturday I had to on all fours with a bunch of chemicals scrub this whole living room carpet clean... yeah cause spike surely had him a shit festival with a vomit entree on my carpet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C) That Friday&amp;nbsp; My Boss' friend that was supposed to meet me for a part time possibility&amp;nbsp; DIDN'T show up after I dressed up and such and the one that the P.I told me to call never gt back to me, UGH, I hate this... that day though I made a cheesecake for the niece and nephew and one for OM, i also wanted to get him a wallet cause I wanted to get him one before he went to VT on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; BTW Mommy Dearest was being SUCH. A FREAKING UNWASHED CUNT about My looking for a job/ V day whatever she felt like,&amp;nbsp; see she insists that my not celebrating Vday or Getting him, get this shit, PICTURES from NY in an album??!? I'm being an unspecial bitch and I'm bad and I don't prove I want this relationship... even though i know neither one of us is into that, even though we sooner die than get all mushy and we rather not really make a deal of this, not that i think either&amp;nbsp; me or him mind ...you know celebrating each other, getting a present giving one...is just stupid whatever i ignored her, then she's taken to calling me with some rude shit about "why don't i get a night delivery route since I'm working part time". Like my car isn't fucked, like I'm not qualified to do more...you know what? i can't stand that woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D) Saturday I went for a soup run and supplies run , and dropped OM's shit without even knocking on his door, cause ...i wasn't&amp;nbsp; in any kind of mood, I wasn't trying to make a deal, i wasn't feeling good and ultimately giving that fool warning of a present is almost inviting a&amp;nbsp; "No thanks" even though he then acts jazzed when he gets it, which was the case, He texted me later to see how I was feeling and&amp;nbsp; to rhapsodize about his delicious treat and the much needed wallet, he was super pleased and happy saying he wanted to spend time with me but since he is worried about me having a stomach virus and he was set to be on a plane at 4 a.m he wanted to not catch whatever i had ( eyeroll) whatever, he then said he was going to hang out with his bff and test drive the new car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E) This morning he called me when he landed&amp;nbsp; and Boy Oh Boy do i have news for you: See, OM changed his number Friday, because Thursday he told his stalker that he was seeing someone else and she sent him 44 messages in the span of 3 hours, Saturday NIGHT when he came back from Hanging out with his Bestie..... Guess who was waiting at the door???: YUP the stalker Wearing a Tight black tits out-pussy hanging out Dress in 58 degree weather holding gifts which included Two live baby frogs and such&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please wrap your mind around that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told him she paid a P.I to get her all his Info.. he then stupidly starts trying to talk to her in her car cause he wont invite her inside: she insists that she knows he is with no one since is Saturday and he is alone 9 he pinned that on me, i pinned that on his bitchmadeness) she tried to grab his junk/ grabbed his hand to put it on her pussy , suggested that why don't they go inside to fuck,&amp;nbsp; he got out the car but it's still cold so they go back on the car then to finally get her off his back he says that he will call her when he gets back but didn't give her his new number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Told him that quite frankly I was shocked that he thinks this wont get into a bigger mess For one he didn't give her dates so she'll be posted up there when he comes back, for seconds i don't know why he is dilly dallying about calling the police ( he says he told her that next time he is getting a restraining order), i was kind of pissy he is trying to spare feelings here and such when He hasn't&amp;nbsp; been the nicest sometimes to me, I also said that he is LUCKY that quite frankly i consider him a person of his word and not some hillbilly/ wigga/niggaish type who has bitches stashed and one of them went rogue and that essentially I've seen it all happen cause otherwise WHO would believe that normally?? Also i pointed out that if this was a dude stalking a chick this wouldn't even be a conversation, the police would be called, I also advised him against keeping damned presents from her&amp;nbsp; In the end I think he got salty at me cause i was making this risk to be a bigger deal than it should ( he argues he would be more worried about my safety if she saw us together&amp;nbsp; Um No bitch, the same gun she can pull on me, she can pull on you when you reject her again)&amp;nbsp; I also told him that I hoped this was all so very flattering etc and i guess he got salty at me, our call then cut off I told him via message that he knows where I live and until he handles that crazy bitch i don't think i want to go to his place but he is more than welcome to call me or come by so who knows if we are on the outs or not whatevs i have too much shit going to wonder about beating some stupid 40 year old bitch over he being crazy and this asshole not being as hard as he needs to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go Grammys Go!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grammys Blow by blow&amp;nbsp; starting with an&amp;nbsp; Aretha Franklin Montage ( good she aint dead yet so is good they are honoring this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LL comes in.. i don't like that dude IKN Don't ask me why... maybe is the douche glasses at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH God Christina WITH Florence Welch NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;First of all J-hud Looks amazing weird singing faces, some Country lady, Yolanda Adams, Here is Xtina and that Melisma for no reason, ,she looks like a used up clown prostitute, I just hear Country Lady Is Martina Something, cute, looks younger than Xtina,&amp;nbsp; Ok whatever Not remarkable... *sigh* Florence Sang It i just hate here there, J-hud makes the Faces thing she does Bleh .. NO Yolanda Lady NO, and don't get me wrong I don't know you and You Look THE BADDEST in the stage currently but NO I don't like this tribute like at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aretha Makes a video Cameo and she looks like she is in a water bubble bath.. I'm serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;* Commercial*&amp;nbsp; Mick Jagger What?? Oh god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Pop performance: Glee Is up for this Maroon5 Douches, Paramore ( i kinda Like this kid), Sade (Babydaddy But i don't know why, maybe her kid being there), Train and that Annoying song.... they win it and he has a Velvet Jacket and I love him for it .... ROTFLMAO He Thanks Bieber for not being in a group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricky Martin Is wearing Shitkicking Boots and Lame Pants in silver&amp;nbsp; he introes Gaga, she comes from an&amp;nbsp; egg wearing&amp;nbsp; yellow rubber suit with silicon shoulder modifications prosthesis I love That she is singing live, giving shits, having dudes wearing them fucking hooves andddddd they take their rubbers suits off and then they are wearing exact flesh colored undies LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are Back from commercials to a&amp;nbsp; Big Country dude, he is the fiance of the chick that's going to perform, and he introduced her and Miranda Lambert.. i am just going to phase out like i do for all types of shit i don't care about ( Like Gansta rap most Hip hop ) I will say she looks like a monchichi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They Panned to LeAnne Rhymes her Hateface was amazing then .....GAAAAHH lenny Kravitz sexyyyyyy....  &amp;amp;  Muse!!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I Love him even if this song has been done to death ...I think less of him for porking That ditzy bitch Kate Hudson *Gag*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from Commercial and Ryan Seacrest is there being extra now Bruno Mars BOB and Jannelle Monae 2 I love, one IDGaFABOUT. Bruno looks like a tiny Beautiful Robi Draco, he is so pretty and his voice, ok this must be the BOB guy , Oh yeah i remember him now, ok this is nice set to orchestra and slow, nice.. a little Jannelle But More Bruno Mars, so i win His voice is amazing and such a sweet throwback, i think i'll download him after this night... And Jannelle comes out now with a Count Chocula Cape, she is so fucking great, she jumped the pit and all three kids played back up to one another and everyone stood up no ego real musicianship there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Female country&amp;nbsp; introed by big country guys: Jewel the Monchichi girl, Leeann ( WHO BTW must have done some fuckery to her face besides the tits.. either that or she is a pre wedding anorexic all good possibilities) and Country Bitch Underwood and someone named Gretchen Wilson... Monchichi face wins with her plasticky dress Yay! or whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from Break: Why and WHO invites fucking Eva Rat Face Longoria to Things anymore... why??? she is fugly, useless and lame... now Usher PedoMentoring Bieber UGH, then that baby shit but suddenly we get cut by Ninja Drummers coming to the stage&amp;nbsp; and wtf i give up until this baby lesbian is off the stage, wait now&amp;nbsp; and now Jaden Smith? why are his parents allowing all this hard pimp for these rich kids ( Jaden and Willow) like let them go to school and shit... OH OH I recently heard a song from this Peanut head Usher, I think the dj falling in love business?? I liked that *looks up* WHYTHEFUCK Is USHER DRESSED LIKE THE SERVANTS AT THE STARSHIP ENTERPRISE!??!/!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paramore and some cbs chick announcing rock album: I do not Understand what are these two bitches wearing nor why all the rock nominees are Ancient except Muse... who of course wins!!! Yes...and I'm almost done forever with Mr Bellamy: Thanks to my Beautiful pregnant gf?? ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selena monchichi face is announcing awards with some dude who razzes her about Bieber, she does announce bieber in the category, GAGA wins though as is just and she has a Batman dress with fake ass Amazing prosthesis all over her face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Letterman does a Fucking Top Ten at the Grammys and is HILARIOUS cause is Him and also he introes&amp;nbsp; Mumford &amp;amp; Sons and OMG these kids kill this Bluesy banjo shit followed By Avett Brothers who then Too kill it and I wish Florence woulda been in this&amp;nbsp; segment and ONG Dylan walks in starts singing on a shit Microphone and the thing is Dylan does NT have a pretty voice so this is criminal But then is ok and they hit it like pros. So Far&amp;nbsp; The Bruno Mars Jannelle Monae BOB, then this Then Gaga... totally serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah Michelle who has soon and Hard become THE WORST Part of seeing Glee ( also the most anorexic one) is introing Lady Antebellum with some Big beefy NFL type with a gross ponytail They are supposed to be doing a Teddy Pendergrass tribute that lasts Two seconds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ew Miley Cyrus&amp;nbsp; and the Kings of Leon, they wont stand close to her they are announcing a country award, no one I know really know The Antebellum people win and I'm pissed they sang 3 seconds of Teddy on a tribute to teddy, Big points to everyone for acting like Miley Stinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Jamie Foxx Intros Cee-lo and the muppets&amp;nbsp; he is dressed like a big Cock... Ok Rooster fine I hate that he sold out so damned Hard cause&amp;nbsp; he ASKED Gwyneth to perform&amp;nbsp; with him UGH... It was ok and kinda lame but is known i don't like Gwyneth but ok she isn't the worst singer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neil Patrick Harris Introes&amp;nbsp; Katy Perry who looks like a vat of glitter threw up on her and she thinks slow singing is her strong&amp;nbsp; suit *ROTFLMAO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Then Norah Jones came out with John Mayer and Keith Urban and they did Jolene and it was an amazing clean dignified tribute to The Diva Dolly and then they did song of the Year and Lady Antebellum won which was an Upset I suppose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seth Rogen came to present&amp;nbsp; something and made a Miley Cyrus getting high joke: he introes Dr. Dre and Rihanna and Eminem and a million other people.. I kinda Love Rihanna's Dress I have ZERO notion wha... oh that Love the way you lie song&amp;nbsp; ( funny The crazy stalker bitch dedicated this to eminem.. swear you it!!) and Adam levine is playing the piano and she sounds terrible and Em is a BEAST a Fucking out and out beast and this chick doing the hook for i need a Dr already BURIED rihanna (Skylar her name is I believe)&amp;nbsp; and&amp;nbsp; Dr came out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;ANNNDDDTHEBEST Upset of the Night Bieber Loses To Esperanza Spalding !!!!!!! amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew Morrison Looks delicious, he introes the president of NARAS and such&amp;nbsp; the boring part&amp;nbsp; but Esperanza is playing that big ass Violoncello like boss and she looks stunning like&amp;nbsp; a Boss... and this is turning into a creepy William Shatner spoken word song thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The in memoriam closed by becoming The mick Fucking Jagger With a Velvet Cape Song and Dance Revue and it truly was a most fucking fantastical thing to have happened The End!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Barbra Streisand and I cannot stand her , she looks like she is wearing a wig and as though we Will fall aslee so let me put on panties and pants and go walk spike lord knows she'll take this long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait no This chippie nicky minaj came out with will.i.am looking like a pair of fuctastic messes and announcing rap album... I thing I love most of everyone except that drake BUT Em gets it and is the CORRECT FUCKING THING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to walk spike and I come back to that dopey faced dude Drake singing with rihanna...um ok&amp;nbsp; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jlo and Marc The crypt keeper announcesong of the year or record or single who knows and is lady Antebellum song again and I'm sorta underwhelmed&amp;nbsp; who knows, who cares&amp;nbsp; ,Jlo Better do something about her husband and wig ahhhhh but they said Arcade Fire first ever performance in Grammy so i'm holding&lt;br /&gt;out hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arcade Fire Done Fucking BRUNG IT Ladies and Gents ...This is not explainable SOOOO I will say Bmx Bikes Horns and Megaphones and everything but jesus Himself SO now I say: Bruno Mars &amp;amp; co, Dylan and Co, Em and Co, Arcade fire, Gaga ( I know!), thennnnnnn ugh&amp;nbsp; Muse......&amp;nbsp; Lady antebellum/ Usher pedo teachings and Bawba and Katy perry can fight the shit place IDGAF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album of the night, announced by Bawba : AAAAHHHHHARCADE FIRE WON YES YES AND MOTHERFUCKING YES!!! GET IT BITCHES!! and Yes as i said on my Twatter I would so very much ride win Butler like a horsey at the Kentucky derby cause he just is delicious and he has that voioce and he is genius and Yum and Good fucking night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-4319268910378566909?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4319268910378566909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=4319268910378566909' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4319268910378566909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4319268910378566909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/of-stalkers-and-other-intestinal-demons.html' title='Of Stalkers and other intestinal demons and Customary Grammy Shit'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-4557920869113325807</id><published>2011-02-09T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T23:03:24.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reversal</title><content type='html'>Not so great news friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see this past week I wiped out on the bike ( first time ever riding without a helmet) I hit the pavement hard as hell with my arm/head/back this was last Thursday and my back and shoulder are still NOT great and the bump in my head which was huge is barely coming down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--p5msf5LDpU/TVNLr7PWxUI/AAAAAAAAAqM/pw0Ydeq4Z-o/s1600/All+over+my+back+like+this.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--p5msf5LDpU/TVNLr7PWxUI/AAAAAAAAAqM/pw0Ydeq4Z-o/s320/All+over+my+back+like+this.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wherever my bra/shirt wasn't it was pure fiery hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yjxtlOlf92c/TVNLsPGT-YI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/-kmH_4HD5j8/s1600/BUMP%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yjxtlOlf92c/TVNLsPGT-YI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/-kmH_4HD5j8/s320/BUMP%2521.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was a few days later ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EwxWLvon680/TVNLsfEoTYI/AAAAAAAAAqU/2k0m9IelyHU/s1600/OOOUUUCCHH.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EwxWLvon680/TVNLsfEoTYI/AAAAAAAAAqU/2k0m9IelyHU/s320/OOOUUUCCHH.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;All that skin got black then peeled then looked busted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CbSmKrxpKlw/TVNLs_bgnoI/AAAAAAAAAqY/ZKdBk1bdq70/s1600/The+Great+Bike+accident.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CbSmKrxpKlw/TVNLs_bgnoI/AAAAAAAAAqY/ZKdBk1bdq70/s320/The+Great+Bike+accident.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These all over the one leg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainly the scabs and scratches are going the pain though??? I ha a couple of Muscle relaxers/heartburn nights there ..Not pretty I know I'm lucky cause cars stopped and I was splattered in the pavement andhit sidewalk with my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a great right turn I got to go to reader/friend Leogoddess Engagement Brunch and BAM! her family done FED us and everyone was nice and it was no bs perfect sunning up weather so i was totally wearing sleeveless dress and Leogoddess looked divine showing all types f legs in a purple minidress ( That bitch thinks I'm forgetting her "Guess who's coming to dinner" and calling me her fucking "swan" LOLZ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back the fucking front tire that was already bald&amp;nbsp; started deflating cause I got a screw in it and i needed both replaced for 220 bucks later ( BTW I got my taxes which have been spent on that/contacts which i sorely&amp;nbsp; needed/&amp;nbsp; set aside for more definite car repairs/ Mommy dearest whining about what SHE thinks I ought to do with it) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime I've been all over doing all sorts of shit, Like cutting off all of Tia Lusy's hair, Me&amp;nbsp; creepy cousin and Binks gave her a cool edgy cut, she re-cut more matronly *shrugs*, healing Whatshisface OM ( he was having some gross stomach thing in Newark, came back to me unusable but cuddly) and prepping for this new job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here come the bad news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an Idyllic weekend&amp;nbsp; of&amp;nbsp; Not really paying attention to the super bowl tied up sex and a previous to that morning kissy face business and a bunch of commiseration from the ladies at the office i get a call from the HR department from the new job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Can you call please??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No further message and I know is not good by that Alone, cause if he wanted/needed anything/ was touching bases&amp;nbsp; her voice would have been more peppy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call completely flipping out my stomach already making noises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I shoot an email&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she calls me back to say , exactly seven days before I start that promising new job;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hi Q, I&amp;nbsp; hate not great news I hate to make this call, believe me ...but the company has enacted a Hire in Freeze and it affects all our new employees, such as yourself and although it doesn't mean we don't want you, it means that we can guarantee when you'd start, so I should have more news soon but i wanted to let you know in case you can take back your resignation&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW Just FUCKING WOW...devastated doesn't cover it, panicked, stunned, sad, worried again, thinking of what is next Is only a smidgen of a fraction of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMMEDIATELY I start thinking of what is next, immediately i talk to the Boss and he says is no problem I can stay doing my shitty 20 hours no matter what however long i need to, immediately too my mother starts harping on me, Immediately my tummy starts imploding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks God I have good friends to keep me calm and positive when I frankly feel in full freak out mode and super pessimistic, thanks God OM was actually really sweet and nice and kept calling me checking on me texting me and making sure I didn't completely give the fuck up....Thanks God the Boss wasn't being a dick about it and also cause of his big mouth his bff the P.I (remember that messy bitch) actually randomly called me asking if it was true I was leaving ( I guess Boss never got around telling him i wasn't ) and in his true underhanded style he then offers me an interview with some real hard ass attorney that apparently likes OVERNIGHTS/NIGHTS/WEEKENDS/6 DAYS WORKWEEKS... even Mommy Dearest said it wasn't necessary to go that hard but I called the dude today, didn't hear&amp;nbsp; back though I told Boss he was like to be honest he is kind of horrible soooooo IDK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss also mobilized one of his friends across from our office to do a part time that way so I think I'm meeting that guy come Friday, all and all my Boss is still like a buddy so he sat me down returned my resignation tombout &lt;b style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Change the date QQ, wear a dress with boobies, Friday and remember everyone is not me so don't fuck up and cause this guy is kind of egotistical just don't give him a reason, but I told him you were great &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Yesterday I woke up feeling like shit, dreading the day nauseous, runny, so un-well i figured it to be my nerves and stress until I kept feeling pukey...then you know my obsessive compulsive ass tested cause&amp;nbsp; god forfuckingbid i should ever be with child (Seriously, Nightmare scenario, and also I don't get why i do that since I'm on military pills and I make this dude wear condoms and all...) but i felt that strange , The Bully Passed me the tip of a job fair for the Wyndham Hotel so i prepped to go there, and also to do a crazy drive by to the clinic, get this My new and improve tic tac pills were being sold to me at 75 bucks PER PACK, the Colombian Nurse would let me try and said "we'll see what we do later cause he'll charge you to write the scrip' again" well I called her that morning to ask her how much for two packs ( cause she told me she'd give em to me on the low)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 Bucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 fucking bucks and they wanted to sell those shits for 75 dollars!!! how is that even possible??! I asked her for 4 packs and to keep the last 20 on her cause i couldn't imagine the mindfuck she just saved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways On to the Fair, feeling sicker and sicker and sicker I tried Ginger Ale and The Nastiest drink known to mankind ; Gatorade... that vile shit tasted disgusting going in ....but much much worse coming back up...ALL OVER THE FLOOR ...IN PUBLIC....IN FRONT OF ALL THOSE PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exit stage left&amp;nbsp; folks.. I puked in public at a job fair&amp;nbsp; blue/green... anything i had on my stomach AND THEN when I rant to the bathroom I couldn't stop pooping, violently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which went on all day, I couldn't drink anything except sips of water til like the end of the day, which in turn started bugging my bladder cause ou can't eliminate that much being dehydrated,&amp;nbsp; i felt like ass: headachey, gross and would not stop pooping, even today I ate a salad and couldn't keep most of it on&amp;nbsp; and this after copious amounts of pepto bysmol... but I'm much better than yesterday today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OM think he gave me his stomach thing but it makes no sense cause we haven't shared water/food or anything like that..um ok bodily fluids but not the ones to get you sick besides I wasn't sick Saturday or Sunday or Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the best twist of coincidence/ conspiracy Binks called me at 7 yesterday...why the chick took a gamble and lost it ...in a Macy's fitting room?? with everything you can imagine this entails including RUNNING out the fitting room head down not making any eye contact..................................oh Ok ROTFLMAO ( she died laughing telling me,she said everyone in the family was gonna hear about this shit) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah&amp;nbsp; in short I'm&amp;nbsp; back to searching and hustling Ugh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yrGObBbsCk8" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace Potter and The Nocturnals- Oasis:&amp;nbsp; Keep on Looking indeed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-4557920869113325807?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4557920869113325807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=4557920869113325807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4557920869113325807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4557920869113325807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/reversal.html' title='Reversal'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--p5msf5LDpU/TVNLr7PWxUI/AAAAAAAAAqM/pw0Ydeq4Z-o/s72-c/All+over+my+back+like+this.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-6845136866579072308</id><published>2011-02-02T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T00:55:35.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesomeness is....</title><content type='html'>....The kind of one of a kind-lay-back-don't- worry- about-anything-I-got-it mini vacation i just had (BTW Picture heavy post like a mug mmkay?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel so refreshed and happy...for one my stepdad and Binks totally had my back with Spikesters and they totally spoiled him, my stepdad even let him sleep between mami and him!! and then too him to the park to boot...damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoodle let me tell you EVERYTHING.. first of all I have been having the worse constant dreaming about this trip/Om&amp;nbsp; and coupling that up with EXPLOSIVE stomach issues if you know what I mean? right? well then how about i get there and i was having colics to death ...and flatulence horrific ..ugh...but i could not poop until I actually got to work Monday when I was able to release a WHOLE Weekend worth of  horribleness... let me explain to you something about my stomach &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Hates ME SO MUCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for TMIying you so very early on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;To start with the plane was delayed and i have NEVER seen Ft Lauderdale airport so goddamned full...every gate, every seat taken due to the delays, so I had to sit on the floor for a while..a long while ...I got in at almost 2... baggage claim effed up til 2:30 then  no sleep til whenever ( yeah yeah is EXACTLY what you think...we started monkeying around and the hits didn't stop coming *wink wink* ( god, I am being like Quagmire) til like 3 something or other...what? we were working on a deficit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... The next day he had to work but still he took me to a late ass breakfast, then we went to FedEx to get some hit he needed for work and then with no warning issue he started driving and then tells me we are going he took me to Hoboken so I could shut up about Cake Boss LOL...Don't ask why am i always watching that Buddy guy and them cakes!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjbLn_KMzI/AAAAAAAAAkM/wUlYuXhodBI/s1600/100_0715.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjbLn_KMzI/AAAAAAAAAkM/wUlYuXhodBI/s320/100_0715.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjbN_axPRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/HZVP-jIl2Sw/s1600/100_0716.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjbN_axPRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/HZVP-jIl2Sw/s320/100_0716.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjbPq48JSI/AAAAAAAAAkU/tpJb8k8IWRc/s1600/100_0719.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjbPq48JSI/AAAAAAAAAkU/tpJb8k8IWRc/s320/100_0719.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjdyLo0LuI/AAAAAAAAAko/WZi6rhXCDHM/s1600/DSC01437.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjdyLo0LuI/AAAAAAAAAko/WZi6rhXCDHM/s320/DSC01437.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjbUZwH0UI/AAAAAAAAAkc/LscH1ZcR8Pc/s1600/100_0721.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjbUZwH0UI/AAAAAAAAAkc/LscH1ZcR8Pc/s320/100_0721.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjbWd16PgI/AAAAAAAAAkg/NdIsGzJTxvk/s1600/100_0723.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjbWd16PgI/AAAAAAAAAkg/NdIsGzJTxvk/s320/100_0723.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjbYZcxsnI/AAAAAAAAAkk/_Edfrl6dj1k/s1600/100_0724.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjbYZcxsnI/AAAAAAAAAkk/_Edfrl6dj1k/s320/100_0724.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see the three sisters and the delivery boy they always rag on and some tlc people&amp;nbsp; but mainly they had just regular people there, they weren't being around and they sound just as bad and the pastries we got were meh! not bad just not jizzy he&amp;nbsp; then back to work while I defrosted (he got a call while I was inside and then two more Emergency deals at the port..he asked me to look up the addresses on his computer then i just decompressed , he came back asking me to get ready for dinner and to go buy me better gloves...My hands were so FREAKING RED!!! Jesus Christ... when it came time to pay he would not hear of me pulling my money out, so gruffy and sweet, UGH! ( We agreed at least Elizabeth NJ and the airport area and such was ....rough looking...not rough then we took to calling it &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Industrial and Functional for something"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; LOL) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we woke up mad late ( more of that wild late night sexing shit..so amazing I mean I'd say i'm truly dickmatized except he was hanging his head on the edge of the bed and had me sit there... so what do you call&amp;nbsp; that anyways?) . I wanted to go to either the MoMA or The Museum of Natural Science and history, whatevs, he wanted to see Central Park so we made the deal of Museum of Natural science and Central Park didn't get back until late (  he was driving a rental... hence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjhjXu_FTI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rCkmYC3-Lgc/s1600/DSC01653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the way there&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjdzvdUPOI/AAAAAAAAAks/de7S80HfHhQ/s1600/DSC01448.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjdzvdUPOI/AAAAAAAAAks/de7S80HfHhQ/s320/DSC01448.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he told me a horrible thing that happened to him as a child and the why to his claustrophobia...His parents used to lock him in the car trunk as punishment...once they realized it freaked him out they would do it a lot or in closets etc...he has a scar on his forehead, and tells me to this day and even when he was training in the Marines any closed off/tied up situation fucks with him hard......................................i was so floored and fucking heartbroken and in shock...I shot a mass text...the girls all the sudden got to REALLY REALLY understand the level of fuck up that was done to this guy..shitty point of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went on to have a fucking MAGNIFICENT&amp;nbsp; day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjdyLo0LuI/AAAAAAAAAko/WZi6rhXCDHM/s1600/DSC01437.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjdzvdUPOI/AAAAAAAAAks/de7S80HfHhQ/s1600/DSC01448.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjd0nwIQPI/AAAAAAAAAkw/wd1qEbrsQzs/s1600/DSC01453.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjd0nwIQPI/AAAAAAAAAkw/wd1qEbrsQzs/s320/DSC01453.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjhSuXExXI/AAAAAAAAAnM/yiAfwPTxhJk/s1600/DSC01565.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjhSuXExXI/AAAAAAAAAnM/yiAfwPTxhJk/s320/DSC01565.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjhL1qJYkI/AAAAAAAAAm4/c2MtrmvVQXo/s1600/DSC01543.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjhL1qJYkI/AAAAAAAAAm4/c2MtrmvVQXo/s320/DSC01543.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjd33ylw4I/AAAAAAAAAk4/ZQitxdZ5ZMY/s1600/DSC01472.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjd33ylw4I/AAAAAAAAAk4/ZQitxdZ5ZMY/s320/DSC01472.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjhWjH_ylI/AAAAAAAAAnc/_QR34mYz7Vk/s1600/DSC01574.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjhWjH_ylI/AAAAAAAAAnc/_QR34mYz7Vk/s320/DSC01574.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjd5Pqc7yI/AAAAAAAAAk8/P307A2BGgjM/s1600/DSC01473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjd5Pqc7yI/AAAAAAAAAk8/P307A2BGgjM/s320/DSC01473.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Once we entered I was going to pay for the tickets since i asked to go but he was like what are you doing??? This is your vacation AND I invited you, you are not going to spend ANY money...he was really on point.... He Paid for like&amp;nbsp; EVERYTHING and in&amp;nbsp; the  worse of the colds he'd take off his gloves button me up cause my fingers were simply kaput on the cold&amp;nbsp; and then  part with his scarf if it looked like it could cover something and  finally yesterday when I couldn't handle it anymore and he touched my  feet and realized my boots were NOT being good for the cold and my feet  were wet and clammy he wanted to go out and buy me shoes... for that ONE  day..i said No ..I just feel real squirrely about shit like that.... then I go see purses cause the handle on my trashbag purse broke...  he was like let's just go buy something nice in Macy's I declined but  then I saw a cute purse on the street that i'd want and he got it before I  could get my money out, he got toys for the kids in the museum...like a bunch of cute shit, for MY niece and nephew whom he only knows in pictures and I would have come  back with all my money if not for the fact I went to get Binks solid  perfume in sephora and I BEAT HIM to that ....he also whined that i did not take a proper good picture of my purse and asked me to pose..i wouldnt then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjpuPPZwKI/AAAAAAAAAoU/0sJQk1k3u0M/s1600/DSC01688.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjpuPPZwKI/AAAAAAAAAoU/0sJQk1k3u0M/s320/DSC01688.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was really sweet  and protective of me, I couldn't see or ask or muse about anything that  he didn't jump to it, when my gloves proved to be ridiculous for the  weather everything came to a halt til I had gloves and once he tested a  few and I got the pair I liked, he paid for them, he was all cuddly when we'd get back to hotel and REALLY  talkative ( how I came to find out his parents Idea of punishment :( and  why he didn't give two shats about &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1296617954_1" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; cursor: pointer;"&gt;Ellis Island&lt;/span&gt;..)  and VERY excellent in the sack.. 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjp_BlWRtI/AAAAAAAAApE/y6SGRMPX7jM/s1600/DSC01646.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjp_BlWRtI/AAAAAAAAApE/y6SGRMPX7jM/s320/DSC01646.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjqAldfsaI/AAAAAAAAApI/QZLn4AwM-vI/s1600/DSC01645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjqAldfsaI/AAAAAAAAApI/QZLn4AwM-vI/s320/DSC01645.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjqCO_HZCI/AAAAAAAAApM/luF2YNgPsPs/s1600/DSC01644.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjqCO_HZCI/AAAAAAAAApM/luF2YNgPsPs/s320/DSC01644.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjqEFO8daI/AAAAAAAAApQ/mbR31wQQCOE/s1600/DSC01638.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...the only issue i  had was that i eventually B*tched him out last night over his apparent  refusal to take pictures together.. matter fact This asshole was taking so many pics of me that THIS ONE was whilst I was telling my sister how much i felt like decking him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjppS99mZI/AAAAAAAAAoI/2T4wWh_X8-E/s1600/DSC01694.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjppS99mZI/AAAAAAAAAoI/2T4wWh_X8-E/s320/DSC01694.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he would either blank stare at me  when i'd say it or just push me to take pics at the last minute... on  the way to lady Liberty I just got shitpissed and handed him the camera  and got REEEEAAAAALLLLL quiet ( I told him to pose for a picture,  instead he was getting out of the way)&amp;nbsp; and he then in turn began to  like MAJORLY kiss butt in a manner quite unbecoming and such  and making jokes and being extra and asking me to pose for /with things  but I was .. pissy, hurty .. like what? asshole you can't be remembered  with me?&amp;nbsp;( Mind you the whole  time he was just relentless with the attention )&amp;nbsp; I said I was Fine and Iwas appreciative of everything he did but that I would have wished he  either told me what the problem was or maybe had taken a picture with  me but that it seemed evident he had some sort of issue and I was not  prodding anymore so fuck it... Since I came with him and that, after  all, that doesn't Obligate him or compromises him to anything I didn't see  what his deal was, i wanted a picture with the guy i'm with in NY for  god's sake and fucking every night, plus is not like his only relations ( The BFF, Jim ) and my friends and family don't know we are porking and solely seeing each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He  said I was overthinking too much about it and that he is not a picture  taker nor some of the occasions lent to it and no one was around to sorta take our shot together ( I said Neither am I but fuck we are in NYC and I didn't want a photoshoot of shitty romantic pics, just a pic together) And that when I was asked  in Rockefeller by someone if I wanted a pic and he was going to get in  (Uh RIGHT I'm Supposed to guess this) I firmly said no... I asked him: how is that I was supposed to read  that from anything that had happened the previous 3 days whenever I  suggested a picture together or his blank  stare and his constant oh we'll take a picture of you?? I asked him if i  was a sudden Mind reader or he made it known THIS time after the  previous 5 times would be different? I said I was over it and I didn't  care anymore but that more than THINGS,&lt;b&gt; THAT &lt;/b&gt;would have been nice. La and Gem and Binks offered me a lot of level headed advice on that moment and asked me to look at the totality of the circumstances and his overall behavior and the guy we know him to be...afterward, G and Mami and a few others came to the same...this dude has been fucked and fucked HARD my mother&amp;nbsp; offered this;&lt;b style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Even in a dumb way he can't explain he thinks you are going to do something by having that picture, do something bad to him, he doesnt trust, he doesn't like to be corralled up, he doesn't get you are pretty freeing but either way he knows he wants you he is obviously spending all this time/money/closeness with you but he thinks that or even not meeting your sister for reals face to face instead of in pics is not making you closer...but I say you both need to forgive and forgive and forgive...him&amp;nbsp; his family, you , bad men that fucked you up when you trusted, so both of you got work to do but you wholly deserve a man to do all of that and more for you and he deserves to be all loved and fussed over"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Yeeeaaahh My. Mother.Com said that shit...the lady always downing and messing with me...funny how she lacks that level of awareness for other shit&amp;nbsp; LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;any waysssssss back to trip time. I  got quiet again and he started acting like a monkey, kissing me up and  such and we got things for the hotel, he got a movie for us to watch and  gave me a flash drive with all the pictures so i'd have them to show  and then fucked me good and well twice before  the night was over( see? see? twice on Sunday! LOL we are not&amp;nbsp; two rounders with him...cause a round is average 45 good blissful minutes and such)&amp;nbsp; and cuddled me all night and kept kissing my hands  and such we woke up then talked some more about other stuff ( he knew he was wrong... jerk! he kept making mentions to the fact we are dating or how when we weren't dating he wasn't all happy happy go lucky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is he  aced with almost perfect score his customs test.. he kept thinking that  He wants a post here in Ft lauderdale OR &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1296617954_2" style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;"&gt;Miami&lt;/span&gt;...  but then kept pondering if they offered AZ if he would take it... that  gave me sads ( but is not a set or for sure thing)&amp;nbsp; but then i'm not in  the business of telling any more dudes ANYTHING about their Jobs See:  David the wife beater Joel Vanilla sex Mesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what else makes me super duper happy?? Adele's got a new single!!!&amp;nbsp; oh swoon please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/O-Dmt2-7VqQ" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adele- Rolling in the Deep: GOD THAT Voice..is really an old soul's gift.....and she is so freaking stunning! I need her coat and makeup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm also with this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sn6Ookqgy0A" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twin Sister- Meet the Frownies...Initially I heard something else from&amp;nbsp; her but then i jumped to this...basically I'm a sucker for these indie girls with wispy voices, no use lying about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what i heard first which kinda just ...idk hit my awww bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bqcwG9Pdhqg" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twin Sister - I want a house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNNDD on a completely left turn the WHOLE day i've been at Tia lusy's Listening to Bebo Valdes, do yourself a favor and get "el solar de Bebo" so you can LIVE some sexy ass cuban piano sax jazz situation But here he is with El Cigala ( He is a Flamenco singer...you don't even need to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wzmB-ZtWk2c" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-6845136866579072308?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6845136866579072308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=6845136866579072308' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/6845136866579072308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/6845136866579072308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/awesomeness-is.html' title='Awesomeness is....'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TUjbLn_KMzI/AAAAAAAAAkM/wUlYuXhodBI/s72-c/100_0715.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-1609072026103670719</id><published>2011-01-26T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T22:17:17.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Excellent  News!</title><content type='html'>Friends, I'm embarking on this trip with OM tomorrow I'm nervous (both about what goes down between us and the buttfuckingcoldery) but excited.. I mean, he is talking, calling texting keeping me informed of his moves in spite that he seems to be bitchy about plans vs. work responsibilities cause after all he is there working, non? and this... a momentous rarity for him... which he would NEVER go without:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He calls me today at work we are sorta just talking about the cold, the driving, the customs offices ( he&amp;nbsp; BTW aced with almost perfect score the Customs test so he is hoping to go work there) etc when out of the blue this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;........AND I'm have you KNOW that I have  not played with my dingles and berries since was it sunday with played?  Yes! and been drinking lots of water.. not soda soooo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually gasped at work cause um, this is the sort of guy to encourage a whole other slew of shat JUST to get OFF while keeping his nose clean, in the past, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh word? I'll have you know&amp;nbsp; I've been taking my pills.. military styles  so I guess there is Lots of stuff coming down the pike&amp;nbsp; for me...Literally and figuratively I suppose&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well..in the parlance of pervy people such as himself and i That's actually very very sweet..&amp;nbsp; that he'd be holding out for me to get there...yum yum yum yum ..I'm going to NEEDDD to pack hair crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoo that's not the excellent news.. the EXCELLENT NEWS is that .....&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I GAVE MY TWO WEEKS NOTICE YA'LL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;yesssss&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOT&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEW&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JOB!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second place i went to interview for? the cattle call horrible testing? YES! they called me Friday to offer me a Junior Litigation position contingent upon a drug test which I freaking went to take that same damned afternoon.... only I was so nervous that first i could only pee after 14 cups of water..big cups at that then my stomach went Batshit and i had to ask for a bathroom to let loose THEN MONDAY, the lady called me for the formal offer even emailed me a letter and&amp;nbsp; to START it makes more than what I made this past year ( In fact is biweely pay... MORE than I've made the WHOLE month in 2 weeks) and with medical benefits! and sick days! and Vacations!...I'm.so.happy,so so so relieved and also on the one hand anxious that I get to do well, that I don't fuck up fall behind or in any way mess up at this job which i really dont have ANY experience at, hoping i can pick it all up quickly and that I don't mess p on my workload which seems like will render me without much porn at work/ fuck around time, in fact OVERTIME.. paid as such .. I NEED THIS TO GO WELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BADLY SO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start February 14 for orientation and&amp;nbsp; how about I go to my boss to formally notice him etc, and this SOB is looking for tickets for a second vacation AND had had the Intern ( who apparently the old hollywood geezer she went "to lunch" with landed her a spot in entourage and the Millionaire Matchmaker and some shots and castings etc) there and took her to lunch as per usual... he has the BALLS of acting all "shocked" like real talk saying " oh we will talk about this more weds when the shock wears up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy STOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today I go o work.. apparently he took the day yesterday to tell EVERYONE I was leaving so all the people today were being extra extra and shit.....you know what this dude tell me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You should get a twitter so you can follow the happenings at the office&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As IF!! another Boy STOP&amp;nbsp; here because YES i have a twitter , NO I'm not making another one to buddy you up , jackass! and OH!...... the asshole that never pays me but always uses me? Not a peep.. he KNOWS he is big part of this shit and why I have seen myself in the position of looking for a new job, is better than he didn't play himself like a punk ass cause i would have told him some real talk type of shit on him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the fuck cares about those inconsiderate fucks ( Hi Karrie!) I straight am moving on WITH a stone cold sex snowy vacation to boot for a nice recharge!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No really i haven't told you but i ave been having ALL sorts of dreams about this short vacay with OM... i don't want to overload it with meanings and what ifs but i'm really wondering how it'll go , both of us marooned somewhere trying to explore a city i consider super bad ass in what could truly be considered HELLISH weather for me... i'm a tropical bird I wear layers when it gets to 50s here soooooo who knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I write it'll be fresh from vacay.....unless you do the twatter in which case I'd be all ignorant through there for sure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-1609072026103670719?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1609072026103670719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=1609072026103670719' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/1609072026103670719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/1609072026103670719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/excellent-news.html' title='Excellent  News!'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-4319328484902548714</id><published>2011-01-20T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T14:01:20.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well...now</title><content type='html'>So I'm fresh off an interview and about to go to another one... you know from where? The place I went to December that was like a cattle call with the crashing computer??? Well they called me today for an interview at 3 ( The place this morning was closer to me, i think I'd like that a lot more too )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I still interviewing? cause the old man of the part time has sucked balls and not been very professional about calling back etc so i'm like FUCK IT this won't work! and i've continued looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Apartment? still unpaid BUT it seems i've been assigned a loan workout person sooooo???&amp;nbsp; maybe something good??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This too!!: Some dumb bitch hit my car back out super fast in the driver side door ... so think of where my car could have been?? and almost clipped me in the process cause i was screaming flagging her to stop and finally even banging on the trunk of her car and shit... ridiculous! Is so minor and my car is so so fucked still that this would be the least of y problems anyways so i might leave that stupid dent just be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is acting like a harpy about this whole Me working three days (out of my convenience, ,at this point i use Tuesdays and Thursdays for errands and interviews), she is constantly whining&amp;nbsp; i told you so-ing me, complaining, making me recap why am i working so little like she doesn't know it, acting like Im doing this on purpose, ,making thinly veiled remarks about being unemployed or unemployable,&amp;nbsp; stalking and calling about where am i what am i doing just being a dick, then she wonders why I wouldn't want to be around her so much?. too boot this weekend i have to deal with one of her dear dear hypercritical mean bitches ass friends that she insist we call tia and she is acting like we owe her this weekend... same weekend I have HannaBannana's ridic birthday re-celebration and that OM and I are plotting the last of this trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh THAT... Now he wants to change my ticket for next wednesday so that in his words...I have more time together since i'm not going to work... so I'd leave wednesday night and come back Monday morning :-)&amp;nbsp; I'm all packed up almost, we went to buy coats&amp;nbsp; for him, he then turns around and wanted me to get a great amazing purple coat.. but let's be real.. i already have a coat and gorgeous as it was When would I pull out this purple coat ever again, so i declined... he's bought me so much crap?! I can't handle all of that, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On That Note.. i don't know what happened, nor how to explain but this dude is on a hard shift, like.. HARD we talk text daily we see each other semi daily after the chat about me spending the WHOLE night that's been the new thing, a lot more physically affectionate A LOT of talking during these dinners where we go over what's wrong, what wet wrong, what I need him to do&amp;nbsp; at a minimum what he does during the day, formers ( I told him about the dude from New Zealand... he wont stop mock masturbating on that creepy weird style... we are now pretty amused by the crazy brazilian and the broken english macking, last night was epic for that), online activity ( nil except i said a lot of porn watching is pretty much de rigueur for me, he agreed on same for him), he took me to Outdoor World which LORD what wa fucking Hick store , that was super fun cause he was trying me so fucking hard with the dead animals, but he was eyeing a pink fishing pole for me and then took me on a nice lunch, there he also threw the L&amp;nbsp; word mad low key ( this was also the day we spent together shopping) he said&amp;nbsp; and let me see if i can approximate this quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"That lady is fucking crazy with all this love word and I love you and you love me... what does she know about me.. that takes time and i'm not even that type of person, in fact YOU know this cause the closest person to me and the one person that i could say i love in this world is YOU and and i wouldn't even be saying all of that "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;QQ: *slow off balance blinks tilapia coming back up* Uh Right so you love me but not only you won't say that but if i said Hey B____ I love you at this point the bitch has fucked it up for us so much that we probably would die laughing at each other&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;OM: Pretty much&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I might have said last night I fucking loved him but it was because we've been sportsfucking as a team sports ( and really I do cause he is the only dude that would say Sports fucking to me after sex and then finish it up mad classy with .. My balls are numb now): Dude since that other thing is done with&amp;nbsp; let me tell you....um...this sex stuff is even better than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We broke my forced celibacy by going at it in the living room, shower and bathroom floor..with a bunch of towels...for my troubles I got a huge shiner on my arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day something that never really ever happened to me before happened: you knwo how chicks cry in the movies whilst ...um... let me be indelicate, Coming?? like that intense??? YES I was a wailing crying weepy orgasming hot mess... We think it was cause..um... he was choking me?? Oh Christ!Is really been non stop very satisfying and wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we were even sleeping and this dude just starts taking the covers off and Eating like he does which is only the best i've ever had, hands down, no Bullshit (and you know I've had plenty)&amp;nbsp; and I&amp;nbsp; told him so... I told him that TRULY his dealings are the stuff I fantasize about even when we are broken up ( Oh cause how about he was casually telling me&amp;nbsp; that&amp;nbsp; Oh you know i was bored and lonely before "we got back together"&amp;nbsp; or blah blah balh&amp;nbsp; before "we were officially BF and gf or .. um whatever" ...really??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember how I always got pissy about the unnecessary time spent apart when we could be together? He actually called me today to say we were recording shows but that we should watch them tonight, the guy asks me over all the damned time and also has been coming to my place which was a whole other bag... NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then another funny morsel was us watching my strange addiction last night and trying to set up his 3d tv and such ( Cool as fuck.. he bought me glasses that go with it , and not too cheap and he wanted me to be able to wear my glasses with them) and the BFF of 15 years calls and we are all on speaker, the bff is giving me tv instructions and then when OM comes back they are talking about the TLC show ( a lady eating couch foam) and OM is explaining this to Reynr, hw about he replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;"wait is this your Gf QQ that does that... Your GF is crazy"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUH!?!?! I'm the GF now?? LOL that was super cute i see them tho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3sQdED3tpeo" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoenix- Rome: i keep telling you this cd was uber adorable to death &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK Gotta go to the next interview!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-4319328484902548714?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4319328484902548714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=4319328484902548714' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4319328484902548714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4319328484902548714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/wellnow.html' title='Well...now'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3sQdED3tpeo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-4300122465108282896</id><published>2011-01-13T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T23:06:15.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that are making me HAPPY: Multiculti music awesomeness</title><content type='html'>So a few excellent news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Cas like a Mama Bear sorta put some fire in my to try and deal with this loan shit somewhat and then I went in to JC with all my paperwork from the house and he said that looking and my taxes and such The Bitch crazy loan shark former friend of my mom that lied to us until the closing date probably lied on everything to prequalify me on false stuff AND the bank company thing didn't do their diligence SO this might be my room to negotiate, We also checked in the appraiser's site and here has been NOTHING in there about any actions from the bank so who knows BUT he said we have PLENTY of time.... which i sorely need to save money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** My Mechanic is helping and is a godsend.. Monday he charged me ONLY 60 bucks for the sensor... I brought it back wednesday cause it didn't feel good to me and he tweaked at it for an hour.. and then charged me $NOTHING.00 he says it should be 200- 250 to finish doing other things. is running pretty nicely so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Not to be gross but: FINALLY TODAY like as of 4 minutes ago APPARENTLY I stopped bleeding like a goddamned sieve... is been a WHOLE LONG FUCKING TIME of tricking things out, bleeding a little, a lot, a medium, an extra HEAVY ( jesus the past 5 days!?!??!) and so i'm off ANY pills but i intend to start something THIS Saturday ... This shit sucked ass, and also like a few days too many Of no sex for me.. and having to discuss my vagina in ways I didn't appreciate with OM... cause..um people.. the next option? was a D&amp;amp;C... like NEXT WEEKEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** The Job I was hoping to have as part time, to start next week?&amp;nbsp; The guy hadn't called me to ultimate details or ..next week? so I called the guy, left message, no answer.. bummer, But because I promised myself and told everyone that I'm not sinking on this sinkhole ANY deeper i applied for like ...7 jobs one that I applied for also emailed me back immediately for an interview next week... just as i accepted the interview for Thursday ( super close) the old dude decides to call me back to tell me he wants me to start not next week but the week I leave to NY ... HUH?? well i settled for this: Boss now gets told my arrangement stands NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS and one way or the other whether the part time frees up or not Tuesdays and Thursdays will be my days for interviews and whatever else, I will do the goddamned 20 hours on my own terms (Oh I'd be getting more money with both combined BUT as a contractor so I am not down with that still looking for a normal full time) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**OM hasn't been adding GRIEF to my life... actually things are quiet and ok not too much muchiness but no pressure, no extra ( except when My hormones were wacky and that wasn't too bad, i know how to shut up and not interact when I am snappy) and the trip so far is well on course... he Bought a PS3 with Blu ray player or whatever so we could have movies and games in case we really get shit for brains weather and also cause he will be there 2 weeks.. this brings me to: That PS3 is AMAZING like the graphics?? DAMN!!&amp;nbsp; That's how i found myself playing FIFA 2010 with Only THE most bestest soundtrack&amp;nbsp; I've laid my mittens on like RRRRRRRRRAAAOOOowwwwwwwwrrRr This stuff Has been playing nonstop all day excellent for fun party party totally multiculti very sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gn9rTYGsOyc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gn9rTYGsOyc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buraka Son Sistema -&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Buraka Som Sistema - Kalemba (Wegue Wegue)"&gt;Kalemba (Wegue Wegue): Portuguese with Strong Angolan roots and I cannot TELL YOU HOW HARD this shit is knocking on my world! look for it&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OpYR7ilLbfo"&gt;&lt;b&gt; live&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so you can see this BAD ASS BITCH doing her thing!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They are speaking Kalão, which is the variant of Portuguese spoken in  Angola, kind of mixture between Portuguese and Angola indigenous  languages, The word Wegue is a way of cheers the crowd﻿ to dance. Kalemba is﻿ the Indigenous angolan word for Gale, I downloaded a few more tracks and they are OFFICIAL on my Zune AWRIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Buraka Som Sistema - Kalemba (Wegue Wegue)"&gt;Next&amp;nbsp; up: Mis Negros Colombianos! Woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Buraka Som Sistema - Kalemba (Wegue Wegue)"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MZXlgNMDK3E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MZXlgNMDK3E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Buraka Som Sistema - Kalemba (Wegue Wegue)"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bomba Estereo - Fuego: The fact they intermingled Cumbia into something so dubsy and modern... Loves so Much.. and the chick? Bad assery, better than the regular lame Big tits prissy regular colombian standard, this chick looks like she can whoop ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Buraka Som Sistema - Kalemba (Wegue Wegue)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Buraka Som Sistema - Kalemba (Wegue Wegue)"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GpXWhqKcB2I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GpXWhqKcB2I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Buraka Som Sistema - Kalemba (Wegue Wegue)"&gt;Afrobomb - Favela Rock : love love love easy run pace with this no???&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Buraka Som Sistema - Kalemba (Wegue Wegue)"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T__uRercaeA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T__uRercaeA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Buraka Som Sistema - Kalemba (Wegue Wegue)"&gt;Fabri Fibra- Donna Famosa: I've managed a way to find a song both tio blanco and his kids enjoy at once, he is listening to Italian Rap, girls are getting their ear traied and thinking up a new dance routine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Buraka Som Sistema - Kalemba (Wegue Wegue)"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Y-HCijmW5w?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Y-HCijmW5w?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Buraka Som Sistema - Kalemba (Wegue Wegue)"&gt;Crookers feat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The Very Best, Marina &amp;amp; Dargen D'amico - Birthday Bash: Isn't this shit just HAPPY SOUNDING??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Buraka Som Sistema - Kalemba (Wegue Wegue)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Buraka Som Sistema - Kalemba (Wegue Wegue)"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zg3EgUSxcrs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zg3EgUSxcrs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rocky Dawuni - Download The Revolution: *sigh* what is there to say? That this could be your post work out chilled out time? Si!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 id="watch-headline-title" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Rocky Dawuni - Download The Revolution"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Buraka Som Sistema - Kalemba (Wegue Wegue)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Buraka Som Sistema - Kalemba (Wegue Wegue)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Buraka Som Sistema - Kalemba (Wegue Wegue)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-4300122465108282896?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4300122465108282896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=4300122465108282896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4300122465108282896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4300122465108282896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/things-that-are-making-me-happy.html' title='Things that are making me HAPPY: Multiculti music awesomeness'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-4217300642979033991</id><published>2011-01-07T23:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T23:55:57.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New year and more stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefX3jch2I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/lWrXJ0QfmQ4/s1600/100_0574.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hi Chiquitos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a picture heavy post and full of all sorts of the updates&amp;nbsp; in all sorts of fronts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;so lets get on with it shall we???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First New Years: we spent it at JC's Niece's house which ended being NOT a small houseparty, more like a fucking crammed hot house full of Dominicans... like 150 of them or so.... yeah Before that it was a day full of activity/getting ready/ cooking crap, because NYE is kind of a dress up deal for Us.... which then brings me to the next thing: Got into a huge fight with my brother in law, cause he was being a rude disrespectful dirty dick to my sister and then to crown shit wanted to go out with dirty jean shorts and a spongebob tshirt&amp;nbsp; while my sister and her kids looked like this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefaS0pgeI/AAAAAAAAAiU/L4uoJ9fh2ZY/s1600/100_0577.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefaS0pgeI/AAAAAAAAAiU/L4uoJ9fh2ZY/s320/100_0577.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefX3jch2I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/lWrXJ0QfmQ4/s1600/100_0574.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefewioLII/AAAAAAAAAic/jFYgL0MhfmM/s1600/100_0581.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefewioLII/AAAAAAAAAic/jFYgL0MhfmM/s320/100_0581.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefh7Kt0QI/AAAAAAAAAig/4f9bM6XS8s4/s1600/100_0583.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefh7Kt0QI/AAAAAAAAAig/4f9bM6XS8s4/s320/100_0583.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefk7js4YI/AAAAAAAAAik/DoCmQgr3C6s/s1600/100_0584.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefk7js4YI/AAAAAAAAAik/DoCmQgr3C6s/s320/100_0584.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside: I DIDN'T Love my hair at all : cause i was just applying setting&amp;nbsp; lotion and waiting to do things to it.. then we ran out of time and stupid Binks convinced me it was a good move ONLY i didn't really like it... OM then said it was plastered to my head but stupid Binks takes my phone and replied that it was a nice Change of pace and My "evening Hair" ......He NEVER let that go as you will soonly see *sigh* HOWEVER That said?!?!? I LOVED my dress Makeup and shoes !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSeko7rFnWI/AAAAAAAAAkE/6ur7WRLQ5GQ/s1600/100_0573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSeko7rFnWI/AAAAAAAAAkE/6ur7WRLQ5GQ/s320/100_0573.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefX3jch2I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/lWrXJ0QfmQ4/s1600/100_0574.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefX3jch2I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/lWrXJ0QfmQ4/s320/100_0574.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So anyways, Fight with him, i told him he was a petty lame rude jerk and then when he announced to me in the particular that he wasn't going i snorted, told him to talk to someone who gave a shit, cause as far as I was concerned, we were just fixing to look even better in pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefnR7jxiI/AAAAAAAAAio/NvoIW0y9gro/s1600/100_0589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefnR7jxiI/AAAAAAAAAio/NvoIW0y9gro/s1600/100_0589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefnR7jxiI/AAAAAAAAAio/NvoIW0y9gro/s320/100_0589.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;more pictures then !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;...Like Tio Blanco Looking tanked &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefpiwnRRI/AAAAAAAAAis/2BMoOdGYoSI/s1600/100_0591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefpiwnRRI/AAAAAAAAAis/2BMoOdGYoSI/s320/100_0591.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;the ladies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefsH4AtuI/AAAAAAAAAiw/d1iabih9wlk/s1600/100_0592.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefsH4AtuI/AAAAAAAAAiw/d1iabih9wlk/s320/100_0592.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lui and a Friend ( hilariously we were talking how although the moms are not friends these two kids have managed to stay extremely close to each other... since they were toddlers) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefvPpDdFI/AAAAAAAAAi0/hLlu-aSI-S8/s1600/100_0593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefvPpDdFI/AAAAAAAAAi0/hLlu-aSI-S8/s320/100_0593.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;UGH I reaaallyyy reeally really hated the hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefzL2z_FI/AAAAAAAAAi4/uE1llTU54cU/s1600/100_0595.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefzL2z_FI/AAAAAAAAAi4/uE1llTU54cU/s320/100_0595.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I did Binks' makeup and i ruled at that, her makeup was aces all night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSef3KqaGxI/AAAAAAAAAi8/3Arm3yXJDKQ/s1600/100_0596.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSef3KqaGxI/AAAAAAAAAi8/3Arm3yXJDKQ/s320/100_0596.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yes! that IS a members only Jacket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSef7ymwFuI/AAAAAAAAAjA/AuPeUO8SqyI/s1600/100_0600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSef7ymwFuI/AAAAAAAAAjA/AuPeUO8SqyI/s320/100_0600.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegASS2LhI/AAAAAAAAAjE/g4rwiq4s18M/s1600/100_0602.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegASS2LhI/AAAAAAAAAjE/g4rwiq4s18M/s320/100_0602.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegFfozR6I/AAAAAAAAAjI/X1cNOhRktEQ/s1600/100_0605.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegFfozR6I/AAAAAAAAAjI/X1cNOhRktEQ/s320/100_0605.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Evita Is HUGE, taller than Binks and only 14 * sigh* my little baby is all grown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegI1B-YJI/AAAAAAAAAjM/4WB20MdwLhc/s1600/100_0612.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegI1B-YJI/AAAAAAAAAjM/4WB20MdwLhc/s320/100_0612.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Don't she Look pretty here??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegOOr_g5I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/6PEt6LQoEXA/s1600/100_0613.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegOOr_g5I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/6PEt6LQoEXA/s320/100_0613.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegSKJ3bII/AAAAAAAAAjU/cW1w-kXPmFg/s1600/100_0620+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegSKJ3bII/AAAAAAAAAjU/cW1w-kXPmFg/s320/100_0620+-+Copy.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is creepy Cousin and his sister ( obvi, non?) this he INSPECTS US to see if we are on point.. oh ok homey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegVFA2zMI/AAAAAAAAAjY/IIimzMIp7qc/s1600/100_0622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegVFA2zMI/AAAAAAAAAjY/IIimzMIp7qc/s320/100_0622.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I say: Bubby, are you leeping?? he replies ZIIIIIII ANTI&amp;nbsp; QQ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegYYVZXCI/AAAAAAAAAjc/13KwQua26RA/s1600/100_0625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegYYVZXCI/AAAAAAAAAjc/13KwQua26RA/s320/100_0625.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This one acts like a pre-teen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegcQB0UXI/AAAAAAAAAjg/qXTTz4yM-vs/s1600/100_0628+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegcQB0UXI/AAAAAAAAAjg/qXTTz4yM-vs/s320/100_0628+-+Copy.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;*sigh* see??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSeggB5SJlI/AAAAAAAAAjk/vUgFntcvsU0/s1600/100_0632+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSeggB5SJlI/AAAAAAAAAjk/vUgFntcvsU0/s320/100_0632+-+Copy.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This one too Super Party ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegjkdttdI/AAAAAAAAAjo/JoQNFrUrFnw/s1600/100_0634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegjkdttdI/AAAAAAAAAjo/JoQNFrUrFnw/s320/100_0634.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegmhjLdSI/AAAAAAAAAjs/0uNX1InAA4k/s1600/100_0635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegmhjLdSI/AAAAAAAAAjs/0uNX1InAA4k/s320/100_0635.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eva also gave me the paintings she made me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegxc2tjgI/AAAAAAAAAj4/NBnfdwgQke0/s1600/100_0643.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegxc2tjgI/AAAAAAAAAj4/NBnfdwgQke0/s320/100_0643.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSeg18qwehI/AAAAAAAAAj8/fIlyv6yjico/s1600/100_0644.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSeg18qwehI/AAAAAAAAAj8/fIlyv6yjico/s320/100_0644.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegqT286AI/AAAAAAAAAjw/rriJ1bWqnbs/s1600/100_0641.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Next day, I went to see Mami who wanted to Go on about a long conversation about "her wanting ME to formalize a relationship with OM probably based on her comfort level and how I should bring him around and how I need to put me first and how i'm smarter than anyone she knows even her other kids so she hurts I'm in this predicament with the house and the job, that I should forgive HER most of all in my heart, then Joel Vanilla Sex Mesa and David the beater ex husband so that i can truly allow myself to trust again and even have patience with OM..... Then she starts acting like the way out of my problem is to be in some dual income household with OM as though that would solve the issues going on right now ( NOT!) and that whether i want to or not he will quitclaim deed me her other place so I have a place to go if I get kicked out of my place, Typical Mami, she is always starting ALMOST nice then she bumps to the assbutt of the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told her that while&amp;nbsp; OM and I are doing much better and whilst i LIKE HIM SO VERY MUCH and whilst I'm floored by his gestures and whilst he is yum yum in the bed as al get out and a basic good person&amp;nbsp; ... THIS IS NOT MY LAST train to happyville and that while i didn't want to share LOTS of the particulars, Precisely because I put myself first I have cut him out when I have, cause No communication is NOT acceptable to me, she then stammers that i should make him talk to his family as Though I'm in the business of forcing emotionally verbally ad possibly worst 39 y.o men into dealing with crap so My mother can feel more at ease: NEIN!, NEGATIVE, NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSeyptY8VSI/AAAAAAAAAkI/dQ9LBXHu1qQ/s1600/IMG112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSeyptY8VSI/AAAAAAAAAkI/dQ9LBXHu1qQ/s320/IMG112.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After that and after making fake fruits for the kids ( powered milk, condensed milk colorant and cloves is all you need and make all the things that strike your fancy, we had baby strawberries, grapes, pears, oranges, green and red apples and carrots.. they are super cute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see OM( we been spending a lot of time together, talking, he calls me up a lot and I make a conscious effort to stay on the phone longer... he has also taken to chat me up after the interviews to see what's the deal ) I finally put out and it was .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;N&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;F&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;N&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like ridiculous not missing a stride being sick sexy choking dirty hot&amp;nbsp; amazingness skullfuckingly great mess dominance, hungry sex... all this after he graciously bought the MMA fight for me and let me straight drool over men at the weight ins for a while 9 after a movie and pizza)&amp;nbsp; .. Irony?: the red Tapout shirt he handed me over after sex... also I showered he had my half used liquid soap under his sink... I too had been irrationally stashing his away TO THE POINT Detention might have asked for soap and y pleaded absolute ignorance ( P.S: He keeps hitting me up but between the bitchiness and the fact I don't want to fuck over OM&amp;nbsp; He is iced...he said some&amp;nbsp; stuff assuming I was in Jax, i'm letting him believe that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know how I said this cocksucker was making fun of my hair .... THIS was his "version of my&amp;nbsp; Evening hair" so he's been calling it His Big boy hair in honor of my big girl evening hair, he said It took LOTS of gel to accomplish that and that This would totally up his maturity level&amp;nbsp; Bwahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegtv8jiOI/AAAAAAAAAj0/eobA5xoUi8M/s1600/100_0642.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegtv8jiOI/AAAAAAAAAj0/eobA5xoUi8M/s320/100_0642.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSegxc2tjgI/AAAAAAAAAj4/NBnfdwgQke0/s1600/100_0643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anyways I've been in a shitload of calls phone interviews all the while my car is shutting down on me ( cause Officially I've been a part time since Monday).... like straight Neutral on the lights is not doing shit and now the mechanic told me today everyone is acting like the part for my car doesn't exist.. I left him the car for the weekend... tell you why in a bit) . I have to say I'm barely talking to my boss, we are talking monosyllables, angry grunts, very short, he is trying to jokey joke etc but i really am finding myself in a very hard position, he wants to act all chatty and happy and I just want to punch him in the face for this whole part time bullshit.. then Monday he comes to me with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;DID YOU HEAR??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG Size 0 is having lunch with &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1294447632_9" style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;"&gt;James Caan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Um OK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;WELL apparently she came in yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;( Yeah cause his B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;!tchass wouldn't know THAT for sure)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; and for NYE&amp;nbsp; she went to Blah bLHa bLha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;( random expensive place)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000bf;"&gt;and she "hung out" with &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1294447632_10"&gt;Michael Bay&lt;/span&gt;, and James Caan and blah balh balh&amp;nbsp; and They liked her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;  ( who doesn't like  the happy drunk who also happens to be into "partying" and is a chick,  pretty, chatty with nice fake cans who doesn't have a budget to look  excellent cause daddy pays for everything AND she is a paid intern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000bf;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; so his  assistant asked her for lunch and so OMG she is going!!! *jumpyclaps* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Right, that's all novel in Miami when you are a pretty chick swimming in the rich shark waters? isn't that dude gross-old?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;That was the last time I really had a full convo with him... Monday &amp;nbsp; But I went on this one interview and I really liked the old man and he was a sexual harassment civil and appeals attorney which I sorely desperately would love to get experience on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of this week he offered me a deal: i work 2 days for him, for the experience , as a contractor... while i stay 2 and a half days at My current Boss.. the only bad parts? Two part Times, contractor on both, and the crazy discomfort I'm feeling with BossBoss, the good part? that I get to mostly have a fulltime and that I'd probably earn way more I was taking in just two weeks ago....we shall see I still need a full time and by the looks of it I'd be looking for it still and having interviews on like fridays afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Next news I got Is I'm supposed to be in bed already cause I'm going up tomorrow really early, with spike and all... to meet this chick :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSeg18qwehI/AAAAAAAAAj8/fIlyv6yjico/s1600/100_0644.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSeg24-wdrI/AAAAAAAAAkA/yo20YxWog_A/s1600/Baby+Ada2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSeg24-wdrI/AAAAAAAAAkA/yo20YxWog_A/s320/Baby+Ada2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ada Sofia AKA Fresh New Baby! ©Monie ( that heaux got terminology like crazy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEESSS I'm an Aunt again ( 4 times!) , riveting stuff I'm sure but um.. this is as close to maternity as I ever want to be, I now only want to hold her for a little bit cause all i'm thinking is fresh new baby that smells fresh off the placenta river and so I don't want to smell my sister in Law Juices... see how I went so completely wrong?? But she is a big Pink Bebeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUENO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now then Before I go to bed I should drop this doozy on you ( no, not the one where I got certified mail from my Mortgage people which could be foreclosure shit BUT all the while I've actually sent them most of the paperwork to consider a modification, no, not that )&amp;nbsp; So I assumed that since me and OM have hung out a bunch of days and stuff&amp;nbsp; ( I think last Saturday we stayed in bed til almost 12) and I've been all over the place applying and he's working a lot of nights, that we wouldn't see each other til after I came back from Jax, this coming Monday.... but yesterday he asked me to go with him for a little ride....well then&amp;nbsp; he took me to &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.visithollywoodfl.org/hollywoodbeachbroadwalk.aspx"&gt;Hollywood Beach &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;which honestly was beyond nice and charming with great bike roadway, sweet little eating spots and Ben and Jerry's and Hagen daz and honest to goodness before the chill came the water looked so beautiful and inviting and i saw a bunch of Canadians so I told OM i was taking my shoes off and trying my feetsies at the beach.. we actually dipped in cold for us but not horrific, we theorized people from up north or the west coast would find this perfectly reasonable....then we biked for about 2 hours and then we picked a place to eat, Mamacita's from Chicago, mexican food, good stuff, music i grew up with and was trying to explain the nuances to OM cause to him it all sounded the sam... he was still giving me grief about my evening hair and about me telling him that instead of guitar chords or piano he ought to teach me to play electric guitar is what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then he just says that he's been thinking about....what if those 2 weeks he has to be in Newark for work alone and such.... what if i came with him and spent a weekend with him exploring NY ( this all goes back to me mentioning once that that would be fun and that although he said he didn't like NYC all that much I seem to be excited HE is going and suggesting places he should visit)... but that is up to me and he wantsto know if I'd like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat there all shocked and like&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; MMMEEEE and YOUUUUUU???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;then he tries to as always dismiss and move on and says ,&lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; you know i'd need notice as to if you could, but i'd get you your ticket, we would be together and do things and ... I&amp;nbsp; think i could pay for your car if you want to leave it in the airport and he has the perfect suitcase if I want.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;... like.. you could tell he was nervous and that this is the something he was being awkward about and then he was, excited cause he started&amp;nbsp; to see that I was chirping like a monkey and saying that sounded super freaking awesome..&amp;nbsp; so he too started blurting out that he'd need a nice leather jacket for a night out and this and that ... is scary to me and Oh-So-Cold... But awesome as hell... and By the end of the night the tickets where all bought!.&amp;nbsp; I say scary cause we have never been like hanging so long in a place, he seems to need his alone time, I wonder how it'll all be and how fucking crazy cold it'll be and what kinds of shit we can get up to and what does it all mean anyways?!?!? I guess he IS right.. I over think him...we'll see how it all goes.. I'm excited!, I told him so and he said he was happy we had a nice day and that we were going to have a lot of fun together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ItX2cntpWtE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ItX2cntpWtE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The XX- Night Time: Love this whole cd, i told you that not long ago...this is one of my faves &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xEnS2zAwYN4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xEnS2zAwYN4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moby- Wait For Me: I think you don't add much else after saying Moby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-4217300642979033991?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4217300642979033991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=4217300642979033991' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4217300642979033991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4217300642979033991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year-and-more-stuff.html' title='Happy New year and more stuff'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TSefaS0pgeI/AAAAAAAAAiU/L4uoJ9fh2ZY/s72-c/100_0577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-4215168002966813458</id><published>2010-12-30T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T18:09:28.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble?  Last Round? Possibility??</title><content type='html'>Dearly beloved, I Came from a STUPID "interview" that turned out to be an hour an a half long test with a computer that froze 3 times and a cattle call setting:&amp;nbsp; Thing the biggest dry erase board you can think off with At least 50 names and and and! some of them had comments ranking from the snarky to the undecipherable and then when I got there like 4 girls before me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoodle, before interview I went to the dr. cause I've had fucking breakthrough bleeding for almost an effing month sometimes heavy, sometimes not, THANKS GOD FOR INSTEADS!!( i couldn't be me without the option, to... you know have sex ) the best is that this Nurse there is Colombian and HEARTS the shit out of me so she was like&amp;nbsp; "come thru the back, I'm giving you a higher dosage different pills, If it works call me and I'll call the pharmacy for you " .. how about these shits are chewable minty flavored like fucking Tic Tacs... look If i'm using tic tacs cut in half as BC I'm going to fucking be SHITPISSED!... Lucky me that I'm totally into money shots!....Maybe that was too much and I shouldn't be so damned crass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty then MUCH to discuss, or not really much, just a very major development... or a merry go round as it were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... That dude ... *sigh* this is not even tired this is beyond tired but also I'm getting some new twists in ,&amp;nbsp; So then ... you know he texted me for the 24th ( interesting how he remembered that I celebrate that Not GringosXmas, more so cause again this dude is dead set&amp;nbsp; against that, more than me) so&amp;nbsp; Like Sunday &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He starts with his typical Low stakes Ha-Ha Crappy Bullshit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;OM: Not Nice you&amp;nbsp; completely Blocked me apparently from seeing your profile :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Me: Why would you care about that, I'm sure you've moved on to something better than me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;OM: Well, doesn't get better than you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Me: Right, that's why in a couple of months I get the cold shoulder, you already found some younger skinnier better in bed than me piece of ass and she is enjoying you talents, so how about you don't need to see my profile to jack one off to when you had the real thing at your disposal before and you&amp;nbsp; fucked it up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;OM:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;You got mad when I was in Boston, I let you time to cool off, I guess that's not going to happen&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;( This is typical so I was composing my rage response then I saw THIS non typical, let guard down shit)&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt; I miss you and think about you all the time, sorry my actions didn't show it better&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Me: You just don't get it OM.. this is about how you act when things are fine and chilled between us, is like time to avoid calls act as though I'm bothering you if I text you on some short shit, plain not wanting to hang out when you aren't ultra busy working only for me to see you online ll the fucking time.. that shit is not just mean, is also hurtful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;OM: I understand, it never was what you think, i should have turned my profile off I was not looking for anyone and I never was seeing anyone since i started seeing you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; ( This is the first time this fucko has acknowledge this shit is and has been a problem) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Me: And it&amp;nbsp; takes this sort of shit for you to be straight with me, I've been cool to you, no pressure, I've asked you this to your face, and you have acted as though I don't deserve a real explanation, real communication from you or like we don't have a real connection... I'm not asking you for marriage, a complication or nothing more than steadiness and niceness, I'm the kind of chick you talk to, you get to be honest with me. I don't want you to weasel your way into my life and heart again just to act funny with me in a couple of months. I like you so you either give this shit a real fucking shot, if you are going to, if you want to next year or just leave me the fuck alone, go on messing with the next young piece of ass, Don't even answer Now, think about it whatever, just be honest Give me that Much&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;OM: I miss you very much, in my life .. as a person and as a lover&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Me: I miss you too but we are going to be here in two more months or whenever you get in your mood, Like I said we've been at this for a year... Either WE are shutting sex&amp;nbsp; profiles down, fuck and hang with each other, see how it goes or just PLEASE, just leave me alone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;OM: I'll cancel it right now, no hesitation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!! this was new?! few minutes later &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OM: you can check on it, here is the password, is turned off now, next system update it'll be gone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: I'm in bed, I'll do that tomorrow but i sincerely hope you can step up and be honest&amp;nbsp; and open with me shit between us never had to be hard or a seesaw... you need to talk to me more&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Om; I agree, i can do better&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then He asked me Monday if I wanted to go to dinner, i said No cause i already had the Principal coming over BUT accepted for tusday.. dinner, just to talk&amp;nbsp; ... that Monday&amp;nbsp; things with the Principal went Crazy... This guy acted like a Cuntrag!!!//!??!?! why you ask?&amp;gt;? cause he got lost coming the wrong way, Now If you know ANYTHING about me I DO NOT have a good sense of directions So i WON"T BE THE ONE getting you out of that and I warn guys about this.... well i tell him to stop where he was at 15 mins from me But this guy was RANTING and RAVING like a lunatic&amp;nbsp; Like real life yelling, threatening me to go back to miami i said...uh.... Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he found his way but started whining that he had golf in the am, that he wanted to come early for that , that I was Not as good as him at this FFM thing cause why wont i use my gfs? why can't i find him a chick?? ( WTF?? am I a lesbian or bi?? Um NO)&amp;nbsp; why couldn't she touch me i was Like: LOOK asshole you can come over now and we have fun, you can FIND whomever YOU would like to fuck and invite me over so I can have fun with you But I have ZERO reason and or motivation to be doing your legwork&amp;nbsp; for fuck's sake I do NOT like women!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then after that when he got here he was super good in bed, dom, and unfailingly polite after I was so sorta pissy I dropped the bomb that I might just go relocate to jacksonville and shit, he then was super like whinny and hugging me and such. The next day, strangely ( or cause he knows he acted like a dumb cock ..I mean you guys like screamy extra difficult shit)&amp;nbsp; asked me how was he last night did I like my master still and then yesterday even he said Brian wanted to play with me again, again JUST to service me... I'm so funky and I'm such a bitch I acted like uhhmmmmmmnnnhhhhhhgggg&amp;nbsp; who knows ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now then Tuesday:&amp;nbsp; I get there and he is so...unromantic and not super affectionate ( he is OM after all, and i'm me LOL) we act like we saw each other yesterday and things ended a wee wee bit awkward. So the door is open he tells me to come in, I go in and I go crazy for the dogs.. I turn around and there is this Fucking Zales bag &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TR0EtKu75cI/AAAAAAAAAiA/KXiPonp4Apc/s1600/IMG070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TR0Etna4JmI/AAAAAAAAAiE/d3LESWtjjAw/s1600/IMG074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TR0EuCn5GMI/AAAAAAAAAiI/1xjco0Jp50k/s1600/IMG075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TR0Ev2yCUnI/AAAAAAAAAiM/SHBfKQkFqLc/s1600/IMG087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TR0Ev2yCUnI/AAAAAAAAAiM/SHBfKQkFqLc/s320/IMG087.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i open it a necklace &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TR0EtKu75cI/AAAAAAAAAiA/KXiPonp4Apc/s1600/IMG070.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TR0EtKu75cI/AAAAAAAAAiA/KXiPonp4Apc/s320/IMG070.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on white gold with a pendant , swirly black and white tiny diamonds and Matching earrings........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TR0Etna4JmI/AAAAAAAAAiE/d3LESWtjjAw/s1600/IMG074.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TR0Etna4JmI/AAAAAAAAAiE/d3LESWtjjAw/s320/IMG074.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TR0EuCn5GMI/AAAAAAAAAiI/1xjco0Jp50k/s1600/IMG075.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TR0EuCn5GMI/AAAAAAAAAiI/1xjco0Jp50k/s320/IMG075.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is not just that is like ridiculously expensive, a crazy thing to do Or that Is The ONLY sort of things i'd wear, you know anything Big I consider tacky on me, you know I don't like costumey stuff or things you have to take off/on cause I'm going to lose it , you know i don't even wear golden things cause i don't Love them on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was Like .. floored.... stunned shocked... I was like Jesus.. man.. Thanks!.... I have nothing for you! OMG! (you know I'm as bad for this as he is) so we just hugged I gave him a quick peck with shaky hands and sort of sat there like oh Christ!Oh Christ!oh Christ then him, being him tells me: "Look here is all the paperwork, you can return for something better if you want, you go get it cleaned twice a year and if the stones go missing they will replace them" ..... all the while I'm still shaking and screaming in my head)but he was already asking me to help him take the puppies out and stuff and just talking ON AND ON about work He was a Chatterfucking box all the sudden (apparently, since October back when I told him to go away when he was in Boston, he's been in  Florida about a total of 3-4  weeks all together, yeah he showed me the pics and travel log crap, his pictures of the different places and facilities he worked in, Boston, Oakland and San Fran) then we then went to dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then talked some more like, about why I got mad, how he acts and how that shit comes across to me, cause in his mind it was just : Oh i'm working a lot, and Hey why doesn't she text me? ( cause of his short response shit) So on the advice of his cocksucking BFF Upon his inquiry of how are things between you and Q and OM's response that.. "well, She only answers to my texts.. but only if I text her?".. his friend then told him to go ahead and NOT communicate to see what would happen?!?!?! so His stupid ass decided to heed that shit and go without texting me to see how long it'd be before I texted him which is when he sent me that stupid Oh so you don't text me if I don't text you first?" when he was In Boston ... But I think now I can call him on that dumb shit of " oh if your friends Tell you to jump off a cliff would you do it?".... jerk off! I asked him to put himself in my position, like if I did that to him, all those things he does taking all those circumstances from MY end... How would he react....putting all those occurrences together?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't disagree and apologized for any hurt he could have caused me and for the fact that he does tend to be moody . I told  i don't want him eternally apologizing and that his basic, rough dude no feelingtalky i understand and agree with, That shit would embarrass my own ass. He says i overthink him too much that he is happy, not looking for any ass and just a working dog and yes a pervert but that he should have for all intents and purposes deleted the profile or at least make it invisible cause that wasn't his intention to make it look like he was looking for ass to be had..... I told hm he could have SAID that from go and to continue being a pervert ( Only surprise surprise, he didn't Turn it off like I did.. I saw that when I checked..he deleted the whole thing) if he needs to but to fuck!ng let me know as I MIGHT like to watch him since, I'm a pervert myself, I asked him for better communication, he asked for more open ended texts if I'm to elicit a bigger response from him ( if his short answer texts at work bug me so much) and he says that the call thing is genuinely not in ill intent that he actually wants to know why wont I stay on the phone more than 20 minutes with him so.. I guess I can try to do that ( this is not the first guy to say I do that BTW , I don't mind with my girls or people that know me well But guys that Make me nervous or anyone that might point out my accent....that bothers me deeply and to the core) But he said he really likes me has no problem with me at all and that was rather hurty I didn't come in my shinny bike seeking him, assured me that either way I should know he would always want to help me be there for me ( That I don't do, you know if I say  buh bye to a dude I don't have children with Is a wrap, I can get 18 new cock having friends next year, I do not need dudes I've been naked with and whose dicks I've suck acting like they are my bffs) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the story.. then we sat home.. he watched sports and hugged me, I brushed the dogs..I got sleepy he asked me if I wanted to nap on his bed, i declined, I wanted to suck the chrome out of his.. ... but didn't and that whole &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us not wishing him well thing???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel bad cause I'm a bad riddance wisher and boy did HE get it! The 25 y.o was&lt;br /&gt;INSANE spoke broken English, is text stalking him and the texts are like...amazing like 20/ 30 texts a day INSANE texts and Insults, Like "YOUR Hair stinks, you have big ear, i never liked u" , one minute, "you are my proud cowboy from Indiana" the next and if you do not think and Calling this motherfucker that and ROASTING HIM about it... you don't know shit in life.. i mean he is showing me the texts and the crazy heauxs is texting to non responses while we are dining and shit ...A-Ma-Zing.. i mean ya'll she said LOVE after the SECOND time they hung out LOVE!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we spent like the whole day together and took the dogs to the park, watched movies, he bought me a car adapter for my Zune and had late lunch at Cheddar's and bunch of trashy food at night talked and while we were at the park got told by his boss he needs to go to Newark for 2 weeks like, mid January.. he is bummed about it but he loves to be the depended on guy at work so *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will happen? where is this going? No Se Ya'll I just feel Like ... I don't think in years I've wanted/ liked anyone as much, i can't understand this shit, I don't get why I ask for him to be gone and out of my life and ice him and then spend AMPLE amount of times regretting it, feeling sad and then he comes back.... At least the shit is on the table, is all in the open, he knows what I expect and I know for the most part what he can do ...So if YOU Don't Know I'm the I don't know Boat Captain.. so take a damned Seat Ms.Passenger.. also full related aside, like, NO ONE ever in or out of my family ever has given me a xmas present like this ( xmas or otherwise) ... and thing is... It'd be easy to discount some gift crap like that in SoFl land of the vain an flashy except he isn't rich at ALL we go eat Taco Bell more often than not for dinner cause we like that mess a LOT anywhoo Both Binks and Gem said almost Unison, I found that funny: "Jesus Q This Guy REALLY speaks one language and is Gift Giving"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't know what's in the cards, at least i don't, I want to have some faith...maybe is stupid of me? I don't know...I would like it to work.....Mami was saying some shit about always wanting me to find someone and me being too hurt by Joel Vanilla Sex Mesa and David the beater ex husband but that i don;t deserve that and that maybe if i fully forgive them assholes I can allow myself permission to trust guys and learn to be patient... since this is Mami and all I hustled her off the phone and wet on my merry way... but maybe there us something to it who knows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-4215168002966813458?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4215168002966813458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=4215168002966813458' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4215168002966813458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/4215168002966813458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/trouble-last-round-possibility.html' title='Trouble?  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Possibility??'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TR0Ev2yCUnI/AAAAAAAAAiM/SHBfKQkFqLc/s72-c/IMG087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-5194747677633680518</id><published>2010-12-26T01:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T01:55:04.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't want to know how this went</title><content type='html'>Honestly&amp;nbsp; There were good points to this xmas bullshit and those good points had nothing to do with my family and that bullshit togetherness time, more with peripheral bullshit which also made this a horrific time to&amp;nbsp; be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's dive deep into it: I started Monday WEEPING openly like a bitch in my car, crying cause it all just dawned on me that I had two weeks working full time with some semblance of benefits (barely ... going into 20 hours as a contractor) and all the while My Boss, the asshole that don't pay me and the intern were leisurely taking some down time while I held the fort....I've been in a sad shitty mood since Sunday just generally not feeling well ... the fact that my boss won't lay me off all the while keeping an intern?? when I've been LOYAL to him for 4 almost 5 years, efficient, hung in there&amp;nbsp; ... basically I just exploded on the phone to my sister on the drive to work, additionally i'm slowlyyyyyyy getting sick so I actually got to sit in the car for a few trying to collect myself, i wanted to also punch my sister for throwing some god bullshit on me and telling me how "I'm not alone" when we KNOW good and well how my family acts when anything deeper than a car ride is needed from them... so PLEASE I am alone! I am alone with my bills, my apartment loan modification to figure out and my dog to take care but really that's about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was texting the girls and honestly I was just feeling groddy, assy and such so all day it was like a fucking leaky faucet... I also told the Munchkin that works back there with us ( the attorney that farts a&amp;nbsp; lot) what the deal was..... the next day I told the secretaries I'm close too, they were super supportive and nice and they told the ones I'm not so close to and that cunt receptionist I don't talk to, I also told the intern cause she is fucking TIRING me asking me what's wrong why do I seem sad/like I've been crying....I doubt HIGHLY , she didn't know this... I wanted her to leave me the fuck alone, I wanted to deck her if I'm real. They all have been very nice and sharing their struggles with me as well so as to... I guess not have me feel like shit? giving me tips and stuff, anyways all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I had an amazing day in the end cause of this: The Principal started smut texting me early in the day .... and decided to tell me that I&amp;nbsp; was to come by tonight for his xxxmas gift to me... which ONLY involved My first full on Voyeur SECOND MMF action ever....Oh. Yes. my. Friends: Im sorry bite me if you think Sex is an opiate or bad substitution for the bullshit I'm going through ( or the bottle of vodka chilled in my fridge!) ... you know what?! let the man be a distraction! Let him use me like I use him and provide me with some fucking respite I'm over all the extra crap being lobbed my way so if I get my tires rotated two days a week by a crazy dominant dude and I happen to not be happy giddy or excited about anything else that's happening in my day to day life? : LET ME DO THAT, cause this shit is no joke.&amp;nbsp; I'm white Knuckling it through these holidays, time with my family, struggling not to get physically aggressive with some people, depressed, despondent, feeling fat stupid and unable to secure what I need the most with is some financial stability and home stability to where i'm not sure how i'm going to like make the leap to, say, february? at this rate? I don't also gotta be fucking celibate waiting for some bullshit prince charming which I don't believe in on TOP of being cranky overweight about to lose my job of almost five years so Ha fucking Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onwards then!: this guy tells me we are using his best friend but not to worry, that he will watch a bit and&amp;nbsp; ONLY ONLY ONLY eat my pussy On my command... OH woooooooooooowww yes please!!! and did he ever deliver!: First of all I get there and I'm not totally sure where his friend is cause I walked in and it was just Detention by his lonesome, delicious In some workout pants no shirt and he tells me that I better be ready to have fun tonight ad to be a good baby at following orders like he knows I can be: What? i told you he gives orders!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm siting in the couch opposite his by the fireplace ( yeah THAT again) and he tells me to come over to his couch and kiss him.............only I decide to crawl over, very slowly (of course, I would, he of course wildly approved of that) he starts making out with me and I start going down and such but then he picks me up sits me at the edge of the couch and covers my eyes with a scarf.... and lays me flat on the floor and while feeding me his cock and what have you tells me I gotta call "Brian" over to come eat my pussy: Oh my God Like THAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think I didn't and I didn't get my business handled for a good half hour or so before I had to beg BEG Detention to handle me YOU ARE WRONG (oh P.S Brian is ...better that Detention at that so Fuck yeah!, yay me, a dom and an avid Pussy eater??) : First of all BFF Brian ONLY ate me, didn't get his clothes off at all, I couldn't much touch him other than to wrap around my legs on him... cause Uh.. Detention was Forcing me in place...*shudders*&amp;nbsp; and OMG Detention is all telling him: " haven't i been bragging about the taste of that pussy Brian?"/ "mmHmm"/ "Didn't i tell you she is WILD when she comes? Look at that?"&amp;nbsp; AARRRGGHHHH it was FANTASTIC! And when I wanted Detention he was in full master mode ( I cannot tell you what was said i know cause I ran it by Karrie and Tai and I could feel them fainting over the phone)&amp;nbsp; AND Brian Sat In the couch watching us.. I could see him a bit under my blindfold.. supreme hotness... when i was done bucking and trashing and such&amp;nbsp; I put forth a request for Detention to ..um... finish on um.. me anywhoo so he moves me to the couch ... only for Brian to get Right under me and proceed to service me the whole time until we both have an earthshaking orgasm.....Brian then kisses my cheek super nice says it was incredibly nice to meet me and my pussy , Im so wiped out that I wave in his general direction and collapse on the floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Detention provided me with some water, towels gets me up super sweet and then we sit there lollygagging about his trip what he did all day and my job, he is a cool sound board, always asking engaging questions and then after it was all said and done we sort of touched upon the fact i MIGHT want to go ahead and partake of a mff thing with him cause he just wants to do me while someone else handles his lower half and truth be told he totally proved me that is doable, being in the room with the same sex and not touch or play with and such (cause on the Kinsey This here bitch is probably 150% hetero, I only want Friend-girls), I think his security on his masculinity turned me on and *shrug* at the end of the day he isn't my husband or anything so the emotional investment is just perfect for this. I told him to go ahead and find a chick he liked&amp;nbsp; if he wanted to though cause i wouldn't do that, but either that or we can go to the sex club together as a couple, thing is&amp;nbsp; that's on the table and that's more some guys have gotten me to but as we also sot of talked about: is the Dynamics which are so different, first of all we are not equals, he definitely is the dominant, and I eat that up and all that older dude energy?? So Damned Hot So amazing, he certainly is working a wholee team worth of awesome.&amp;nbsp; That was so hot that I actually woke up at 5 am to play some more on that... Total Gold standard fuck files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Of course I was tired But i also decided that we (aka Me and Team Q) would go to work together and that would cheer me the fuck up to round up a nice xmas present for self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqJSB4wjI/AAAAAAAAAhU/KzqdNc8iAXE/s1600/Spicky%2527s+face+is+why.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqJ5vDgEI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ggxenVlrGqo/s1600/Team+q+goes+to+work.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqJ5vDgEI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ggxenVlrGqo/s320/Team+q+goes+to+work.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqOT2Uu5I/AAAAAAAAAhw/r6o0qi5XMH8/s1600/Tia+Lusy%2527s+xmas+time.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqO6R47zI/AAAAAAAAAh0/lO8C-kfjxEg/s1600/Why+are+we+so+damned+tired.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqO6R47zI/AAAAAAAAAh0/lO8C-kfjxEg/s320/Why+are+we+so+damned+tired.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqPZR_ciI/AAAAAAAAAh4/k0GfBFLmzak/s1600/xmas+badassery.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and it really was, everyone was nice to him and lovely and get this: Spike wanted NOTHING to do with the Intern which was Nuts cause she was being ultra mushy with him and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is what he did all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqNoECW3I/AAAAAAAAAhs/hFLtsMsquMs/s1600/This+is+all+he+did+all+day.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqNoECW3I/AAAAAAAAAhs/hFLtsMsquMs/s320/This+is+all+he+did+all+day.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that we just wet home to chill together some more until it was time for me to go buy xmas presents for the gift exchange...yyyeeeaahh THAT gift exchange where Mami IS my secret santa&amp;nbsp; *eyeroll* Just great. Good thing Binks came with me so I could Not have to pick it and actually give her lumps of coal, we also tried on dresses and I saw some great imitation brown-enough-for-me Brian Atwood-sy flesh colored&amp;nbsp; shoes but I'm being good and I only spent the money I was supposed to for the exchange and nothing more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Back to work, Boss&amp;nbsp; came back, actually they all did and I barely had ANYTHING to tell them I did ask for weds and Thursday off without making any excuses, I was sick as a dog and The Colombian crazy Christian kept mumbling loudly that it was a sin not to let me go home: Not Only did he pay me Then, he let me go at 3 I also arranged to have an interview with another law firm on Thursday BUT real talk I'm kinda concerned cause this is one of those things where they are going to test this and that and they even mentioned some sort of Psych evaluation and&amp;nbsp; um as is I'm pretty fucking crazy on the regular, I might chart off the deep end at this particular point in my life.. but THERE we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Night we also did nails and cut a minicake for Neeners Bday &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqM8vULnI/AAAAAAAAAho/BbqXVVxIrHQ/s1600/this+i+was+ecstatic+about.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqM8vULnI/AAAAAAAAAho/BbqXVVxIrHQ/s320/this+i+was+ecstatic+about.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Mami unceremoniously gave me an unopened Unused new something gift!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqHWv4zyI/AAAAAAAAAhI/pd0pCr4Y3ks/s1600/I%2527m+as+surprised+as+you+are.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqHWv4zyI/AAAAAAAAAhI/pd0pCr4Y3ks/s320/I%2527m+as+surprised+as+you+are.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one is more shocked than me cause she actually aid : it smells like you.. and it did! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So The 24th (which is what we celebrate in my house) me, Binks, her husband and Tia Lusy all wake up siiiiiccckkk , spewing crap/ hoarse and such, YET me and Binks got platters to prepare for the night: Me a ton of Yellow rice, Bink a Plantain Pastelon filled with picadillo, we got to mami's at 2 or so and I napped while I waited for them&amp;nbsp; Then we got to cooking ( me and Binks alone) we thought for a second soon enough that would probably be solely our responsibility and shit *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I sent the girls some in progress pictures &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqPZR_ciI/AAAAAAAAAh4/k0GfBFLmzak/s1600/xmas+badassery.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqPZR_ciI/AAAAAAAAAh4/k0GfBFLmzak/s320/xmas+badassery.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as I'm running the clock ( cause Honest to goodness I don't mind hanging with some of my family... not all of them not at once not with gifts and this sense of "MUSTS" attached to it, I don't enjoy holidays and that's about that) So there I am doing makeup on Mami, sending pics shooting the shit with girls when i get this text&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I Hope you have a merry Xmas and all is well with you "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; OM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Fucking M (I won't mention the part where I was Musing just the night before: I need to self journal and work through this shit, i need to pull myself of this depression but most importantly I need to stop giving a fuck, wondering , holding a smidge for about OM, I mean we ARE done but I'm NOT OVER it and that I need to be, that sick gutty feeling I got when I saw the 25 y.o pussy he is fucking I need to get over it )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I became a blubbering mess, i fucked my hair up and essentially i was wiping away tears and makeup/ redoing/rinse and repeating: Thanks Jesus I have the friends I have because I got in the car after i dropped my sister off Locked myself in there sent some teary eyed texts a call from Tai&amp;nbsp; and a group "regrouping and shit talk call with gem and Karrie" they return me as whole as possible to the party and with strict instructions : Don't be an Impolite cunt if you don't want to be, we know how you feel about him so say thanks and determine how it goes from there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Like an hour later or so I say a simple:&lt;b style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; "Thanks, same to you"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after he sends me I shit you not,pictures of the Doggies he keeps, with fucking Santa antlers, that's a moterfucking low blow cause he KNOWS I love those&amp;nbsp; (or any ) dogs, the message read: &lt;b style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Corey and Red wish Spike a good one too&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE NOT FUCKING DOING THIS TONIGHT!, I"M FUCKING NOT!! This was a fucking sordid mess I'm Not getting dragged into this just as I'm begging the universe to help me be done WHY is he doing this to me ? isn't he happy fucking some skinny little ass?? why is he hitting me up he believes in Xmas 100% even less than I do, he is home alone eating pizza baby sitting some dogs, why me, why not call his piece of ass and stop ruining the fucking hole he left here already He fucking ruined a perfectly good thing between him and I ( sex, companionship.. which in the end is why I suspect he hit me up, bad fart and poop jokes, days on end naked, no talk of anything remotely compromisy) and only came back to ruin a perfectly bad holiday season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what Do i do? 50 Millions and at least 4 full cups of vodka and random Juice ( i'm becoming an alcoholic on my free time too) I text: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Yeah, cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fucking replies back that he is going to have them pulling in a sleigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell this shit to Gem, called La for a bit and shut the phone up to drink more and refuse to text him anything else again Gem warns me that This is going to be one of those things where I'm going to need to fortify myself all the way to Chinese New Year cause this coward cocksucker is going to hang on to every excuse to text me since he can't man up and just be happy with me NOR say he missed me, to apologize something ..... But should he hit me up again i'm going to pop off the mouth like the person that I am ( A Bitch with absolutely nothing at all left to lose) I'm going to ask him: What are you trying to do here? why hit me up when I know You've certainly moved to some other pussy Why disrupt my shit when You know how i feel about your sorry incomplete stupid broken ass? why?why? Why Fucking why what for !??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoodle I got to fake smile some then when i was drunk enough As a surprise ALL of My Uncles danced with me, and my Creepy cousin who is an EXCELLENT merengue dancer ( OMG remind me to tell you of him more , I got a Post long worth of THAT nigglet) and It all started cause My Stepdad saw me all sitting with a drink in a corner and asked me to dance... he TOO is like EXCELLENT everyone complimented his dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then Nate Dogg and Neeners would NOT let me and my 6 inch heels sit down at all, all night asking me for a dance They had me and my tits bouncing up and down and picking them up asking me to do drops and lifts and whatever else It was brilliant, and eventually he asked me to "follow his lead" and everyone collapsed on the floor laughing at him &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me Uncle Handsome cleaned up the kitchen with the creepy cousin so Tia Lusy had no work to do and then we did the exchange , which strangely kept getting stuck BUT it was fun and upping the gift limit allowed for better gifts, so Tia Lusy Gave ME : a small bottle of Clinique's Even Better Serum which i was running out of and a Marshalls gift card so Pimp! everyone gave good gifts by and large ( Except My stupid ass brother in law who gave my grandfather a smutty deck of cards and My mom got so pissed that she threw them on the trash and then had a shouting match with Binks which I barely caught, cause i was too drunk, Over her stupid crazy husband, so my sister left pissed, and her husband went to kiss ass but mami would not have it) , and they all looked great, and Nate Dogg almost pissed himself with the emergency vehicles I bought him... he begged me to sit on the floor with him to play &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqLlQUpVI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Stqe3kyFo6g/s1600/they+are+still+my+babies.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqLlQUpVI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Stqe3kyFo6g/s320/they+are+still+my+babies.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqLSsClBI/AAAAAAAAAhg/4QzGJ0Or17w/s1600/the+whore+before+xmas.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqLSsClBI/AAAAAAAAAhg/4QzGJ0Or17w/s320/the+whore+before+xmas.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRa_EQgp-LI/AAAAAAAAAh8/23cU-t_at7o/s1600/a+lady+and+a+tramp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRa_EQgp-LI/AAAAAAAAAh8/23cU-t_at7o/s320/a+lady+and+a+tramp.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqG_Pjg1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/LzYtrVCRsB8/s1600/I+hope+I+am+fake+smiling+well.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqH_H_WXI/AAAAAAAAAhM/mktpbIYBIKM/s320/mom+and+kids.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;,&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE PLEASE expand this one&amp;nbsp; For your entertainment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqG_Pjg1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/LzYtrVCRsB8/s1600/I+hope+I+am+fake+smiling+well.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqG_Pjg1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/LzYtrVCRsB8/s1600/I+hope+I+am+fake+smiling+well.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqJSB4wjI/AAAAAAAAAhU/KzqdNc8iAXE/s1600/Spicky%2527s+face+is+why.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqJSB4wjI/AAAAAAAAAhU/KzqdNc8iAXE/s320/Spicky%2527s+face+is+why.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was pretty much the end of this forced togetherness, I excused myself as fast as I could to, you know go home weep a little over this year, missing Papi (his birthday is in a few hours) , fucking OM, work my apartment etc, and to get up late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which I was well on my way to doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY THESE SPICS want to act like gringos and My Mother calls me at 10 tombout: &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;"we gonna do Bronch"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like : &lt;b style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;WTF? is that??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;" You Know Not breakfast, Like Lonch" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck ...Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Eva picks the phone up to say, nah Q we are eating the leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at 12 i showed up with red rimmed eyes on black slept on eyeliner, all black and a bed mohawk from plopping in bed as I arrived last night...and had some beers with my pastelon and some salad to keep things green and all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way there, the intern texted me and I honestly was not in the mood for a rich size zero chick whose dad pays all her bills and who is essentially being kept while my hours get cut give me fucking coke and weed infused merriment when I don't want to really be around any of them... then my bro called me and got fucking paternal and bullshit christmassy with me about all the important people being alive and I told him to cut the bullshit cause to be honest I rather not be around and in case he is not aware my apartment hasn't been paid in two months, my car shuts down on red lights and I'm running on E in just about every regard, he tries to stammer something about JoshDavidDANIELwhateverthefuckhecallshimself Brother in law last night (cause mami told him) and he told me how much he HATED having him over for thanksgiving and they almost came to blows... That was Interesting... but he was going to make me blubber so I hung up pretty quickly, went in at Tia Lusy's where believe you me Uncle Handsome was sitting there taking a poll about Brother in law's dislikeability factor and how much off the charts offensive the gift was, the results: No One Likes Him but 2 people would Put up with him and I'm not one of those two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Few minutes later Mami came, so did Binks they sort of talked more gifts for the kids, and her husband being an antisocial stupid prick self exiled himself to the yard, never mind he was not interacting with his own kids and their motorized bikes and as always me and binks where the only parents But he actually took a leisure nap in the hammock... Dick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Paulie threw me a bone, he said to call him whenever I wanted to unload but that if this all got to be too much to come up to Jax and move with him and start fresh.......That was sweet of him... IOKNOW though cause he has his family, his dynamics and i have not lived together with my siblings in quite a while, and you know how Binks Being here has been ...strange for me ....not to mention is super humiliating in like a million levels But good to know that option is there if needed be, right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came home and slept.. wake up to an EXCELLENT message from Detention all the way in Boston Telling me that I'm to prep my restrains and wait for him naked in my own bed Monday at 6:30 p.m: Only a sick so and so like me would consider that both sweet/ pick-me-up and uplifting, and just in time for the holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I'm thinking I'm going to have to blog myself Out of this depression before it really really disables me: I think I'm going to have to starting the new year Take One active Step Daily that I will do a short blog about.. be it a pic, an activity, a song, a positive thought, a god damned application, something anything at all&amp;nbsp; before I'm not on the next Seroquel commercial cause i cant even afford therapy to get me some awesomesauce antidepressants prescribed ( which Don't sleep, if I could?? I.WOULD.BE.THERE.TWICE.WEEK. RAIN.OR.SHINE)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-5194747677633680518?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5194747677633680518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=5194747677633680518' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/5194747677633680518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/5194747677633680518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-dont-want-to-know-how-this-went.html' title='You don&apos;t want to know how this went'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TRaqJ5vDgEI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ggxenVlrGqo/s72-c/Team+q+goes+to+work.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-8440258626715645315</id><published>2010-12-19T04:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T04:26:10.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistress of Escapism</title><content type='html'>So lets&amp;nbsp; give you another happy ish post to counter some of my regular bullshit , mostly cause i've had an amazeballs weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT THE WEEK THO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the Part where I went on an interview and the bitch acted like yet again without my boss' say so I'm not hireable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the part where the bank says that to arrange ANYTHING towards my property for good 6 months or so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not about how My boss gives me my juicy Xmas Bonus then proceeds to tell me that starting January he is going to downsize me from 40 hours a week to 20 at a rate of 15 bucks an hour but that he will raise me IF I make the whole 40 hours workweek ( IF we get busy) and if not he is going to put our feelers for people needing a part time assistant and I can ask in the building and that if I get something part time or better paid he will work with&amp;nbsp; me as well &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*SIGH*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ask me how am i going to SUBSIST on 300 Bucks.. i don't give a shit to know nor have i figured it out , I have no plans, no ideas and i'm spending a LOT of time looking for shit BLEH!! Happy fucking holidays!... or about How Mami Being mommy dearest starts harping about my having to pay taxes as a contractor  just adding to my horrible sense of i'm floundering and I'm never going  to save money or get out of this hole or visit my daddy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Cut Off My phone?? Started slowly fucking up... more on that in a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR about how I found out via checking out the "girl competition" in that site That OM is fucking a 25 y.o just n the week i feel like a cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Instead we shall talk about how:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not buttfuckingshitsorry depressed, just plain depressed so that's progress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG and THIS!!: i THINK WEEZY was Trying me Via Text&amp;nbsp; with some bullshit Hi Baby messages BEFORE my phone lost the sound... TMobile strangely said my phone was IN WARRANTY ( the one I wet 2 months ago!?!?.. NO we didnt share that) and UPGRADED me to an &lt;a href="http://www.phonearena.com/reviews/LG-Optimus-T-Review_id2561"&gt;Optimus T&lt;/a&gt; and let me tell you something: THAT shit is the most best AMAZING THING: I'm Praying they don't charge me for it , I promptly returned my battered phone ... I'm sick with worry instead of properly enjoying this amazing genius of technology that the Optimus T is .. Seriously.. I can't rave enough It came preloaded with a bunch of shit, It's sleek, skinny, pretty, great camera, crazy apps, everything looks great and cause is tied to my google accounts EVERYTHING was there as soon as i signed on! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How someone gave me a Full beautiful glass bottle of Vodka and I'm currently drunk and have been so, since friday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or How Friday and wednesday the Principal AKA Detention has been delivering some really skevy, i can barely tell you about it cause is so wrong and raunchy Dirty Gross Sex.....BUT I will say these many code words For your enduring edification: Mutual Buttfucking, irrumatio, anal beads (for him), Vibrating plug (for me), sex By a Working fireplace in South Fucking Florida , new rug burns, bruises, lots of spitting, biting angry sex words, Master, slaps, collapsing in the floor in tears, practically, him coming to my place falling in love with that male whore Spicky, and then giving me seconds! and really my shoulders and back look savaged by a sexy animal( I've noticed Not a two rounder this one, but a guy in his 40s makes a bunch of other shit happen, included advice by the fireplace after sex.. he is good for conversation that one ... and so sick FIT that it makes me embarrassed of how little I've been gymming like I should ) NO Seriously any guy that is that much of a filthy dominant then turns it around like NOTHING just happened and acts extra sweet Is COOL As fuck in my book, he is going out of town  this week but we are trying to do stuff before he leaves,&amp;nbsp; and i mean I consistently leave his house with my hair slicked back and just not done... Last week he asked me to wear my glasses.. the whole time....and Totally made me do evil evil things to him, while he threatened and such.... then he soiled my glasses after i practically begged him to please just finish cause um... I'm real good pacific and copacetic after an hour LIKE.THAT... um he is very ... servicing when he wants to but i like that he is an entrenched domme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after spending the day with my mom, sister, niece and nephew and doing a little shopping ( exactly 40 bucks, thrift store, sweaters)&amp;nbsp; i get the best Idea ever whilst drinking and say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI VEGAN!!!: Not only does he answer BUT gets here within the Hour ( yes If you are counting I've had sex 3 times this week, i haven't even touched upon the fact i'm biding my time cause I want a MMF thing for the longest time, but I want Bicurious guys .... and I think I've got them, minus some logistics... still feeling that OUT) ANYWHOODLE he comes over and immediately proceeds to Make out with me like he hasn't seen brown ass is a million years and is fussing with me, my hair ... all this before we hit the door to my apartment and HELLO! Then he too got his dominant stuff down pat.. this guy is not a talker but a doer ( Detention Is a Shit Talker Per Excellence!) not just a doer but until you do anal in some variation of the downward facing dog , just dont clown!, seriously i do believe is all that trippy dippy yoga he does and his lifestyle in general that makes him last so long ( he does this deep breaths thing when i'm on top then he grabs me too him and lets me ride my shit out, more calmly I normally would), Taste so good (i've said that before, even his sweat is ...like.. good?) and be so chilled out, like he is so nice inoffensive, knows how to come cool and correct and the guy is just...... he makes me laugh.. after sex he'll say some shit like : " I Bet it took a shit ton of Guavas to make this delicious Juice"&amp;nbsp; I Told him he sounds like a stoner 70% of the time.. i'm only awake now doing this&amp;nbsp; cause I'm obsessed with my new toys, new show and cause he crashed here, he is a cuddler and No can do so i got him up after an hour but then couldn't go back to sleep at two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about that new show?:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If I do/say NOTHING ELSE of relevance EVER you must MUST MUST get into this fucking amazing show... I'm fully obsessed, fully involved and fully in love with MISFITS... This show is EVERYTHING and I Think maybe what Heroes wanted to be but got stupid doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ccekG6vkjKg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ccekG6vkjKg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i'm In LOVE with that asshole Nathan and obsessed with how pretty and sarcastic he is&amp;nbsp; ( Truly stunning) and Simon&amp;nbsp; is extremely fucking creepy but i want him in that fuck sandwich too.. i mean he has my heart.. that voice.. yum yum yum...presciently enough.... ( and Jesus, Chav's Accent.. no i'm Not calling her Kelly or how much of a stunner Aisha is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cause I Love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1If8C1s-0w4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1If8C1s-0w4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean is very character driven,&amp;nbsp; and not to ruin it for you but 6 episodes per season and&amp;nbsp; um season 2 episode 3... daaaammmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ....Tv here wouldn't get away with this&amp;nbsp; love the people looking skinny/curvy, different, normal-ish and The Music??? OMG My Zune is so In LOVE with the music!! samplers of Include&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cehMFXLJruw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cehMFXLJruw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unkle- Lonely Soul: after this i've gotten most of his discography and I'm just delighted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4rGvq3cdJkk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4rGvq3cdJkk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kleerup feat. Lykke Li- Until we bleed: Love this song so much.. i've raved enough about her.. I had some old crap from him but this cd is GOLDEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-mHAuOibP-k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-mHAuOibP-k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The XX- Stars: This is just beautiful, and sorry but a show that pulls stuff like this can have my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So In summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are going to email me about being obsessed with Misfits (like you better!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an AMAZING new phone and I'm officially drunk blogging at 3 am after sending The Vegan on home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still the whore of Babylon But I have great motivation for it (.. like distract myself from the fact that I'm in Overdrive emergency regarding my house/work and I could give less than a shit about how bad or good it would turn out for me)and you could say an ok set of players at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is still that BS, and YAY oh YaY&amp;nbsp; xmas &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -________- &amp;nbsp; This shit and money expenditure needs to die ASAP is what&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-8440258626715645315?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8440258626715645315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=8440258626715645315' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/8440258626715645315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/8440258626715645315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/mistress-of-escapism.html' title='Mistress of Escapism'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-3180208092886036425</id><published>2010-12-09T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T16:48:55.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Interview</title><content type='html'>I had an Interview yesterday ... rather...was a dud First of all The guy was mad Initially rude assuming I was a smoker on the word of a chippy that hadn't even spoken to me only to not even apologize later, Instead have the girl call on some bullshit apology saying :&lt;i style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; "oh sorry cause believe it or not I spoke to someone with a very similar name to yours"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Nigga PLEASE!!?!? Like. My. Name?? you see how uber ridiculous THAT sounded??!? ... I got the one Monday too ( with a lady that drinks and  takes her pants off and such... trust me. total public record!) but that guy went crazy asking me  dumb shit about well what if Boss Boss pays me more after he puts in an  offer what if my xmas bonus is jeopardized, what if I am not comfortable  taking the money who do I work with, would he  let go someone else to make room for me I almost wanted to yell SIR!  STFU ( very La- like!)&amp;nbsp; and let me worry about it!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;then I was kind of insulted that he said I had a &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1291923570_0" style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;"&gt;sofia vergara&lt;/span&gt; accent  (which not only ugh at that chick but double ugh at my accent being that  nast) which he found "very cute" but that with an accent like that how  come I didn't miss any of the 30 words in the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1291923570_1"&gt;spelling test&lt;/span&gt;  ( maybe cause I'm not an idiot and cause spelling the words pretentious  and obnoxious were kind of delicious irony )&amp;nbsp; Asshole... Randomly ever since my boss said that he is acting ultra extra different kiss assy/fun / inappropriate/ over the top ridiculous/ sweet- funny etc&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....anyways after  that I went to get fake nails cause I'm tired of peeling stubs and it  wouldn't have been so bad but I had to really cut them all off to the  finger line 2 days ago and It was just bothering me... I don't want  talons, i just want some pretty nails now and then you know ??? ( I  think short nails can be chic and stuff I just don't want short, ridgey,  almost to the quick short nails ALL the time.. which have to be painted  in dark creme finishes to disguise them a bit) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that i  went to meet with Binks and mami, who complained about how long am I&amp;nbsp;  going to have to have short hair BUT surprised me with some old school favorite  ..&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.tucuy.com/images/docs/THU00032.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.tucuy.com/print.php%3Fc%3DDOC00100%26t%3D0&amp;amp;usg=__SaRYyDPQt3mHaBfvgp20PeT7NiA=&amp;amp;h=201&amp;amp;w=385&amp;amp;sz=18&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=28&amp;amp;sig2=FM3QA5k7I8-0hT_3sbIXzg&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=Z6jV9AhWNeGO6M:&amp;amp;tbnh=85&amp;amp;tbnw=162&amp;amp;ei=ozQBTb2cGoqisAOUrsywCw&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dtorrejas%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26biw%3D1024%26bih%3D570%26tbs%3Disch:10%2C911&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=681&amp;amp;vpy=129&amp;amp;dur=1241&amp;amp;hovh=85&amp;amp;hovw=162&amp;amp;tx=230&amp;amp;ty=71&amp;amp;oei=iTQBTbfSH8LtOYT1-acB&amp;amp;esq=3&amp;amp;page=3&amp;amp;ndsp=15&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:4,s:28&amp;amp;biw=1024&amp;amp;bih=570"&gt; torrejas&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1291923570_2"&gt;hot chocolate&lt;/span&gt;,  then told me Saturday if I'd like she'd make me the&lt;a href="http://friendseat.com/VENEZUELAN-HALLACAS-Recipe"&gt; hallacas &lt;/a&gt;just for  me and her and binks and  the kids .... so is not super industrial assembly line but just about the  only thing I wanted for xmas (besides a good head giver and a working vehicle and more money) .....Binks&amp;nbsp; I'm still sore at for that bail  out before the interview ( she had been telling me that she was going to help me with mock Interviews and to pick the clothes I'd have to wear... the last 15 minutes before she comes... she pops off the mouth that I'd be better " For me to come to her" ... with two bags of clothing a sick arthritic whinny puppy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHvJ8BGwI/AAAAAAAAAgc/aXKLVXFN-c4/s1600/2010-12-06-19.38.19.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHvJ8BGwI/AAAAAAAAAgc/aXKLVXFN-c4/s320/2010-12-06-19.38.19.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(This is him on winter coat garb.. it's been 37-40 and such here&amp;nbsp; IMMENSELY miserable for us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHv1dyuXI/AAAAAAAAAgg/7ftwXQbydSA/s1600/2010-12-07-08.08.11.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHv1dyuXI/AAAAAAAAAgg/7ftwXQbydSA/s320/2010-12-07-08.08.11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The moment he refused to walk for good ... but yes yes A Plaid Hoodie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHwTypY3I/AAAAAAAAAgk/CHFz8cV4z4E/s1600/2010-12-07-08.08.33.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHwTypY3I/AAAAAAAAAgk/CHFz8cV4z4E/s320/2010-12-07-08.08.33.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which I'd have to HIDE to get into her house.... Bitch and Please!... no excuse offered, just because)&amp;nbsp; and the subsequent " Fine This is your xmas  gift" Message when I didn't agree to her last minute demands...It was a Konad Manicure plates set that I've been eyeing... mostly cause I like to do funky stuff that that would be easy fun ( La thinks it was mostly for her own benefit) .but whatevs she offered to do my nails and mami's for a  change: Results below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHwi2Ow-I/AAAAAAAAAgo/nix5CSc2zX4/s1600/2010-12-08-20.37.38.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHwi2Ow-I/AAAAAAAAAgo/nix5CSc2zX4/s320/2010-12-08-20.37.38.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHyAbZH9I/AAAAAAAAAgw/R_1kHRFMU4U/s1600/2010-12-08-20.40.40.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHyAbZH9I/AAAAAAAAAgw/R_1kHRFMU4U/s320/2010-12-08-20.40.40.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mami found it to be the most amazing thing in her entire life.. she forced her husband to get up to See her pretty nails!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHxiBa_gI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Ggxm5yxvtIc/s1600/2010-12-08-20.38.11.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHxiBa_gI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Ggxm5yxvtIc/s320/2010-12-08-20.38.11.jpg" width="320" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHyzhcR2I/AAAAAAAAAg0/y_CWBHnfAc0/s1600/2010-12-08-21.05.23.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHyzhcR2I/AAAAAAAAAg0/y_CWBHnfAc0/s320/2010-12-08-21.05.23.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Also Mami checking out The Pirelli calendar and DROOLING over &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1291923570_3" style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;"&gt;Baptiste Giabiconi&lt;/span&gt; as Apollo &lt;a href="http://www.fashionising.com/pictures/p--Pirelli-calendar-2011-6008-123982.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1291923570_4"&gt;http://www.fashionising.com/pictures/p--Pirelli-calendar-2011-6008-123982.html &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1291923570_4"&gt;&amp;nbsp;more at that link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1291923570_4"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQE1potXHYI/AAAAAAAAAgU/G1BzkQHWow8/s1600/pirelli2011calendar2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQE1potXHYI/AAAAAAAAAgU/G1BzkQHWow8/s320/pirelli2011calendar2.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;and asking over and over to " see that one again" ... Mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I went home and did the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1291923570_5"&gt;Rembrandt&lt;/span&gt;  two hours bleach system&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHzm_5SYI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ZO5DAhD2ELY/s1600/2010-12-08-21.42.37.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHzm_5SYI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ZO5DAhD2ELY/s320/2010-12-08-21.42.37.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is more of a change in person but you get the  idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHum8IlzI/AAAAAAAAAgY/hgLpHAMrmGk/s1600/2010-12-09-00.22.05.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHum8IlzI/AAAAAAAAAgY/hgLpHAMrmGk/s320/2010-12-09-00.22.05.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annyyywwhhoo What else?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I can't wait for this fucking year to be done and over with.. i'm extra tired and over it What I AM extra pleased with is :&amp;nbsp; commenter leogoddess has just moved to like withing 10 minutes from me ... AWESOME we are gonna talk shit and hang soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Detention is Threatening me a Lot: with biting choking and licking .. tomorrow.. and he calls me ... with get this: Orders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is so random and marvelous and up my alley!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376020314665905439-3180208092886036425?l=quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3180208092886036425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376020314665905439&amp;postID=3180208092886036425' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/3180208092886036425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376020314665905439/posts/default/3180208092886036425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quisqueyasworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/job-interview.html' title='Job Interview'/><author><name>Qucifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04051970086694624770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TGAi1U4avDI/AAAAAAAAAZE/VZWFKSjXF5Q/S220/2010-08-07-19.58.26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0b3O5MQjvk/TQFHvJ8BGwI/AAAAAAAAAgc/aXKLVXFN-c4/s72-c/2010-12-06-19.38.19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376020314665905439.post-542637050299326098</id><published>2010-12-05T13:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T13:44:16.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Raaaooowwwrrrr</title><content type='html'>Let me make you a fun Post cause.. I'm feeling somewhat fun and to offset the bad news I'm about to post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday  my boss told me that if business kept as slow as it's been he will have  no recourse BUT to cut my hours: let's review this..... I currently am  trying ( like 2 and 3 hours HOLD a Piece) to communicate with my bank  and try to do some sort of loan modification ( BTW NOTHING has been  resolved with that, cause if you can't talk to the bank.. how?), I make  abysmally less than I should based on how long I've been working for my  boss , this is not me being entitled this is everyone I tell how much I  make, in my office and out giving me a hearty &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;" Holy Shit!, HOW do you make ends meet!?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, not that many benefits, no proper health insurance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  you know my next step was to in a flurry of activity put my resume  online and keep hustling, apply to everything&amp;nbsp; I hate changes, I hate  doing this I love my boss and the fact we are both off each other's  backs and have an easygoing relationship but fuck it what else could i  do? I can't take a bigger paycut!! Like I even told him why don't you  lay me off and then pay me whatever the lay ff wont cover.. but he  hemmed and hawed saying this was not stuff he wanted to think about yet  blah blah blah...meantime we have zero work to speak of but he still  wants to keep this Intern around ( at almost as much as what he pays me,  taking her out to lunch letting her blah on and on about the dudes she  is wavering between and her coke/weed habit) and plotting a 4 people  Utah Vacay complete with rental house, ski equipment, etc etc etc So  there he is wasting time and money instead of tightening up the ship...  all this to say I got a callback for a job around my house, another  firm.. going for that appointment wednesday at 3.. I felt shitty going  behind his back and asking for time off to go do this but what else was I  supposed to do.. I'm in a fucking panic ... and he is being super extra  nice all of the sudden acting like is not an emergency etc. I hope if  nothing else that i get a new job offer AFTER I get my much needed xmas  bonus.. cause I. NEED. IT! badly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not talk about how long it took me to find interview suits  both cause I&amp;nbsp; hate pants and suits and shopping and spending money on  clothes... so yeah Binks made me buy some only it was like 10 petite and  then the skirt was too short, ,girls nixed that so i had to go back out  on my own, try shit on find collared shirts.. yeah, no fun trying on  clothes has never been my idea of funtimes.... Binks was trying to coach  me but she also had her In laws here, we gotta now put the actual  clothes together down to the hosiery cause it's going to be a bit cold  next week and we know Q and cold don't mix so so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways Have you seen the blogs in OKTrends?? My God! all the  data they've culled from those profiles etc.. is endlessly fascinating,  super cool read actually i'm obsessed with the graphs and the actual  pointers on pictures etc... and since I'm already online for my fuck  buddies I should put some effort into my OkCupidding considering i have a  profile there where I waste endless hours answering interesting  questions and doing quizzes, shit just spending a few hours there netted  me a nice little med student&amp;nbsp; just talking a bit and a french guy that  was trying to charm me with a conversation that was hilarious something  like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;F: well I'm at work now in Brazil kind of bored&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q: why are you talking to me instead of exploring Brazil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;F: I did this morning, but is boring alone, wanna come over?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q: I would but I have work this week, so you know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;F: maybe next time?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q: sure, just tell me ahead of time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;F: Ok i have a question, critical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q: Critical even?! Well i'm O+&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;F: is your hair long or short now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;( I had put some pics up finally, not many cause uh.. i don't have a lot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q: short, don't know if i' going to grow it back out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ( me and Binks have been talking about how It seems I don't have a plan for it to grow and i keep cutting it off) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;F: Nooooo.. I mean don't do that, to your hair ... you only look great with long hair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q: UH!!! i'll take that as a vote of confidence.. and with short hair?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;F: with short hair you looks stunning, like the Cute Goddess&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q: Rotflmao, so what are you going to do to remedy the situation?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: what situation?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q: the situation where you are not taking me out on that date&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: Oh, I plan on charming you until I can get there to take you out on that date&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q: oh ok, let the charming begin then&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....See i'm a shameless flirtbag... so so so very wrong,but just  being online seriously like 7 guys were on my jock for no reason..  interesting .. more shooting fish in a barrel things... what can i say? i  don't like bars, I have being out in nipply weather, I don't club..  this works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of works and team building, Let me tell you about someone we  shall call Detention ( I hate you Gemmybear) Picture him.. tall, abs,  lean lanky, a little bit of gray, hairy arms, and legs... 40 ( What???  You know I have a daddy thing) and The piece of resistance! : A HIGH  SCHOOL PRINCIPAL...yep I know I know... if you don't think I made the  joke about being a good girl YOU are sadly mistaken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So him and I have been volleying back and for on instant message  and chatting, feeling him out, we decided for a quick meet up on Dave  &amp;amp; Busters, halfway between me and him, just drinks and pick each  others brains etc... I got there and Mmmmeeeeoooww he is hot but not in a  young guy hot, more like a guy that's not super baby young but is  weathered and TOIGHT! he can still wear young shit though cause he is  lean , all about type a, work hard play hard type that Normally I'd hate  but then his saving grace is that he is a homebody like me, like he  said Oh Fridays are great cause all I do is come home to watch tv.. I go  MEEE TOOO ( of course I'd trot out my lameness like a gift or a great  personal quality) I told him I'm looking for a two times a week type of  thing, he agreed, we talked about experiences and how long we'd been  there, he told me about being recently single and the stuff he's been  finding and I told him in passing about OM to illustrate communication  is going to be big, no matter what with me, he agreed THAT'S about the  time I made the joke about spanking and being good and such... He raised  an eyebrow and before going to the bathroom said something about liking  good girls.......WE HAVE A DOMINANT ONE!, PEOPLE!!!... he came back we  talked some more and kissed me in front of the whole damned bar,  something he said he was trying to do all night... at which point I had  to ask him to go out to neck some more in the parking lot... we  dutifully did that then got even hotter and heavier in the car.. we  really had no plans to make things pop off that night but mid makeout  session we decided Uhhhh we are spending part of Saturday together..  carnally.. heavily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we did friends!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) He lives by the nude beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) I kind of like how he declined to say he lives in some rarefied air area, nice..uh no! why do i stay finding guys like that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C) He is extremely Dominant ( me=pig heaven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D) He is Filthy.. like Disgusting,seriously we didn't make it  past the living room for round one... nope we were rutting like animals  on the carpet.. so my whole back is rugburned and my knees and elbows  are skinned..... and this is perfect for me .. but outside of the  fucking that he was really nice very gentlemanly which I liked ; i.e.: a nice home tour, he has a bunch of pets..  2 doggies, a barracuda (like srly he showed me how he feeds it live  fishies!) , fresh water fish, a cat, we took a nap together on the couch  .. what? golf watching + after vigorous filthy sex acts = Q sleeps.  then we were GOING TO nap in the bedroom.. only we ended up fucking some  more on an actual bed like classy people that use choke holds and  demand things from one another. Yeah we are going for a second round,  this time him coming to me., we'll see lets hope he can hang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E) On a more thorough evaluation: he has much potential! for one  he is very very dom,&amp;nbsp; for seconds an excellent kisser, for thirds he is  very nice outside the sex... very unnice during the sex, for thirds&amp;nbsp;  although his head game got going slowly ( think more of a weezy type of  thing) after he got going!? BAM!. fourthly No condom issues: You know I  actually run into grown men that act like this is not a must and have  kicked folks out/ have put my clothes back on on guys over that...  Fifth:&amp;nbsp; let me be frank... I never have seen someone that had that  much.. um... ...Well... THIs dude Came a LOT... like volumewise? ... Oh  My lord are you serious?? how do you make it do that? wtf ... that was  wildly entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F) This part will give you life; he  tells me an easier way to get home and I go like.. hmm that sounds  familiar...: t
