<?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-3543575444853197743</id><updated>2011-09-30T12:06:05.333-04:00</updated><category term='halle berry'/><category term='racial issues'/><category term='questionable'/><category term='addiction'/><category term='spanish'/><category term='bosoms'/><category term='funny'/><category term='body issues'/><category term='movies'/><category term='comedy'/><category term='hillary clinton'/><category term='adios'/><category term='interesting'/><category term='my gripes'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='oops'/><category term='inappropriate behavior'/><category term='super duper fug'/><category 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Circle</title><subtitle type='html'>prettiness is what you make it...and i feel pretty</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-5536631977743888090</id><published>2010-05-18T08:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T08:59:13.638-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newness'/><title type='text'>Out of The Lab....ANNOUNCING MY NEW SITE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;i have been soooooooooo very m.i.a. because i've been building my brand, starting with my new website&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.pinkladygumbo.com/"&gt;www.pinkladygumbo.com&lt;/a&gt; !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472592942267653266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/S_KOSTQsXJI/AAAAAAAABSw/Wx9409CvEH8/s320/pinkladybutton1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;please swing by, subscribe, look around, poke thru the features, and tell me what you think. now i'm back into the swing of things and i haven't fogotten ANY of you ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;(formerly) PCD...(currently) Pink Lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;who am i kidding? i'll always be PCD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-5536631977743888090?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/5536631977743888090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=5536631977743888090' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/5536631977743888090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/5536631977743888090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2010/05/out-of-labannouncing-my-new-site.html' title='Out of The Lab....ANNOUNCING MY NEW SITE!!!'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/S_KOSTQsXJI/AAAAAAAABSw/Wx9409CvEH8/s72-c/pinkladybutton1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-6141469768020095068</id><published>2009-10-26T10:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T10:24:55.345-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newness'/><title type='text'>In The Lab....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;....cooking up something new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;STAY TUNED!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-6141469768020095068?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6141469768020095068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=6141469768020095068' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/6141469768020095068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/6141469768020095068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-lab.html' title='In The Lab....'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-694017051952890405</id><published>2009-07-06T15:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T15:43:37.491-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby love'/><title type='text'>Holiday!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SlJT3vC_0mI/AAAAAAAABSg/IwhuLwQFYTQ/s1600-h/4th+of+july+134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355435123883889250" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SlJT3vC_0mI/AAAAAAAABSg/IwhuLwQFYTQ/s400/4th+of+july+134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;hope everyone had a great 4th of july weekend!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;from the PCD twins, lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-694017051952890405?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/694017051952890405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=694017051952890405' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/694017051952890405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/694017051952890405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2009/07/holiday.html' title='Holiday!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SlJT3vC_0mI/AAAAAAAABSg/IwhuLwQFYTQ/s72-c/4th+of+july+134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-5512711340452228215</id><published>2009-04-11T19:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T19:46:53.934-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Accomplished!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PCD is proud to annouce that her TWO bundles of beautiful baby joy have arrived....finally *phew!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SeErXTfUL1I/AAAAAAAABSQ/9Xghwow_Vw4/s1600-h/hosp+day+2+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323583913897242450" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SeErXTfUL1I/AAAAAAAABSQ/9Xghwow_Vw4/s400/hosp+day+2+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SeErXdMdySI/AAAAAAAABSI/WT7DwGC2kaM/s1600-h/hosp+day+2+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323583916502534434" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SeErXdMdySI/AAAAAAAABSI/WT7DwGC2kaM/s400/hosp+day+2+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;that was one rough, difficult pregnancy, but they are here and doing FAB-U-LOUS-LY!!!!!!!!! thanx for hanging in there with me :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-5512711340452228215?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/5512711340452228215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=5512711340452228215' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/5512711340452228215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/5512711340452228215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2009/04/mission-accomplished.html' title='Mission Accomplished!'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SeErXTfUL1I/AAAAAAAABSQ/9Xghwow_Vw4/s72-c/hosp+day+2+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-3437250088781020708</id><published>2009-02-16T11:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T12:23:26.165-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surprise'/><title type='text'>Well....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;a while back, i took a hiatus. but i personally felt i was kinda forced into it due to some circumstances going on at the time. so, i figured that this time would be as good any to fill my blog family in on all that dramz...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*WARNING*(graphic pic below)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SZmf2bdya1I/AAAAAAAABRw/cRw3A-bnPF0/s1600-h/belly1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303445793639918418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SZmf2bdya1I/AAAAAAAABRw/cRw3A-bnPF0/s400/belly1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;yup, thats my big ol' belly. i am suuuuuuper, mega knocked up...again! and back in the fall, i was going thru it-for real! i was sick as a dog and could barely drag myself out of bed, let alone write/read blogs. to be honest, i don't even have the energy now. i am huge, uncomfortable, roly-poly and steadily anticipating the end....so with that being said, i will continue to lurk around everyone else's blog and The Pretty Circle will probably collect dust again. regardless, i felt like i owed you guys an explanation....so there you have it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-3437250088781020708?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/3437250088781020708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=3437250088781020708' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/3437250088781020708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/3437250088781020708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2009/02/well.html' title='Well....'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SZmf2bdya1I/AAAAAAAABRw/cRw3A-bnPF0/s72-c/belly1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-311412667307835716</id><published>2009-02-14T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:01:00.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SO....The Moment Has Arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SZMFtLDbw1I/AAAAAAAABRo/QsMh1u4ttzw/s1600-h/vday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301587459964650322" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SZMFtLDbw1I/AAAAAAAABRo/QsMh1u4ttzw/s400/vday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;yeah, i said i'd return on Valentine's Day, but i didn't realize it was on a saturday. and who blogs on saturdays? well, actually a lot of people do, &lt;strong&gt;but i don't&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;soooooooooo, i'll be back on monday. TEE HEE HEE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;in the meantime, have a sexy and fun V-Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SZMFtNumvZI/AAAAAAAABRg/_D6tMcN0sDs/s1600-h/vday1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301587460682595730" style="WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SZMFtNumvZI/AAAAAAAABRg/_D6tMcN0sDs/s400/vday1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;XOXO,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PCD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-311412667307835716?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/311412667307835716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=311412667307835716' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/311412667307835716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/311412667307835716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2009/02/sothe-moment-has-arrived.html' title='SO....The Moment Has Arrived!'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SZMFtLDbw1I/AAAAAAAABRo/QsMh1u4ttzw/s72-c/vday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-4597673623991556502</id><published>2008-10-06T09:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:05:24.006-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adios'/><title type='text'>Now It's Time To Say Goodbye...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOoa2IcuerI/AAAAAAAAA_M/j7yXAeGbY20/s1600-h/goodbye1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254041432564333234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOoa2IcuerI/AAAAAAAAA_M/j7yXAeGbY20/s400/goodbye1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;...to all our company &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;PCD.....will see you real soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Please don't cry....why? because i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'll be back, you'll seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ah, ha ha! silly yes, but serious. PCD is going on a somewhat brief hiatus. alas, i will return on Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOoa2I3-JZI/AAAAAAAAA_U/fqDKGcY_31Q/s1600-h/goodbye2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254041432678606226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOoa2I3-JZI/AAAAAAAAA_U/fqDKGcY_31Q/s400/goodbye2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;....so if you still remember me by then, PUH-LEASE stop by on that day!! until then, i will still read you guys, but i just won't be posting. so, blog family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY BLOGGING!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;XOXO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-4597673623991556502?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/4597673623991556502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=4597673623991556502' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/4597673623991556502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/4597673623991556502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/10/now-its-time-to-say-goodbye.html' title='Now It&apos;s Time To Say Goodbye...'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOoa2IcuerI/AAAAAAAAA_M/j7yXAeGbY20/s72-c/goodbye1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-6515477508716811635</id><published>2008-10-03T09:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T09:57:16.035-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fighting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some act-right'/><title type='text'>(Funny) Funeral Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok, maybe i shouldn't put funny by the word funeral, but let me tell you, this is gonna be a humdinger!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOYjxDPhHxI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Aa8Rdrax7dQ/s1600-h/funeral1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252925340965216018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOYjxDPhHxI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Aa8Rdrax7dQ/s400/funeral1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;my uncle's funeral is today. he was one of those waaaaaaaaaaay older uncles that you barely knew. and because he's waaaaaaaaaaaaay older, so are most of the fam that will be there today. i call them the Hen Pen. they're a bunch of older women, cousins and aunts who do nothing but cluck and complain about everything. and its starting already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;a long time ago, my uncle and this white woman became friends. she had a daughter so he became like a father figure to her. as time went on, they remained friends, even tho he was kind of a loner in our fam. we never really knew where he was, lived or what he was up to. we'd see him every few years and that was that. but him and this lady and her daughter remained tight. well, when he fell ill, the daughter basically treated him like her father. she paid his bills, bought him stuff like clothes, an ipod, and pretty much whatever he wanted or needed. so now he's dead and here comes the wording of the program. my mum wanted to acknowledge the two women in the program, along with other fam. AW LAWD!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;why? why do they get to be in it? is that appropriate? who do they think they are? hmph, thats ridiculous! fuss, fuss, fuss, cuss, cuss, cuss.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOYjxZEWoCI/AAAAAAAAA_E/M8LH-E6Ohnw/s1600-h/funeral2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252925346823970850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOYjxZEWoCI/AAAAAAAAA_E/M8LH-E6Ohnw/s400/funeral2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;the Hen Pen is all up in arms about it and i can't wait to see what pops off today. eyes will be rolling, teeth sucking, grunts a'plenty....and PCD will be laughing. oh yes i will...and i dare someone to say something because i'll go off on everyone. besides that girl, my parents were the only ones to look after him when he was in the nursing home and hospital. they also paid his bills, brought things to him, blah blah blah...and NO ONE else did. so where they get the audacity to have a complaint today is beyond me....but i will be waiting, and watching to see what type of Madea inspired fooloishness will transpire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOYjxdYt0LI/AAAAAAAAA-8/12iKUiV8FGc/s1600-h/funeral3.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252925347983118514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOYjxdYt0LI/AAAAAAAAA-8/12iKUiV8FGc/s400/funeral3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY FRIDAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO A WACK FUNERAL? WERE PEOPLE BEING EXTRA DRAMATIC OR FIGHTING OVER SILLY STUFF? WHAT MADE IT WACK?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-6515477508716811635?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6515477508716811635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=6515477508716811635' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/6515477508716811635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/6515477508716811635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/10/funny-funeral-friday.html' title='(Funny) Funeral Friday'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOYjxDPhHxI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Aa8Rdrax7dQ/s72-c/funeral1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-127760382864870767</id><published>2008-10-01T11:55:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T12:02:21.049-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleh'/><title type='text'>Wonderfully Whiny Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm so tired, i think i'm becoming delirious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOOeEk3vFWI/AAAAAAAAA98/Vvwy7yYMJro/s1600-h/wed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252215391898244450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOOeEk3vFWI/AAAAAAAAA98/Vvwy7yYMJro/s400/wed2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news tho, my evil beta fish that always tried to attack my finger has finally kicked the bucket. i've now learned i'm not a fish person either. guess we just won't have any pets :-( but i really want one to be in family pics (like for the holidays) and cats aren't very cooperative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOOeEq7o3TI/AAAAAAAAA90/cRrP_K1e4Yk/s1600-h/wed1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252215393525226802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOOeEq7o3TI/AAAAAAAAA90/cRrP_K1e4Yk/s400/wed1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tummy hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally got my obama/biden sticker in the mail...geez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did PCD de-sticker it and fold/crumple it all up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i do my darndest to flatten that sucker out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've seen the movie ratatouille 8 times in the past week-UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOOeEieENiI/AAAAAAAAA-E/ystyChmJd1g/s1600-h/wed3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252215391253706274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOOeEieENiI/AAAAAAAAA-E/ystyChmJd1g/s400/wed3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prefer open season with martin lawrence and ashton kutcher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOOeE5vl7BI/AAAAAAAAA-M/sxcw8OVFy7w/s1600-h/wed4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252215397501234194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOOeE5vl7BI/AAAAAAAAA-M/sxcw8OVFy7w/s400/wed4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the latest episode of diddy's assistant (or whatever its called)-dangit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is a chick on there 40 years old and trying to be diddy's assistant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i''m entirely too old for that and i'm not even 30 yet...but hey, whatever floats your boat. but aren't you older than diddy? awkward :-S would you still be considered an assistant or like a den-mother? i like homegirl tho, hope she wins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is anyone else starting to get pumped for the christmas season?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOOeE6Iwz7I/AAAAAAAAA-U/7hTEszwPBW8/s1600-h/wed5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252215397606805426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOOeE6Iwz7I/AAAAAAAAA-U/7hTEszwPBW8/s400/wed5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate salt n' vinegar chips for breakfast today...terrible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOOeP76g46I/AAAAAAAAA-c/lwiKKlRJdYw/s1600-h/wed6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252215587062473634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOOeP76g46I/AAAAAAAAA-c/lwiKKlRJdYw/s400/wed6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day, i took lil PCD into a public restroom to tinkle and afterward, she said, "mommy, you go pee-pee!" and started clapping for me as an incentive. it made me shriek with laughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dying for an italian cheeseburger with the works....so bad yet, so delicious! (do southern places have those)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting some exotic chocolates this weekend...mmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love caramel apples...but i hate when they have a bunch of crap stuck to them like nuts and coconut or marshmallows-bleh! and just what kind do you think my hubby, the person whose child i bore, bought me? just guess...friggin men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOOeP1rDpEI/AAAAAAAAA-k/5VZMGMgbokg/s1600-h/wed7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252215585387029570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOOeP1rDpEI/AAAAAAAAA-k/5VZMGMgbokg/s400/wed7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i want some crab alfredo....dangit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOOeP6zcyYI/AAAAAAAAA-s/uoviKHWgwPs/s1600-h/wed8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252215586764409218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOOeP6zcyYI/AAAAAAAAA-s/uoviKHWgwPs/s400/wed8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***HOW'S YOUR WEDNESDAY GOING? IS IT GOLDEN OR ARE YOU JUST TRYING TO GET OVER THE HUMP? WHAT'S NEW WITH YA?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-127760382864870767?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/127760382864870767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=127760382864870767' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/127760382864870767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/127760382864870767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/10/wonderfully-whiny-wednesday.html' title='Wonderfully Whiny Wednesday'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SOOeEk3vFWI/AAAAAAAAA98/Vvwy7yYMJro/s72-c/wed2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-7710719498139085100</id><published>2008-09-29T09:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T09:18:10.878-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleh'/><title type='text'>Pending Divorce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SODVAEe0QlI/AAAAAAAAA9U/1PETduUzMoY/s1600-h/div1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251431362693710418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SODVAEe0QlI/AAAAAAAAA9U/1PETduUzMoY/s400/div1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;thats right people...PCD wants a divorce. and altho some may consider this an extremely private matter, don't fret...its been coming for a while. i toss and turn about how to properly handle this, but there really isn't any one answer, so i'll have to just wing it i guess and hope everything works out in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;dear thighs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;you suck! you are not like you used to be. you changed up and now i don't know you anymore. i feel betrayed. i don't trust you anymore. and without trust, there can be no love, so we're done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;PCD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;yes, i am divorcing my thighs. they are just not working with me these days and i'm not feeling this change. and altho i certainly look nothing like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SODVAT2fMJI/AAAAAAAAA9k/rwK8I67htAQ/s1600-h/div3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251431366819524754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SODVAT2fMJI/AAAAAAAAA9k/rwK8I67htAQ/s400/div3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;or...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SODVA7i6RnI/AAAAAAAAA9s/iiQPGf3V8N4/s1600-h/div4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251431377474831986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SODVA7i6RnI/AAAAAAAAA9s/iiQPGf3V8N4/s400/div4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i still earn for yesteryear when they didn't communicate with each other so much. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SODVAZxNbJI/AAAAAAAAA9c/bUc7Xrnf1ic/s1600-h/div2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251431368408001682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SODVAZxNbJI/AAAAAAAAA9c/bUc7Xrnf1ic/s400/div2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;they used to be distant affliates. now, they seem like twins bucking for siamese status. not cool i say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHAT BODY CONCERN HAS YOU READY TO UP AND DIVORCE IT? TUMMY, ARMS, TUSH...WHAT GIVES? DON'T WORRY, WE'RE ALL FAM HERE :-)***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-7710719498139085100?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/7710719498139085100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=7710719498139085100' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/7710719498139085100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/7710719498139085100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/09/pending-divorce.html' title='Pending Divorce'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SODVAEe0QlI/AAAAAAAAA9U/1PETduUzMoY/s72-c/div1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-3402346408060718783</id><published>2008-09-25T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T09:00:00.766-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulosity'/><title type='text'>It's A Celebration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNqYp_VSEMI/AAAAAAAAA8s/CvWfjd9tOW8/s1600-h/party1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249676162796490946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNqYp_VSEMI/AAAAAAAAA8s/CvWfjd9tOW8/s400/party1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today marks my 111th post! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!! and yes, i chose to celebrate the 111th because the number is composed completely of number 1's...i'm quirky like that-lol!!! so, in celebration, take a few secs and get your moonwalk on in the name of PCD-WHOOPEEEEEEEEEEE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNqYqL2_xlI/AAAAAAAAA80/SAv0j0r-6Xc/s1600-h/party2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249676166159124050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNqYqL2_xlI/AAAAAAAAA80/SAv0j0r-6Xc/s400/party2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;also, because of this mounmental occasion, i am treating myself to 3 wonderful gifts in order of fabulousness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. my very own personal assistant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNqYqiazUDI/AAAAAAAAA88/2bLuth-z2Rg/s1600-h/party3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249676172214882354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNqYqiazUDI/AAAAAAAAA88/2bLuth-z2Rg/s400/party3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;like most, i am busy. sometimes, there aren't enough hours in a day to accomplish all that i set out to. i hate that. also, there are some things i'd rather not do and love that i can pass it off to the next person. i wouldn't abuse the person and have them live with us or be on call 24 hours a day, but working for me would be no cake-walk. i don't want a friend, a homie, someone to shoot the breeze with....its all about W-O-R-K. and 6 hours a day is just fine....thanx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNqYqo0q2yI/AAAAAAAAA9E/zk4BhPP08As/s1600-h/party4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249676173933992738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNqYqo0q2yI/AAAAAAAAA9E/zk4BhPP08As/s400/party4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;as much as i loooooooooove to eat, i must admit, i really don't like to cook. every now and again, the spirit moves me and i actually want to get in the kitchen...but those times are few and far between. not to mention, i get tired of trying to find new and interesting things to fix. i only need you 5 days a week...thanx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. permanent driver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNqYq5kOF6I/AAAAAAAAA9M/erlp5Q_9DlE/s1600-h/party5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249676178428401570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNqYq5kOF6I/AAAAAAAAA9M/erlp5Q_9DlE/s400/party5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i am tired of driving...period. sometimes, the traffic and other drivers up here can be so crazy, you feel like you're trying to jump into the Indy 500. you have to push and force your way over, around and into the flow...horns blare, taxis bulldoze you out of the way...it's just not a peaceful experience. i'd rather be able to sit back and enjoy the ride...thanx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;***IF YOU COULD CHOOSE, WHAT 3 THINGS WOULD YOU CHOOSE TO SPLURGE ON TO MAKE YOUR LIFE EASIER OR MORE COMFY?  IT COULD BE AN OBJECT YOU'VE BEEN WANTING OR SOMETHING ELSE...BUT WHAT WOULD YOU CHOOSE***&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-3402346408060718783?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/3402346408060718783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=3402346408060718783' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/3402346408060718783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/3402346408060718783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-celebration.html' title='It&apos;s A Celebration!'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNqYp_VSEMI/AAAAAAAAA8s/CvWfjd9tOW8/s72-c/party1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-8098348389170361861</id><published>2008-09-22T08:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:01:49.074-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hard work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school fall'/><title type='text'>School Daze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNfArN-AyrI/AAAAAAAAA8k/nnzlWi8i3ps/s1600-h/daze3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248875739440270002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNfArN-AyrI/AAAAAAAAA8k/nnzlWi8i3ps/s400/daze3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;morning all! i woke up this morning to a wonderfully crisp breeze and instantly thought back to when i was i college. the fall semester was my favorite. spring time was too distracting with the beautiful flowers, sweet air and warm feel. i struggled the most during the spring because it was so hard to sit in class while looking out of the window. and even tho fall was cooler, no flowers were in bloom and made people's noses run...it was like a new start for me. every fall semester meant i was starting again...a new year, new level of classes, and sadly....new students (freshmen).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNfAgi5vsSI/AAAAAAAAA8U/NrjzKvwExPU/s1600-h/daze1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248875556080955682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNfAgi5vsSI/AAAAAAAAA8U/NrjzKvwExPU/s400/daze1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;it really makes me laugh because i vividly recall walking onto campus as a freshman. i might as well have been wearing a big sign that said NAIVE because i thought everyone was so sweet and friendly. little did i know freshman were targeted prey for the upperclassmen. most of them also lacked a lot of focus...they were more interested in hanging out, meeting people and dressing up. the way girls dressed always made me laugh. even as a freshman, i didn't fall into that "fly girl" category because i was an art major and had 3 hour studios. so imagine how silly i'd look straddling a wooden stool for 3 hours in hooker heels, big dangly earrings and tight pants. but even if i weren't an art major, i still thought it was silly to come to class dressed like you were entering the club on saturday night. i'd chuckle to myself as girls would try to sneak into class undetected because they took so much time getting ready....only to have their click-clacking heels give them away. as time wore on, i grew up. i buckled down into my studies and began to appreciate my opportunity for what it really was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNfAq_oVveI/AAAAAAAAA8c/ycuC3F4Mo68/s1600-h/daze2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248875735591271906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNfAq_oVveI/AAAAAAAAA8c/ycuC3F4Mo68/s400/daze2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i ended up taking 5.5 years to graduate because i changed my major but it didn't matter to me. i loved school. i didn't want it to end. i met my mentor 2.5 years before and felt like i couldn't get enough. it was like i was in a daze of learning and i loved it. i cared less about the parties and social scenes, less about what i wore to class and less about the guys. there was nothing like undergrad...and if i could, i'd go back and do it all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***IF YOU WENT TO COLLEGE, WHAT DO YOU MISS MOST ABOUT IT? IF YOU DIDN'T, WHAT DO YOU MISS ABOUT BEING THAT AGE OF ABOUT 18-23? WHAT WERE YOU DOING INSTEAD, PERHAPS GETTING Y OUR OWN PLACE OR CAR OR MAYBE TRAVELLING? EITHER WAY, WHAT DO YOU MISS ABOUT THE SCHOOL OR YOUNG PEOPLE'S DAZE?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-8098348389170361861?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8098348389170361861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=8098348389170361861' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/8098348389170361861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/8098348389170361861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/09/school-daze.html' title='School Daze'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNfArN-AyrI/AAAAAAAAA8k/nnzlWi8i3ps/s72-c/daze3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-2557307743849436207</id><published>2008-09-19T07:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T08:56:53.108-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulosity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>This Season, I'd Love To Indulge In...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;it's no secret that PCD loves the cold weather. i'm so glad summer is outta here! but more than the crisp, cool breeze...there are things i look forward to enjoying during these upcoming months, like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;movie matinees on cold afternoons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNOgvta6esI/AAAAAAAAA7k/3tWe5-HKPAM/s1600-h/cold1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247714732323535554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNOgvta6esI/AAAAAAAAA7k/3tWe5-HKPAM/s400/cold1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;new warm shoes &amp;amp; boots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNOgv866K2I/AAAAAAAAA7s/ZJ6-ceR52tM/s1600-h/cold2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247714736484264802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNOgv866K2I/AAAAAAAAA7s/ZJ6-ceR52tM/s400/cold2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;foods with apples and cranberries in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNOgv8-8LUI/AAAAAAAAA70/IuqC7aZbnW0/s1600-h/cold3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247714736501173570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNOgv8-8LUI/AAAAAAAAA70/IuqC7aZbnW0/s400/cold3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;hats &amp;amp; scarves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNOgwOYA6KI/AAAAAAAAA78/D0S3I9yXlkU/s1600-h/cold4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247714741169744034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNOgwOYA6KI/AAAAAAAAA78/D0S3I9yXlkU/s400/cold4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;hot teas &amp;amp; cocoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNOgwfkVriI/AAAAAAAAA8E/YbSSFbZzXSo/s1600-h/cold5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247714745784839714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNOgwfkVriI/AAAAAAAAA8E/YbSSFbZzXSo/s400/cold5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;my fave holiday, thanxgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNOhBNASxOI/AAAAAAAAA8M/RTMGHSmEtww/s1600-h/cold6.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247715032859591906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNOhBNASxOI/AAAAAAAAA8M/RTMGHSmEtww/s400/cold6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHAT DO YOU LOOK FORWARD TO DURING THE COLD-WEATHER MONTHS?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;have a great weekend everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-2557307743849436207?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNOgvta6esI/AAAAAAAAA7k/3tWe5-HKPAM/s72-c/cold1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-1574348668820341669</id><published>2008-09-17T08:58:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:45:21.472-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my gripes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too much'/><title type='text'>I Really WANT To Miss You...Kinda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*some pics NSFW*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;the other day, a repeat of the dave chappelle show was on. it was the episode with charlie murphy and rick james...one of the funniest episodes ever! as i laughed like i'd never seen it before, i really felt a little blue. why? because i miss dave chappelle. i really miss him. his show was hilarious. his stand-up was super funny. and he even had great musical guests on his show. his comic relief was effortless. and i miss it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNER3g6iEdI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Cgjq99W0DC4/s1600-h/sitdown01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246994686289252818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNER3g6iEdI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Cgjq99W0DC4/s400/sitdown01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;the good thing is that while his exit from the spotlight seemed abrupt and early, he went out on a high note. he didn't wait until he dried up all of his funny juices and became utterly wack. he left lots of people wishing, hoping, praying, he'd come back...and i respect that ANY day over someone who doesn't know when to throw in the towel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;another example is the show Girlfriends. they were just snatched off of the air with no proper finale or farewell show. they left us hanging...and even tho i'm sure there were more politics involved rather than personal choice, the point is people were salty about their exit. we wanted them back. shoot, i still do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNER4GJh78I/AAAAAAAAA6s/6P7Eb_p9JzI/s1600-h/sitdown02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246994696284270530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNER4GJh78I/AAAAAAAAA6s/6P7Eb_p9JzI/s400/sitdown02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;now, on the other hand, there are some who reeeeeeeeeeeeally squeeze us for every drop of tolerance we have. they tap our wells of love dry, they abuse our well-wishes, they beat us over the head with propaganda that sometimes is lacking in quality...and me no likey. so i compiled a list of folks who i would like to see SIT DOWN....but the thing is, its not because they aren't talented (like tiffany "new york" pollard or ray-j), its just that they're doing too much. and i personally don't even get the chance to say, "wow, what happened to so-and-so? where've they been?" here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BEYONCE&lt;/span&gt;: while i like her style, singing and her FIRST album, i feel like she really tries to force us to adore her. i know she wants to be an icon, but i'm sick of it. the last album made me barf, then the re-release was just pointless. now, the first album was insane. loved it! and now she's everywhere even when her "people" are trying to get their shine. sister solange was on some show, and they're asking beyonce how she feels about her and her new album. michelle has been trying to release her album for, like ever, and now beyonce is releasing not one, but TWO singles on the day michelle's album is scheduled to finally drop. thats shady to me. it's like, anything to distract from something or someone else....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNEQ9iKuXlI/AAAAAAAAA5s/-z6b-fWBNAE/s1600-h/sitdown5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246993690193190482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNEQ9iKuXlI/AAAAAAAAA5s/-z6b-fWBNAE/s400/sitdown5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HER HUBBY, JAY-Z&lt;/span&gt;: while he is a great rapper and has had great success, what is he, like 40 years old? are we trying to set some type of record? perhaps be the first geriatric rapper? and i thought he retired? altho i'm not a big fan of rap these days, if there is a great song that comes out, i give it its props, like nas...but i'd like to see jay-z get his complete grown man swag on and say peace to rapping. he's got the business aspect going, so no one's saying sit down and twiddle your thumbs....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNEQ9lsoSlI/AAAAAAAAA50/k1IQ0xk1vHo/s1600-h/sitdown6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246993691140704850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNEQ9lsoSlI/AAAAAAAAA50/k1IQ0xk1vHo/s400/sitdown6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;RIHANNA&lt;/span&gt;: now before you bite my head off, i will say, i like rihanna a lot. i think she's cute, spunky and different. but let's face it, the pipes aren't all that. she has a gimmick, and its propelled her super stardom..but i would hate to see her ride it into the gutter. she's on top right now...but pushing the envelope too far when your talent is mediocre is risky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNERS17T-lI/AAAAAAAAA58/Y-Xkji9kDqI/s1600-h/sitdown7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246994056274508370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNERS17T-lI/AAAAAAAAA58/Y-Xkji9kDqI/s400/sitdown7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LIL' WAYNE&lt;/span&gt;: ok, i get that you also have sold a kazillion records...but you're doing the t-pain. on EVERYBODY and their granny's song...and starting to sound mundane. not to mention, you are rumored to be addicted to cough syrup and who-knows-what-else and it's just not a good look. neither are you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNEQ9PjLvXI/AAAAAAAAA5c/hMbmqVvAwmI/s1600-h/sitdown3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246993685195505010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNEQ9PjLvXI/AAAAAAAAA5c/hMbmqVvAwmI/s400/sitdown3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MARIAH CAREY&lt;/span&gt;: madame, you're pushing 40 as well. and not only did this last album not live up to expectation, your style is remedial. i won't even discuss the fiasco of a wedding/husband you supposedly have...but to constantly have these butterfly/sparkly/micro-mini/high school fashion going on STILL is deplorable. i believe you should have evolved into a much more classy package, stop wearing the shades at night and focus on the music. i really think the pub stunt that was this marriage backfired and turned people off of this last album...gone are the days of Butterfly and Emancipation of Mimi-sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNERTM8tX1I/AAAAAAAAA6E/ubjAEt8YTVw/s1600-h/sitdown8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246994062454382418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNERTM8tX1I/AAAAAAAAA6E/ubjAEt8YTVw/s400/sitdown8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;VIVICA A FOX&lt;/span&gt;: honey, i love me some aunt viv...but that show "Glam God" on vh1 is such a snooze, i'm ashamed she's affiliated with it. i know she probably needed the work, especially with how ridiculous Three Can Play That Game was...but this was not the move. and the funny wigs and sparkly outfits are just not working for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNERTd91sFI/AAAAAAAAA6M/ktvhxoh7NxQ/s1600-h/sitdown9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246994067022524498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNERTd91sFI/AAAAAAAAA6M/ktvhxoh7NxQ/s400/sitdown9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ICE-T&lt;/span&gt;: boo, what exactly is it that you do? i know you were a pioneer in the world of rap. but what are you doing now? all i see is you and the woman you call wife doing nasty and desparate acts in public. is that really your wife? you really don't care how you treat her in front of folks? she's really down for that mess? i just don't get it. are you all a traveling freak show? are you in a band? what gives?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNEQ807EvNI/AAAAAAAAA5U/N7uYfpsIuko/s1600-h/sitdown2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246993678047952082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNEQ807EvNI/AAAAAAAAA5U/N7uYfpsIuko/s400/sitdown2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NELLY&lt;/span&gt;: now, nelly...i just saw a commercial for your last album this morning. i had no idea! when did it come out? i never really was a fan of the music. simplistic nursery rhymes, cussing, bling-talk and chick dissing was never my cup of tea. but i did however become a fan of nelly the model. this is what i miss and think you should pursue. the rapping seems to be a rap sweetums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNEQ9fTycWI/AAAAAAAAA5k/ZHVDrNGrFZM/s1600-h/sitdown4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246993689425899874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNEQ9fTycWI/AAAAAAAAA5k/ZHVDrNGrFZM/s400/sitdown4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;now on the flip side, there are some folks who i wish i could see more of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;JILL SCOTT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNETn_QDxlI/AAAAAAAAA7c/M1IXHP21wkQ/s1600-h/sitdown03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246996618577954386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNETn_QDxlI/AAAAAAAAA7c/M1IXHP21wkQ/s400/sitdown03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NIA LONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNERTxMywWI/AAAAAAAAA6U/h4EOUAEI_bc/s1600-h/sitdown11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246994072185520482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNERTxMywWI/AAAAAAAAA6U/h4EOUAEI_bc/s400/sitdown11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MAXWELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNERUNuO_uI/AAAAAAAAA6c/4aiUMDyhGaM/s1600-h/sitdown12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246994079841976034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNERUNuO_uI/AAAAAAAAA6c/4aiUMDyhGaM/s400/sitdown12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;D'ANGELO (pre-crack)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNER4tQBUEI/AAAAAAAAA60/54ivS2s5gR0/s1600-h/sitdown13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246994706780475458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNER4tQBUEI/AAAAAAAAA60/54ivS2s5gR0/s400/sitdown13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ISAIAH WASHINGTON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNER4oeoYJI/AAAAAAAAA68/vBp-5njcsW4/s1600-h/sitdown14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246994705499578514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNER4oeoYJI/AAAAAAAAA68/vBp-5njcsW4/s400/sitdown14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DON CHEADLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNER48CH_BI/AAAAAAAAA7E/E3uU0SGrDGg/s1600-h/sitdown15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246994710748724242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNER48CH_BI/AAAAAAAAA7E/E3uU0SGrDGg/s400/sitdown15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SANAA LATHAN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNESIDbuYOI/AAAAAAAAA7M/N2FP86QlX18/s1600-h/sitdown16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246994970433183970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNESIDbuYOI/AAAAAAAAA7M/N2FP86QlX18/s400/sitdown16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TONI BRAXTON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNESIZdNK4I/AAAAAAAAA7U/10UzZPm2ppE/s1600-h/sitdown17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246994976344976258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNESIZdNK4I/AAAAAAAAA7U/10UzZPm2ppE/s400/sitdown17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHO'S ON YOUR LIST? REMEMBER DON'T PICK SOMEONE TO SIT DOWN BECAUSE THEY'RE WACK...PICK THEM BECAUSE THEY ARE GREAT-BUT JUST DOING TOO MUCH! WHO WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE MORE OF?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-1574348668820341669?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/1574348668820341669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=1574348668820341669' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/1574348668820341669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/1574348668820341669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-really-want-to-miss-youkinda.html' title='I Really WANT To Miss You...Kinda'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SNER3g6iEdI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Cgjq99W0DC4/s72-c/sitdown01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-1637730088387247084</id><published>2008-09-15T08:40:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T18:01:10.831-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>Just Another Manic Monday....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5f4oxFSKI/AAAAAAAAA3k/14OKl00qWAI/s1600-h/monday1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246236042553804962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5f4oxFSKI/AAAAAAAAA3k/14OKl00qWAI/s400/monday1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i am so extra blah today.... so i figured i'd share my scatter brain thoughts with you all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. where can i get one of these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5f435-V1I/AAAAAAAAA3s/kH9jp9MFXis/s1600-h/monday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246236046617630546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5f435-V1I/AAAAAAAAA3s/kH9jp9MFXis/s400/monday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. baby is getting an i-dog today. i think i'm more excited than she'll be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5gUscAD5I/AAAAAAAAA4U/fI40rl4P2xY/s1600-h/monday7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246236524575461266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5gUscAD5I/AAAAAAAAA4U/fI40rl4P2xY/s400/monday7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. oh my heavenly stars! i purchased some truffle salt (made with black truffles) and am trying not to just eat it out of the jar cuz its so yummy and aromatic *drooling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5f5gk5pZI/AAAAAAAAA4E/h__pvs9eyzI/s1600-h/monday5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246236057535096210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5f5gk5pZI/AAAAAAAAA4E/h__pvs9eyzI/s400/monday5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. speaking of black truffles...who knew something that looked like a big lump of poo could taste so good? i wonder who discovered it...google, here i come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5gUna6xAI/AAAAAAAAA4M/BNE9oUleS4E/s1600-h/monday6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246236523228742658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5gUna6xAI/AAAAAAAAA4M/BNE9oUleS4E/s400/monday6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i went for my facial saturday and my aesthetician was excessively rough with me-ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i went to see Tyler Perry's A Family That Preys and i wasn't totally disappointed...but i have a question...why do black people like to clap, talk, jump up and act like they're at home at the movies? its beyond ridiculous and PCD is known to go and get the usher! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*sidenote* doesn't the profile on this poster look like jennifer hudson?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5f5LGKSeI/AAAAAAAAA30/onaiPm1Oa7o/s1600-h/monday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246236051769018850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5f5LGKSeI/AAAAAAAAA30/onaiPm1Oa7o/s400/monday3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. have you ever sat next to someone eating a hot dog, but you weren't eating one? the smell is terrible-bleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. speaking of hot dogs, even tho i've totally banned real dogs from ever becoming pets in my home, if i had one, i totally make him wear this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5gU76OFOI/AAAAAAAAA4c/tBMSfnEIww4/s1600-h/monday8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246236528728741090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5gU76OFOI/AAAAAAAAA4c/tBMSfnEIww4/s400/monday8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i am really needing some cotton candy in my life. i had some saturday night and now must go find some more..mmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5f5DLL_RI/AAAAAAAAA38/oXMSh4r1UOU/s1600-h/monday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246236049642618130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5f5DLL_RI/AAAAAAAAA38/oXMSh4r1UOU/s400/monday4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. this old lady who lives near an acquaintance of mine is always smoking like there's no tomorrow. she stops me and lil PCD to tell me that she makes ponchos for babies. thanks but no thanks, i don't want a smoky poncho for my kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. i hate our beta fish. he's from the devil. he's always fanning his head fins (or whatever they're called) and trying to jump out of the water to snip at my finger when i feed him. the toilet's calling you, buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. what the heck was up with the weather yesterday? it was sickeningly hot! AND HUMID!!! i can't wait until fall is officially here cuz me and heat don't mix. and the added bonus is that all these bugs will die or hibernate or fly south or whatever they do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. i made roasted &amp;amp; stuffed cornish hens with creamed collard greens and twice baked sweet potatoes yesterday....and by the time it was ready, i didn't even want to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. i reeeeeeeeeally struggle with other people's kids. for instance, i really try not to bring my kid to places where i KNOW she'd be a disturbance to others. why doesn't everyone do that? like the MOVIES or the NAIL SPA? your newborn, toddler or A.D.D.-ridden older kid need not be forced to resistantly sit thru adult movies or running thru the nail spa painting their nails 10 different colors, especially if they're boys. if you HAVE to bring them, please let them be at a point where they can sit and be quiet. other people don't like it-UGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. i love gong to farms to pick pumpkins and get fresh corn and herbs. we'll be there soon enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5iYSg2vYI/AAAAAAAAA5M/4ZhGd-K18-w/s1600-h/monday14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246238785359232386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5iYSg2vYI/AAAAAAAAA5M/4ZhGd-K18-w/s400/monday14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. how much do i hate dora the football-headed explorer? let me count the ways...NOW, lil PCD is running around saying "awwwww, maaaaan" (a la swiper the fox) when you tell her something she doesn't like. i don't play that mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5iX5fvibI/AAAAAAAAA48/vn9dmFZl9SY/s1600-h/monday12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246238778643679666" style="WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" height="325" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5iX5fvibI/AAAAAAAAA48/vn9dmFZl9SY/s400/monday12.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5iYLqhK0I/AAAAAAAAA5E/3bQDDRaksu4/s1600-h/monday13.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246238783520713538" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" height="300" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5iYLqhK0I/AAAAAAAAA5E/3bQDDRaksu4/s400/monday13.gif" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. i woke up this morning to the movie "claudine," CLASSIC!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vaONaTapUx0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vaONaTapUx0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and that opening song of the movie is my fave..."gettin with the kissin, huggin and a'lovin, on and on"-LOLOLOLOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;18. i want to zip cord thru the rainforest.....with 12 layers of bug spray on, goggles and my I-Pod of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;19. i need a nap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5hQ73aVBI/AAAAAAAAA40/ONrWR0ykw0Y/s1600-h/monday11.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246237559509111826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5hQ73aVBI/AAAAAAAAA40/ONrWR0ykw0Y/s400/monday11.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;20. when i find a product that i like, i'm super loyal to it. but a lot of times, it ends up being discotinued or changed-ARGH!!! like my L'Occitane Milk Shower Mousse...now they're adding more shea and it changes the scent completely. and the lady had the nerve to try and tell me its the same thing, just with more shea. well, if it has more shea, its not the same...and it even smells different. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5gVEHopEI/AAAAAAAAA4s/sZdjK8bQa9U/s1600-h/monday10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246236530932491330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5gVEHopEI/AAAAAAAAA4s/sZdjK8bQa9U/s400/monday10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;21. mimosa anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5gUyrYvmI/AAAAAAAAA4k/gbx6pJdg1Os/s1600-h/monday9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246236526250606178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5gUyrYvmI/AAAAAAAAA4k/gbx6pJdg1Os/s400/monday9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHAT DID YOU DO THIS WEEKEND? WHAT'S ON YOUR BRAIN TODAY?***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-1637730088387247084?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/1637730088387247084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=1637730088387247084' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/1637730088387247084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/1637730088387247084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-another-manic-monday.html' title='Just Another Manic Monday....'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SM5f4oxFSKI/AAAAAAAAA3k/14OKl00qWAI/s72-c/monday1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-8289765404756505523</id><published>2008-09-12T08:06:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T09:11:39.501-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulosity'/><title type='text'>I'd Like To Thank The Academy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMpjA8l9P3I/AAAAAAAAA2c/-0v9dlJlgPg/s1600-h/award.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245113583942844274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMpjA8l9P3I/AAAAAAAAA2c/-0v9dlJlgPg/s400/award.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was awarded the Certified Honest Blogger Award by &lt;a href="http://randomishnycsarcasm.blogspot.com/"&gt;The F-it List&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMplgPJuVMI/AAAAAAAAA3M/uuCWjEMMYOU/s1600-h/F-it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245116320523900098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMplgPJuVMI/AAAAAAAAA3M/uuCWjEMMYOU/s400/F-it.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here are the rules to follow:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. When you receive the prize you must write a post showing it, together with the name of who has given it to you, and link them back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. Choose a minimum of 7 blogs (or even more) that you find brilliant in their content or design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. Show their names and links and leave them a comment informing they were prized with ‘Honest Weblog’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. Show a picture of those who awarded you and those you give the prize (optional).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. And then we pass it on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;F-it added a "Things About Me" part of this so here are somethings about me that you probably don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Things About PCD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. i miss my cat, starr jones. she lives with my parents because i couldn't have her when i was pregnant. then she had to stay longer after lil PCD was born cuz we were scared she'd be all in her face. now she hates me for abandoning her and doesn't want to come back because lil PCD can chase and certainly does terrorize her :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMpkZ6lHnQI/AAAAAAAAA2k/z9Q-oRT9CHI/s1600-h/award2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245115112410815746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="271" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMpkZ6lHnQI/AAAAAAAAA2k/z9Q-oRT9CHI/s400/award2.gif" width="308" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. garage sales make me nauseous. the thought that you could buy something from a crazy person really freaks me out. like what of jeffrey dahmer had a garage sale before everyone knew he was eating folks up? you never know what people do in their house so i'd rather not even think about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. i really shop too much in the fall. its like a disease...but the fall fashion just calls me...ah well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMpkaCI3WoI/AAAAAAAAA2s/QUw-AqFA98c/s1600-h/garvin6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245115114439793282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px" height="354" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMpkaCI3WoI/AAAAAAAAA2s/QUw-AqFA98c/s400/garvin6.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4. i'm having a tough time getting g. garvin out of my head (and my dreams) *swoon*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. is there anything more disgusting than cilantro? the sight, smell and certainly the taste makes my insides boil! and its EVERYWHERE! grrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMpkaclSOYI/AAAAAAAAA20/euPcqzdV4GM/s1600-h/award3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245115121538316674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMpkaclSOYI/AAAAAAAAA20/euPcqzdV4GM/s400/award3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6. i am bursting with excitement to see Miracle At St. Anna by Spike Lee (in theaters september 26)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;7. i potty-trained lil PCD by 21 months. i'm dern proud of it too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMpkav2qWFI/AAAAAAAAA28/BGYh9_LVzD4/s1600-h/award4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245115126711474258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMpkav2qWFI/AAAAAAAAA28/BGYh9_LVzD4/s400/award4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8. i have phases when i am totally addicted to certain types of candy or junk food. this week, its been peanut m&amp;amp;ms. i have some every night (i know...the horror!) last week, it was salt &amp;amp; vinegar chips...and i don't even like chips. these little moments come and go...it's so weird. and you won't believe what i ate last night....my husband laughed me off of the phone when i asked him to go get some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;9. growing up, i used to HATE southern cuisine like collard greens or black-eyed peas and i didn't even know what okra was. well, i LOVE southern food now...(except for the slimy okra). and nothing too eccentric like hogmaws(?) or pig's anything. (p.s. does anyone know what exactly a hogmaw is? is it like a hog paw?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMpkayDePKI/AAAAAAAAA3E/wZshJ7n4Wjc/s1600-h/award5.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245115127302077602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMpkayDePKI/AAAAAAAAA3E/wZshJ7n4Wjc/s400/award5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10. i have it bad for whole foods market. i can't drive past them without buying things even if i was just there 2 days before. the people started recognizing me so much that i found another one to go to...even tho its further away. i figured since its bigger, maybe i could hide out a little longer before people start busting me out-lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and now, in the same fashion of F-it, i would like to award 2 bloggers.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://behindthescenesofthings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sexxy Luv&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMpoDosjiYI/AAAAAAAAA3c/h1vHH7cCL5o/s1600-h/award7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245119127699556738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMpoDosjiYI/AAAAAAAAA3c/h1vHH7cCL5o/s400/award7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who didn't have a blog for the longest &amp;amp; was always commenting all over the place-lol! then she finally got one and she shares a lot of honest things on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://difference-of-opinion.blogspot.com/"&gt;Smarty Jones&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMpoDZoVSsI/AAAAAAAAA3U/O1ywZdfX7fY/s1600-h/award6"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245119123655314114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMpoDZoVSsI/AAAAAAAAA3U/O1ywZdfX7fY/s400/award6" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who not only makes blogs about seriously important issues and concerns but also has hilarious posts about things she wonders about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND PRETTY CIRCLERS....AND I THANK THE ACADEMY FOR ALL OF MY ACCOLADES. YOU'RE ALL INVITED TO A PARTY IN MY HONOR...YAAAAAAY!!***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-8289765404756505523?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8289765404756505523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=8289765404756505523' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/8289765404756505523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/8289765404756505523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/09/id-like-to-thank-academy.html' title='I&apos;d Like To Thank The Academy...'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMpjA8l9P3I/AAAAAAAAA2c/-0v9dlJlgPg/s72-c/award.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-5841573268215589988</id><published>2008-09-11T08:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T09:36:47.112-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hard work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulosity'/><title type='text'>Dream Job Supreme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMkdqSm-d3I/AAAAAAAAA2U/QU08QEO3AzI/s1600-h/actress6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244755853436680050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMkdqSm-d3I/AAAAAAAAA2U/QU08QEO3AzI/s400/actress6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i awoke this morning to the movie The Santa Clause 3. its a cute, feel-good holiday movie about the north pole and the guy who stumbled upon the job of being santa. years before, santa had fallen off of a roof and vanished, leaving the santa suit behind. this guy put on his jacket and became santa and even tho his job was stressful, he loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMkdpVz5h4I/AAAAAAAAA10/bA-4aHPmPGg/s1600-h/actress1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244755837116319618" style="CURSOR: hand" height="264" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMkdpVz5h4I/AAAAAAAAA10/bA-4aHPmPGg/s400/actress1.png" width="301" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i started thinking about different jobs and their stress level versus the fulfillment of said job. i thought about a job i'd love to have (aside from mommy)...but of course i made up unrealistic stipulations to go along with it. if i could pick my ultimate dream job...i'd be an award-winning actress. i'm not one for a routine day doing the same thing over and over. i like-need change EVERY day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMkdpvXHv1I/AAAAAAAAA18/mdjrmkE3Kag/s1600-h/actress3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244755843974938450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMkdpvXHv1I/AAAAAAAAA18/mdjrmkE3Kag/s400/actress3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMkdp_52HPI/AAAAAAAAA2E/m6bouabYgQc/s1600-h/actress4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244755848415550706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMkdp_52HPI/AAAAAAAAA2E/m6bouabYgQc/s400/actress4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'd have a stellar career doing an array of films. i'd receive a couple of oscars, some golden globes and a star on the hollywood walk of fame. i'd stay on the east coast tho cuz i need some type of real seasonal change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMkdpw3r1VI/AAAAAAAAA2M/pr7eBUP9jKI/s1600-h/actress5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244755844379956562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMkdpw3r1VI/AAAAAAAAA2M/pr7eBUP9jKI/s400/actress5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;once i established myself as a film icon, i'd use my resources to become a serious humanitarian...i use the word serious because the money i'd have access to would allow me to do so much more...i'm talking as close to oprah level i could get. i'd thrive off of the hectic schedule, the distant lands of travel, the awesome array of people i'd meet and the unlimited amount of access i'd have for accomplishing things that seem a bit out of reach now. so...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***IF YOU COULD PICK YOUR ULTIMATE DREAM JOB, WHAT WOULD IT BE? IT COULD BE FOR SUPERFICIAL REASONS OR DEEP PERSONAL ONES...BUT WHAT WOULD IT BE?  EVEN IF YOU HAVE UNREALISTIC ATTACHMENTSS TO IT - REMEMBER, IT'S A "DREAM" JOB SO IT DOESN'T HAVE TO SOUND A CERTAIN WAY***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-5841573268215589988?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/5841573268215589988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=5841573268215589988' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/5841573268215589988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/5841573268215589988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/09/dream-job-supreme.html' title='Dream Job Supreme'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMkdqSm-d3I/AAAAAAAAA2U/QU08QEO3AzI/s72-c/actress6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-3268483101347589</id><published>2008-09-10T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T09:00:01.653-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='g. garvin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Who Loves Ya, Baby?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMcpRJPuLLI/AAAAAAAAA1M/CYbiChK5AmE/s1600-h/garvin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244205665612606642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMcpRJPuLLI/AAAAAAAAA1M/CYbiChK5AmE/s400/garvin1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;PCD DOES!!!! oh yes i do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMcpRjNuA0I/AAAAAAAAA1c/TObz7YHkjHI/s1600-h/garvin3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244205672583529282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMcpRjNuA0I/AAAAAAAAA1c/TObz7YHkjHI/s400/garvin3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMcpR21xBbI/AAAAAAAAA1s/vFMnxfoA_TQ/s1600-h/garvin5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244205677851772338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMcpR21xBbI/AAAAAAAAA1s/vFMnxfoA_TQ/s400/garvin5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMcpR5AJktI/AAAAAAAAA1k/mBv-9qa85r0/s1600-h/garvin4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244205678432195282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMcpR5AJktI/AAAAAAAAA1k/mBv-9qa85r0/s400/garvin4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i woke up at 4:44 am and someone popped in my head...guess who it was? g. garvin. (le sigh) i soooooooooo swoon over him whenever he's on tv. if you don't know, g. garvin is a reknown chef who has a cooking show called Turn Up The Heat w/ G. Garvin on TvOne. but the killer is, he's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;super sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm talking manly man sexy. nice and chocolatey, muscle bound, hot bald head and can cook! are you kidding me? there is NOTHING sexier than a man that can cook...and i'm not talking baked chicken and broccoli, i'm talking seriously good and different foods. and ya'll know how PCD likes to eat *sniggle* and that first pic will get a sista in trouble...yikes! *drooling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMcpRvoxvkI/AAAAAAAAA1U/55QfQ0rHpcY/s1600-h/garvin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244205675918245442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMcpRvoxvkI/AAAAAAAAA1U/55QfQ0rHpcY/s400/garvin2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***SO WHO IS YOUR NEVER-IN-THIS-LIFETIME-WILL-YOU-GET-BUT-YOU-LIKE-TO-LOOK-AT DISTANT LOVE/LUST, lol?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-3268483101347589?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/3268483101347589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=3268483101347589' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/3268483101347589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/3268483101347589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-loves-ya-baby.html' title='Who Loves Ya, Baby?'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SMcpRJPuLLI/AAAAAAAAA1M/CYbiChK5AmE/s72-c/garvin1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-2797068268122284042</id><published>2008-09-09T08:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T08:48:23.712-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crackhead computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='issues'/><title type='text'>Having Isues Again-UGH!</title><content type='html'>so i am having issues again. can't post pics and can't comment on blogs who have a pop-up comment box. i swear, pinky is less than a year old and is acting like a total piece of junk right about now. anyhoo, we'll be back to our regularly scheduled blogging super soon...until then, i'll be doing the norm, reading ya'll and kicking my computer three times a day for leaving me hanging...again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovingly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-2797068268122284042?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/2797068268122284042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=2797068268122284042' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/2797068268122284042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/2797068268122284042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/09/having-isues-again-ugh.html' title='Having Isues Again-UGH!'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-8416653918271678616</id><published>2008-09-04T08:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T09:48:10.389-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighbors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my gripes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inappropriate behavior'/><title type='text'>The Neighbor Chronicles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SL_mrCV3TZI/AAAAAAAAA08/7JbZruD0aS4/s1600-h/moving1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242162118319885714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SL_mrCV3TZI/AAAAAAAAA08/7JbZruD0aS4/s400/moving1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so remember that incubus of a neighbor i told you about recently? the one with the dog who almost burnt down the joint cuz she's always locking herself out? the one closest to moi? when she sees me, she does complete 180s turning around to walk in the different direction. and for the most part, she seems to have gone into hiding. ask me if i care? as i told you, i petitioned almost everyone within the sound of my voice to sign a strong letter against her, urging her to follow the rules or suffer the guillotine!!! lol, ok...i'm joking about chopping her head off, but still, her dog ownership was in serious jeopardy if she continued to let that fleabag deficate everywhere. its pretty funny now, because now that i've identified her to so many folks, they will shout out of their windows or from their cars if they see her violating so shes always on the lamb-HA HA!!!! i think she should just do us all a favor, including herself, and M-O-V-E!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;while that is a small victory, yet another "issue" has risen. another new neighbor. she is single with 2 huge, loud boys. i think she's an immigrant or something all i ever hear her say is "kalla kalla kaa" or something like that. she has this tricked out camry which is oh-so-ghetto and everyone just looks at her as she drives by. i swear, who screens these people? anyhoo, as they were moving in, i was growing more and more irritated. why does moving have to become a block party? can't you just take your things in and out? do you have to have family reunions and blaring music and beer? UGH! and i knew she was trifling because she didn't even have a moving truck...she had a small flatbed from Home Depot and stuff was falling off and people were risking lives trying to keep it on...between her 2 sons, two other dudes and herself...it was hilarious! but also discouraging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SL_mrPax04I/AAAAAAAAA1E/o4zV3RZYwFU/s1600-h/moving2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242162121830159234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SL_mrPax04I/AAAAAAAAA1E/o4zV3RZYwFU/s400/moving2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but this is when she tore her drawls with PCD...she had been dragging things into her home for 2 days and she never spoke, waved or anything. thats cool with me because i'm not beat to be friends with everyone. i TRULY believe that everyone just simply does not mesh. so this day, lil PCD was asleep and there was a thunderous roar at our door. it was one of her handlers. some random man was knocking on our door like Bigfoot was after him. so my hubby went to the door and flung it open with the look of WTF plastered on his face. i was right behing him, eyebrows raised, lips curled and attitide full cocked! dude had the nerve to say..."hey man, we can't seem to get this couch in, can you help us?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! i just stood back waiting to hear hubby's response...he was like, "look, my daughter's asleep. don't ever knock on my door like that again...and no i can't help you. we're busy. watch my wife's flowers when you head back." THE NERVE!?!?! so basically, they just spotted some other negroes and skipped over anyone who was closest to come knock on our door like we're fam or something. i HATE THAT!!! just because we may be shades of brown, we are NOT friends, family, cool, homies....so to assume we'd be like, "yeah bro, let's break out the 40s and have a grand ol' time" was ludicrous...and i was offended. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;do NOT speak to me just because you need something!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; he wobbled his way off of our doorstep and miss lady (and her cohorts) has earned the top spot on MY LIST. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHAT DO YOU THINK OF CONVENIENT OR FAMILIAL KINDNESS???***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-8416653918271678616?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8416653918271678616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=8416653918271678616' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/8416653918271678616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/8416653918271678616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/09/neighbor-chronicles.html' title='The Neighbor Chronicles'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SL_mrCV3TZI/AAAAAAAAA08/7JbZruD0aS4/s72-c/moving1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-8723084200152178501</id><published>2008-09-02T08:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T08:01:00.143-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election 2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questionable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarah palin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some act-right'/><title type='text'>Are You S-E-R-I-O-U-S????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SLyVWxAxSUI/AAAAAAAAA0k/JPxuXwRe8ko/s1600-h/palin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241228284698642754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SLyVWxAxSUI/AAAAAAAAA0k/JPxuXwRe8ko/s400/palin.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok, i could barely contain my LOLs when i read that republican vice-presidential hopeful, sarah palin has a daughter that is 17 years old, five months pregnant, AND about to wed the baby's father. this along with the fact that mrs. palin is also mother to a 4-month old, Down-Syndrome afflicted newborn herself had me flabbergastedand borderline mad!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let's break this down, shall we:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SLyVXGy6O4I/AAAAAAAAA00/-gqLJsR_4_Y/s1600-h/palin3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241228290546088834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SLyVXGy6O4I/AAAAAAAAA00/-gqLJsR_4_Y/s400/palin3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Palin is a staunch supporter of abstinence-only education AND a member of a feminist group called Feminists For Life. While they seem a little wishy washy on where all of the members stand on contraception, it IS clear that the group's mission seem a little lop-sided of this clear abstinence message palin seems to push.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;secondly, who is this woman exactly? she's under investigation for cronyism and abuse of power over some straight up wackness affectionately known as Wooten-Gate. she has little to no foreign policy experience except for the fact that "alaska is close to russia so that means she has some experience." (from a cnn correspondent)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the last two points weigh the heaviest on me...the fact that she A) has just given birth to a special needs child who will clearly need his mother's loving a continuous support and B) she has a knocked up teenage daughter who directly contradicts this right wing conservatism that supposedly is the republican party. thats like being the freaky preacher's kid...it just AIN'T RIGHT!!!! as a mother, i don't understand how she feels like this is sincerely the right time to not only fling herself, but her family into the spotlight to become victims of public fodder. freak all this talk about her facing normal american issues...frankly, i don't want my neighbor being a horse hair away from possibly leading this country and she's as "normal" as the come...shoot, i don't even want them leading my community organization so this is almost laughable. laughable because she can't seem to get her family to follow her lead per se, she is rather age-ly still birthing babies &amp;amp; she's obviously a pawn in this game trying to garnish the estranged democratic women voters and its all good in the hood? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SLyVW6vbJ-I/AAAAAAAAA0s/qYHydlvTlGA/s1600-h/palin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241228287310243810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SLyVW6vbJ-I/AAAAAAAAA0s/qYHydlvTlGA/s400/palin2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nay i say to thee! she is a hot, loose, backwards, unknown, shady smile, needing to take care of home and sit her patootie down somewhere M-E-S-S!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;***WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS????***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-8723084200152178501?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8723084200152178501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=8723084200152178501' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/8723084200152178501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/8723084200152178501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-you-s-e-r-i-o-u-s.html' title='Are You S-E-R-I-O-U-S????'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SLyVWxAxSUI/AAAAAAAAA0k/JPxuXwRe8ko/s72-c/palin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-1825156622862275167</id><published>2008-08-27T08:46:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T08:59:38.631-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election 2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hillary clinton'/><title type='text'>Sisterhood Of The Traveling Pantsuit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SLVN6L-yOoI/AAAAAAAAA0c/4XmfWSi-7EA/s1600-h/pantsuit4.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239179403559320194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SLVN6L-yOoI/AAAAAAAAA0c/4XmfWSi-7EA/s400/pantsuit4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok, so did you catch pantsuit herself at the DNC last night? if not, you can peep it below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.cnn.com/video/savp/evp/?loc=dom&amp;amp;vid=/video/politics/2008/08/26/sot.hillary.entire.cnn" frameborder="0" width="406" scrolling="no" height="393"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyhoo, i will say that she was a tad more convincing than she's been over the last few months with her support for obama...still don't trust her, but she's surface-ly doing better, (even tho she tried to big-up herself and her philandering hubby every chance she got-lol!). good for her. being bitter must take its toll on your spirit. and at the end of the day...we're all (supposedly) on the same team, so let's get this going!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, i tribute Hillary "PANTSUIT" Clinton...(why you ask? cuz pantsuits make me feel warm and fuzzy) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SLVN51D6GhI/AAAAAAAAA0M/0QUdj2obFec/s1600-h/pantsuit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239179397406792210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SLVN51D6GhI/AAAAAAAAA0M/0QUdj2obFec/s400/pantsuit2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SLVN5217niI/AAAAAAAAA0E/ewpO8g7T6rQ/s1600-h/pantsuit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239179397885042210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SLVN5217niI/AAAAAAAAA0E/ewpO8g7T6rQ/s400/pantsuit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SLVN6CnvI4I/AAAAAAAAA0U/b2pZK3T6TlE/s1600-h/pantsuit3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239179401046729602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SLVN6CnvI4I/AAAAAAAAA0U/b2pZK3T6TlE/s400/pantsuit3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.danzfamily.com/archives/blogphotos/07/hillary-clinton-faces-vertical.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.danzfamily.com/archives/blogphotos/07/hillary-clinton-faces-vertical.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This one's for you, babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHAT DID YOU THINK OF HER SPEECH? WHAT DO YOU THINK OF MY TRIBUTE-LOL?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-1825156622862275167?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/1825156622862275167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=1825156622862275167' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/1825156622862275167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/1825156622862275167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/08/sisterhood-of-traveling-pantsuit.html' title='Sisterhood Of The Traveling Pantsuit'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SLVN6L-yOoI/AAAAAAAAA0c/4XmfWSi-7EA/s72-c/pantsuit4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-7265841903901614552</id><published>2008-08-26T09:10:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T09:52:56.288-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='low-class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inappropriate behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Wackosity Indeed</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(thanx for bearing with me during my technical issues...hopefully i'll be able to post pics as usual and visit and comment to my peoples' blogs as per usual!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so since i got kinda serious yesterday about the wackness that are some american democrats, somethng about being wiggy-wiggy-wack just stayed with me. this morning, i awoke to a rerun of moesha. it was an episode with her brother ray-j on it. as i watched him, i thought to myself how utterly wack he is. at first he started as a little sponge, trying to gain fame off of his sister, which is totally normal...but then he just took a turn down wack lane. pedalling these lackluster songs, having a sex tape with a hooker and an impending flavor-flav type dating show has plummeted his stock to the bottom of all bottoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for fun, i compiled a list of the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TOP FIVE WACKEST DUDES OF CURRENT TIMES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. RAY-J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(for above reasons)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. ICE-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(for being in the neighborhood of 50 years of age, still trying to portray a pimpish character, constantly exploiting his albeit skankalicious wife and dry humping on stages all over the west coast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. T-PAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(for being, looking and sounding like he does. the voice manipulator he uses is not even new and somehow, he's gained fame and notoriety for NOT singing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. K-CI/JO-JO (Crackhead Duo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(for the hilariousness that was their latest show in austrailia and while singing, "all my life," jo-jo straight falling out on stage like he had one too many cracktinis...and his brother k-ci keeps singing like this fool isn't laying flat on the stage. they get extra points for trying to clean up the story by saying jo-jo is epileptic...altho he showed no signs of movement when passing out....and whether or not he's epileptic, why would you keep singing? both of them need some rehab ASAP! (see hilarious clip below, around the 0:22 mark)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0aceZBcKQMc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0aceZBcKQMc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. DMX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(for getting arrested about 7-10 times in the past 3 months....and the last time being in front of a wal-mart. like, who does that? you used to be a hot rapper who at the height of his time had one of the most recognizable voices and gimmicks...and now, you're just another crackhead getting busted at walmarts. shame i tell you, just a shame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHO GETS YOUR VOTE FOR BEING UBER-WACK....JUST NAME GUYS FOR NOW***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-7265841903901614552?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/7265841903901614552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=7265841903901614552' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/7265841903901614552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/7265841903901614552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/08/wackosity-indeed.html' title='Wackosity Indeed'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-1484128284101326611</id><published>2008-08-25T07:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T07:55:49.870-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election 2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hillary clinton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inappropriate behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shame on you'/><title type='text'>DNC or Bust...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*you know about my technical issues, so please excuse the nekkidness of my post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;soooooooo, i woke up this morning bothered by the ignorance of the american people. as we all know, the democratic national convention begins in denver today. it shall be a historic and promising event...and personally, i can't wait to see/hear more from one of my faves, michelle obama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyhoo, the main thing that irks me is that (some of) these daggone hillary supporters have got to be the most disgusting, childish, backward-thinking people i've ever seen...EVER! now, i'm not going to get into the argument of obama vs. clinton. i believe that everyone has the right to support whomever. but, uh...can you at least know why and what you're talking about. and can you please accept the cards that have been dealt and move the heck on? i say that because i saw some dingbat chick on tv holding up a sign talking about protesting the convention because pantsuit wasn't chosen as veep. are you a democrat? how are you going to protest your own party's convention because your person LOST? you don't hear this from any edwards supporters *sniggle*, you certainly don't hear this from any of the republicans...only these clinton supporters. it makes no sense. i feel like these particular people model right after pantsuit...if you think you can bully people into doing what you want, you will lose. take a lesson from your master! she tried to jab and kickbox her way thru the primary, taking all kinds of low blows and stooping to unprecedented levels of desparation...and she STILL lost! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but back to the subject....i really hate the fact that these particular supporters think they can protest and make threats to get results that just are NOT going to happen. in fact, they (usually) backfire. during the primary, a lot of them went on rampages trying to make certain a black man would not win&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;....and a lot did not even care about what he did or did not stand for...but we see that tactic did not work. the goofball this morning gets on tv with her protest crew stating they are witholding their vote for "good political reason," yet we heard no reason except hillary isn't the VP choice. then, i saw an ad of a superdelegate who states she was a staunch hillary supporter (holding up a clinton sign) and that hillary had experience to be president, then she drops the clinton sign and holds up a mccain sign and says now i'm supporting mccain. gives no reason or explanation besides tha fact that her candidate lost...fair and square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;* i wish i could post the video in which there were numerous voters staing that they wouldn't vote for obama simply because he was black or that they supported clinton, but didn't really have real reasons...the F-it List posted it a while back tho :-) *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i never thought i'd see the day when such an important election would get lost in such foolishness. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;with the recession going on, including excessive gas prices, home foreclosures, extreme job loss, a wacky stock market, etc, you'd THINK people would do a lot more soul searching as to what is more important to them as an american citizen. all of this emotional mess is nothing but a distration and counter-productive to improving the state of the country. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but i have one real question for these people who think they can blackmail obama into doing what they want...which has never been done in us history....ARE YOU PEOPLE EVEN TRULY DEMOCRATS? i don't think i'll ever understand the science behind calling yourself a member of a political party then switching to the POLAR opposite party or not supporting your party over emotions. face it people, she lost. she will not be president in 2008. she will not be vice president in 2008. IT WON'T HAPPEN. i understand you wanted her to win. i understand that you supported her campaign and felt she should have been the dem. candidate...but not enough people agreed with you and she lost. that doesn't make you OR her any less an american. but in reality, everyone can't win. so to take a kindegarten stance, pout and shout because she in fact, did lose...is unnecessary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;no one likes people who aren't team players...this is (what i assume) largely part of the reason was not chosen for VP. and it says a lot that (some of) her supporters are acting this way...the same way she did. when you're losing, cut up, cause a ruckus, act a fool, kick, bite, scratch and scream your way to the top. only she didn't make it to the top and we have more important issues at hand now. you can march, sing, dance, hang from ceilings...but it's over. and more importantl, what do you hold true as a member of progressive society? what do you stand for and support as a voting member of the american mass? again, i am not trying to bash hillary and everyone has the right to support who they want...but the REALITY is that her time is over and she has nothing to gain at this point besides helping to heal the nation from the inside-which i thought was the point. be upset, be hurt that she lost if you are/were her supporter...i was when gore lost...and when kerry lost. also, i just want to say to these people who are insistent upon casting a negative light over this convention and the democratic party in general....if you can flip-flop candidates over frivolous reasons such as your PRIMARY candidate lost, then cupcake, you're not a democrat. you stand for self. and you my dear, will not matter come november. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHAT DO YOU GUYS THINK ABOUT THE PROTESTORS? WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THE PANTSUIT FACTOR STILL OVERSHADOWING THE CONVENTION? HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT THE UPCOMING ELECTION?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-1484128284101326611?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/1484128284101326611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=1484128284101326611' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/1484128284101326611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/1484128284101326611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/08/dnc-or-bust.html' title='DNC or Bust...'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-1591388843568106760</id><published>2008-08-22T10:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T10:27:06.461-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugh'/><title type='text'>Under Construction....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*ugh!* i have having great difficulty doing what i need to do on blogger! whether it's post pics or write comments on people's pages...i'm really going thru some mess here. if blogger is deciding to act like a jerk, then *CURSE YOU, YOU FRIGGIN BLOGGER* (and simultaneously, slashing invisible blogger internal wires and stuff &amp;amp; kicking blogger creator in the shin), if it's my beloved Pinky The Wonder Laptop, then this wench and i are going to have to rumble it out until its fixed. I HATE THIS!!!! so, please do not think PCD is being stank, but i am still reading you guys. just know that if you have a pop-up comment box, i can't access it right now (Jaded, F-it List and others) and comment. loves ya tho! and have a great weekend!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-1591388843568106760?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/1591388843568106760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=1591388843568106760' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/1591388843568106760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/1591388843568106760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/08/under-construction.html' title='Under Construction....'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-2195919271207134143</id><published>2008-08-20T09:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T10:34:03.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>See...What Had Happened Was....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*whew!* i apologize for my absence, for i have been held up with some issues that required my immediate attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blogger is acting afool and i couldn't upload my pics, sorry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;first things first, the dog has been safely returned to his owner in one piece and with minimal emotional scarring....just kidding, lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;now, let me give you some background. i live in a pretty quiet neighborhood, where MOST of us are considerate of each other. but of course, there are a few bad apples that abuse the beauty that is our community. in case you did not know, i have personally taken on the task of being the unofficial neighborhood organizer of events and concerns. it started because someone moved in and started being a nuisance. she had some issues and almost burnt her house down FOUR TIMES!! this was especially upsetting to me because i was her direct neighbor, so if she went up in smoke, there was a good chance i would too depending on if we were home and ho wlong the fire actually burned. come to find out, she had a drinking problem and would pass out while cooking. i did not rest until i petitioned the city and had her removed...she was renting this property so it was somewhat easier than if she was the actual owner. regardless, i was the one who organized the petitions, gathered signatures, made phone calls and had phone conferences/debates to efficiently communicate how urgently we all were displeased. and she got the boot...2 days after thanksgiving last year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;fast forward, here comes another renter to this same property. she's strange, always looks dissheveled and confused and sometimes even wears the same clothes for days. i really didn't care because she was quiet and had no issues that affected anyone else...until last week. PCD was walking around the neighborhood with lil PCD and we almost stepped in dog poo. um, NO FRIGGIN WAY!!! see, the rules are simple...we live in a gated community with landscapers. there are NO PETS until you are an owner. if you are a renter, you may NOT have any pets. if you are an owner and have a dog, you MUST pick up after its poo because if you are caught not doing so, then its trouble. well, what did we have here? little miss new renter has gotten a puppy. and its was her dog's poo. the NERVE of her? but that wasn't even the worst part...i was sitting home doing my thing when i heard a smoke detector nearby...(yes, my windows were up and i have excellent hearing). it was chick next door with the illegal dog. she locked herself out when she went to go walk her pooch and left something cooking. well, i called the fire department and it was handled...but now, i'm gunning for her. how dare you flaunt your illegal dog all outside, let it poo on the sidewalks and not pick it up, then you almost possibly kill me by burning down your place cuz you're out with said dog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so i organized my posse and have my current petition going. i will NOT live around craziness and you get all of one time to endanger me with some stupidity (in which i have to intervene) before i'm ready to get you G-O-N-E!!!!! so i've been pretty busy for the past few days knocking on doors and going to talk with others about these concerns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***HAVE YOU EVER HAD A NEIGHBOR FROM HELL???? WHAT WERE THEY DOING TO DISRUPT THE PEACE??? HOW'D YOU HANDLE IT???***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-2195919271207134143?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/2195919271207134143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=2195919271207134143' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/2195919271207134143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/2195919271207134143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/08/seewhat-had-happened-was.html' title='See...What Had Happened Was....'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-4661936319551013663</id><published>2008-08-14T08:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T10:35:27.193-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inappropriate behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some act-right'/><title type='text'>Let Me Tell You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKNHNulJTDI/AAAAAAAAAz8/GWUXNVv4UCM/s1600-h/nodogs3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234105493102349362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKNHNulJTDI/AAAAAAAAAz8/GWUXNVv4UCM/s400/nodogs3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;...how i am TWO SECONDS from committing a crime. yes, ladies and gentlemen, i'm about to abandon an animal in the woods. what animal you ask? the same friggin dog that was unapologetically thrust upon me last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*sometime yesterday afternoon*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i was quietly celebrating the fact it was the dog's last night at my house. as i was doing so, he started running around dry heaving. so, i quarantined him to one area because as we all know, i'm a germaphobe and i can NOT have him barfing his doggie germs all over the place with a baby running around. plus, thats just gross! i can barely clean up my own kid's vomit...let alone some ranky, stanky dog thats NOT mine and could be infested with who-knows-what. as i did so, he began to scream...not bark....but scream! so much so, that my head began to throb and my eyes hurt. so i was faced with 2 issues....sick nasty, germ infested dog running around deflowering my immaculate home or searing headaches serenaded by dog yelps and screams. herein lies the problem...and the need for me to rent a hummer, chug-a-lug on to the deep woods somewhere and say, "run freeeeeeeeee!!!!!" and to make matters worse, his owner pulled a vanishing act and i couldn't get a hold to her at all. this whole time, she's been soooooooo accessible, but when i needed her for real, she's ghostface-UGH! so in a few short hours, i totally became unraveled and looked like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKNGhupInoI/AAAAAAAAAz0/FhLvm5iYBxQ/s1600-h/nodogs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234104737204838018" style="CURSOR: hand" height="318" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKNGhupInoI/AAAAAAAAAz0/FhLvm5iYBxQ/s400/nodogs2.jpg" width="335" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*ok, back to reality*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i had to make an emergency run to the spa for solace and quiet. but i almost had a breaakdown on the way there because i am not one for confusion and craziness in my home. this dog-sitting fiasco really upset our routine, and our safe haven. it brought in so many germs and noises that i don't think i EVER want to own a dog unless it can have its own room and its own assistant to actually do things for it cuz i SURELY will not! my husband (who is waaaaay nicer than me sometimes) is the one that deterred me from taking the dog and leaving him somewhere)...i wasn't going to leave him in the woods (unless i could have gotten away with it), but i WAS truly going to take him to a kennel and throw him the duece. i can NOT wait to have the floors cleaned and probably a thorough steaming or something for the airborne germs and varmits he probably contributed. DOUBLE UGH!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKNGhnDMVnI/AAAAAAAAAzs/LGtc-iVBi8A/s1600-h/nodogs.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234104735166649970" style="CURSOR: hand" height="293" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKNGhnDMVnI/AAAAAAAAAzs/LGtc-iVBi8A/s400/nodogs.gif" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***I HAVE THOROUGHLY LEARNED MY LESSON AND WILL NEVER HOUSE A DOG AGAIN!! HAVE A GOOD WEEKEND, PRETTY CIRCLERS AND BEWARE OF MANGY DOGS WHO MASCARADE AS SWEET, CUTE, LOVABLE PUPS BUT THAT ARE JUST ITCHING TO BARFITIZE YOUR HOUSE DOWN!***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-4661936319551013663?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/4661936319551013663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=4661936319551013663' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/4661936319551013663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/4661936319551013663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/08/let-me-tell-you.html' title='Let Me Tell You...'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKNHNulJTDI/AAAAAAAAAz8/GWUXNVv4UCM/s72-c/nodogs3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-1884900656414816363</id><published>2008-08-12T10:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T13:23:46.042-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>Just Ask PCD-THE ANSWERS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD9Y8AMtQI/AAAAAAAAAyk/f9ubjpw1hjk/s1600-h/ask1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233461371870164226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD9Y8AMtQI/AAAAAAAAAyk/f9ubjpw1hjk/s400/ask1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so here are the answers to all of the questions asked of me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/16484994957248204069"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Second Sixty-Eight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;Well I would, but I don't wanna be called vulgar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PCD says: well, thank you for obliging the etiquette rules :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02481825775250529786"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Keisha "Kitten" Isaacs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you &amp;amp; your husband meet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: we met during our junior year in college thru a mutual acquaintance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. How did you know he was the one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: When we started doing the cheesiest things...but we didn't think it was cheesy-like taking pics of just our hands holding, or getting up at 3am just to see each other and go back to sleep. then when I cried my eyeballs out when I had to go back home after our first week together (we lived in different states at first)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. If you could descibe motherhood in three words what would they be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: BEST.JOB.EVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. Is the picture on your blog you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: um, nah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. I believe you are an AKA. If so, what is your line name &amp;amp; what position did you hold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD9ZGw8riI/AAAAAAAAAys/6Wn51SeCFzI/s1600-h/ask2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233461374758989346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD9ZGw8riI/AAAAAAAAAys/6Wn51SeCFzI/s400/ask2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PCD says: apAKAlypse/front of the back baby! too fine, numba nine! in front of the tail, in back of the eight...its alright cuz i knew all the haters would hate...admirers-admire, onlookers-look on, its because of this pink and green ya'll are even put on :-) SKEEEEE-WEEEEE! ok, let me stop! shout to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the greek letter organizations!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09733155605753992587"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Queen of My Castle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; said... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. Do you want more children someday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: yes, one more suits me just fine, preferably another princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. Do you work out regularly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: not as I should. I would like 5 days but I usually grind out 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. Do you have a nightly "unwind/relax" routine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: nightly? I wish! But at least once a week I do take a night of insisted solitude in my peace space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. What's your skin care regimen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: my aesthetician has me on a strict regime. I use products from my spa which consist of twice daily cleansing (of course), toning, 2 moisturizers, eye cream, weekly purifying masks and one extra day just for my nose and facials every 4 weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. What do you love most about your husband and little miss? &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD9ZEy4LUI/AAAAAAAAAy0/DSevvZvgc4Y/s1600-h/ask3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233461374230211906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD9ZEy4LUI/AAAAAAAAAy0/DSevvZvgc4Y/s400/ask3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PCD says: I love how my husband is a man’s man. He works hard and he lets me be the princess of everything. He’s very accommodating and will do anything (within the limits of the law) for my happiness. *he also never tells me no, sniggle*&lt;br /&gt;Lil PCD is just a wonder to behold. She was such a beautiful surprise and her spunk makes me smile each and every day. She’s such a mommy’s girl and what I love most about her is…everything! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02844711272109432292"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Miss Mika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; (who clearly disregarded the question max-lol!)said... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. What about motherhood has changed your life the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: the way that it brought out the most selfless efforts I’ve ever accomplished…it has also placed the monumental task of shaping a young mind and I have had to (and continue to) make great changes almost every day. Everything I do is to help her have the best life possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. What did you want to be when you were growing up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: first, a vet…then an artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. Who was your biggest influence growing up outside of your parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: Clair Huxtable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. When you found out you were pregnant, did you want a boy or a girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: at first I didn’t care because I was so shocked to be pregnant I just wanted a healthy kid…but as time went on, I started to silently cheer for a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. What has been the most romantic thing your husband has done for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: make me his wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;6. Most exciting vacation destination?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: st. maarten-I don’t do heat, but I’d stay there forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;7. Who was your first blogging addiction? Why? &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD9ZSGGlEI/AAAAAAAAAy8/nwhA_szxYlQ/s1600-h/ask4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233461377800508482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD9ZSGGlEI/AAAAAAAAAy8/nwhA_szxYlQ/s400/ask4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PCD says: do entertainment sights count? Cuz I first got turned onto blogs thru PinkIsTheNewBlog and i liked reading the funny comments about celebs. mainly the sense of humor on blogs is what drew me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/08154871272162365338"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Dreamy One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;-how old are you mami??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD Says: 29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-why dont you show pic so yourself in posts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: this is my 3rd blog. I’ve done all that before and just wanted to go in a different direction this time. I like the concept of mysticism sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-are you a stay at home mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-what does your hubby do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD9Zr8jOtI/AAAAAAAAAzE/sTGMlDRlENM/s1600-h/ask5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233461384739764946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD9Zr8jOtI/AAAAAAAAAzE/sTGMlDRlENM/s400/ask5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: he is a businessman *implementing mysticism*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-is your hubby african american or caucasian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: he blackish, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/05537743664312801916"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The F$%K it List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; said... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-I know you love movies so what is your all time favorite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: that’s tough because I love so many. If you twisted my arm, I guess I’d have to choose……..i’d say the color purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-R&amp;amp;B Patti Labelle or Gladys knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD Says: Patti-all day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-Are you coming to hang out with the NY bloggers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: I don’t think I’ll be able to…check your email soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-What made you start blogging?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD Says: when I realized that anyone could do it, I realized that (at that specific time) I had such a funny life and I thought someone else would like to read about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-Vacation: Paris or St.Maartin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD-fH699BI/AAAAAAAAAzM/OXo7oNGM7MQ/s1600-h/ask6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233462577660294162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD-fH699BI/AAAAAAAAAzM/OXo7oNGM7MQ/s400/ask6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: that’s tough because I just commented how much I love the island…but paris is all about fashion and French food, so I have to go with PARIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-What is your nationality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: blackish *mysticism again* lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/11639316610856750674"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;12kyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;1. What was your major in college?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD Says: history with a minor in english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. Have you ever played a sport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: yes, basketball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. Parkway or the Turnpike?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD Says: parkway forev!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. If you could kick somebody's ass without going to jail...who would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD Says: the “honorable” Charles Manning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. What hip hop song will make you run over an old lady just to get to the dance floor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Set it Off” by Strafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vy1Ac05hOnc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vy1Ac05hOnc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/16472205121438327860"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Foia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;-why don't u show us what you look like? I went through that in the beg. of my bloging..but I said f it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: see, my answer to DREAMY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-Would you consider yourself booshie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: most times, yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-Where are you from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: the northeast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-What size shoe do you wear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD Says: 9.5 or 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-How is your cousin doing that you don't agree with half of the time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD-fXB31RI/AAAAAAAAAzU/yxNdI7LiNv0/s1600-h/ask6.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233462581715784978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD-fXB31RI/AAAAAAAAAzU/yxNdI7LiNv0/s400/ask6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PCD says: She’s the same hot, ragged mess that weighs heavily on my nerve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09564533523575614747"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Smarty Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. When's your b-day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD Says: I’m cancerian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. If you could be any animal, what would you be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: I’d be a chinchilla…they’re so cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. Is there any single thing that you have done in life that if you could take back you would? What was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: meeting, glancing at, speaking to, becoming involved with and ever acknowledging the existence of an ex. If I could delete him from my life’s story, I’d do it ten times over…even tho I learned a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD-fWvl4GI/AAAAAAAAAzc/txth45blaa8/s1600-h/ask7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233462581639110754" style="CURSOR: hand" height="286" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD-fWvl4GI/AAAAAAAAAzc/txth45blaa8/s400/ask7.jpg" width="331" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: 3 buckets, 4 barrels, 2 tractors full and enough to build a coffin big enough to bury all of those stupid celeb name-meshings like “brangelina”, “chrihanna”, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. Why do the words toes, scrotum and supper make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PCD says: its just the way they sound. I wonder who sat around and decided that they should be words. Like why is a scrotum a scrotum? Why isn’t it a delby? Or why aren’t toes called lalas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/11689638268372975916"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Brown Girl Gumbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;-What city do you live in?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD Says: um, somewhere very relative to yours *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-What's your favorite food?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD says: oooooooooh, toughie! If I HAD to choose, it’d be anything seafood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-What's your favorite color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD-fjZjmNI/AAAAAAAAAzk/SaoLTgHazAY/s1600-h/ask8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233462585036347602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD-fjZjmNI/AAAAAAAAAzk/SaoLTgHazAY/s400/ask8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PCD Says: PINK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Who's blog can you relate to the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCD says: I would have to say BlackAndMarriedWithKids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that was fun! and if you reeeeeeeeeeally want to know what i look like click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-597.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v253/99/103/1290540597/a1290540597_30033969_410.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-597.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v274/99/103/1290540597/s1290540597_30040705_5578.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-1884900656414816363?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/1884900656414816363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=1884900656414816363' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/1884900656414816363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/1884900656414816363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-ask-pcd-answers.html' title='Just Ask PCD-THE ANSWERS!!!!'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SKD9Y8AMtQI/AAAAAAAAAyk/f9ubjpw1hjk/s72-c/ask1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-2595083475962594176</id><published>2008-08-08T08:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T11:00:29.616-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>Just Ask PCD.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i was sitting here this morning, with my mind racing. i have sooooooooo much going on that i am literally all over the place and i couldn't decide what to write about. i wondered what you guys really liked reading about here at The Pretty Circle or about PCD herself. so in true blog-biting fashion, my beautylicious readers may ask anything* of PCD (as long as it is not vulgar). which i know none of my readers would do...but just in case a newcomer stumbles into the circle during this post...voila! i will answer all questions honestly so ask awaaaaaaaaaaaay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh, and i will let this post stay posted until monday so people have a chance to get their questions in and i'll have the answers in a post for tuesday. also, since i'm already getting requests for pics, i &lt;strong&gt;MAY&lt;/strong&gt; post a pic on tuesday morning sometime between 8am-12pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJw_144ezGI/AAAAAAAAAyY/bV7TY-jqMj4/s1600-h/pcd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232127062132575330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJw_144ezGI/AAAAAAAAAyY/bV7TY-jqMj4/s400/pcd1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*5 question maximum per blogger*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-2595083475962594176?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/2595083475962594176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=2595083475962594176' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/2595083475962594176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/2595083475962594176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-ask-pcd.html' title='Just Ask PCD.....'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJw_144ezGI/AAAAAAAAAyY/bV7TY-jqMj4/s72-c/pcd1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-4131946678942151639</id><published>2008-08-07T12:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T12:19:58.785-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hard work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby love'/><title type='text'>A Dog's Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok, so my whole, entire world has been turned upside-down. i don't know my front from my back, my left from my right, or anything. i'm stressed, tired and in desperate need of a nap....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;all because i'm dog-sitting. yes, PCD opened up her big trap and said she'd keep her neighbor's dog for a whole week. and in my mind, i was genuinely excited about the idea because i feel like i want to own a dog one day. because he's old (5 years) and seemingly calm, i thought all would be cool. then i actually took my big-mouthedness a step further and said that i'd let him sleep at my house a FEW days in said week so he won't be crazy lonely. so why when i went to get his instructions for his feedings and stuff, was he packed to stay at my house for the whole week....&lt;strong&gt;dog bed, suitcase, food, dog book, emergency numbers, toys, medicine and all&lt;/strong&gt;. so i calmly tried to let her know i just wanted him to sleep maybe a night or two at our house and she was like "no, he'll be fine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJsf2LTjakI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/6MpFAec-vnE/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231810407729162818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJsf2LTjakI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/6MpFAec-vnE/s400/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;CURSES!!! i always do this. i get myself into situations and sometimes find it hard to just shut stuff down. i mean, she went on and on about how he won't be lonely now and won't have separation issues cuz he'll be with us the whole time, blah, blah. so i was like-whatev. and he has the nerve to be cute!?!?! he's really not bad....its just the extra stuff that is now in my already jam-packed schedule. like, walking him 2 times a day (which was the minimum i expected to be doing), along with feeding, brushing, giving allergy meds, eye drops, ear wipes, bacon treats in the AM, biscuit treats at night, making sure he's not terrifying lil PCD, taking her build-a-bear buddy out from his tug-of-war grasp, keeping him from scratching my doors by putting up baby gates, and keeping him from snatching my baby's food off of her tray. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*le sigh* PCD"s life....is now...a dog's life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHAT'S THE LAST THING YOU'VE FOUND YOURSELF DOING THAT TURNED OUT TO BE MORE THAN YOU ANTICIPATED?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-4131946678942151639?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/4131946678942151639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=4131946678942151639' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/4131946678942151639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/4131946678942151639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/08/dogs-life.html' title='A Dog&apos;s Life...'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJsf2LTjakI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/6MpFAec-vnE/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-606696254825298633</id><published>2008-08-06T10:19:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T10:49:49.598-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Not-So-Likely Friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;...in your head. this may resemble &lt;a href="http://the12planet.blogspot.com/2008/08/main-attraction_05.html"&gt;12kyle's post yesterday &lt;/a&gt;about being attracted to people that typically you wouldn't dare think about in that way. well, this post is about friends that you think you'd like to have that are not as obvious. i did a post a while back about people you'd like to know, but they were pretty much along the lines of your typical and usual interests. this all popped in my mind because of my current obsession with tori spelling and her show, tori &amp;amp; dean: home sweet hollywood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJm4_gRo0LI/AAAAAAAAAyA/22YhGoYZRU4/s1600-h/tori.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231415843302723762" style="WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" height="134" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJm4_gRo0LI/AAAAAAAAAyA/22YhGoYZRU4/s400/tori.jpg" width="444" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJm4_l0Ru7I/AAAAAAAAAyI/Raw_04mSlpY/s1600-h/tori2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231415844790188978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJm4_l0Ru7I/AAAAAAAAAyI/Raw_04mSlpY/s400/tori2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i know, i know. how unlikely? but besides enjoying the show, i feel like tori spelling and i could be friends. she's so unaware and charming. and seeing her show really opened up another side to her. she's worlds away from the presumed snobby, money-mongering hollywood heifer she used to portray. since getting married (again) and popping out 2 kids, she seems so...normal. and i enjoy having her as a friend in my head. so........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHO IS A FRIEND IN YOUR HEAD THAT SEEMS SO UNLIKELY?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-606696254825298633?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/606696254825298633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=606696254825298633' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/606696254825298633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/606696254825298633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/08/not-so-likely-friends.html' title='Not-So-Likely Friends...'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJm4_gRo0LI/AAAAAAAAAyA/22YhGoYZRU4/s72-c/tori.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-8012706763950917371</id><published>2008-08-05T12:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:04.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction Anonymous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJh-UT0CJ4I/AAAAAAAAAxo/au2_xPJSpiM/s1600-h/starbucks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231069854571833218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJh-UT0CJ4I/AAAAAAAAAxo/au2_xPJSpiM/s400/starbucks1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i have a confession to make...i'm addicted to starbucks. i know, the shame...oh, the shame! how can i continue to indulge in these pricey caffeine-riddled sugary cups of deliciousness on a frequent basis? its simple...i love it. they call my name. and whats worse...if i am in an unfamiliar place...i'll search for one thru my navigation. its like my crack. it calms me. it soothes me. it tells me everything is a-ok. my fave drink of choice is the tall 2% sugar free vanilla latte with 2 splendas. and CURSES! i tasted the iced lemon cake last week and now, my eyeballs water at the thought of its lemony goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJh-UeKS_iI/AAAAAAAAAxw/LXw32Dn8OEw/s1600-h/starbucks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231069857349565986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJh-UeKS_iI/AAAAAAAAAxw/LXw32Dn8OEw/s400/starbucks2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and i don't even LIKE lemon cake. my mum took offense to this because she makes a homemade lemon cake with the same icing that people seem to rave about, but i hate it. but not starbucks lemon cake...i love it and it loves me. there's a spell on me. those coffee beans must be magical... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE UNNECCESARY THING TO INDULGE IN?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-8012706763950917371?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8012706763950917371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=8012706763950917371' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/8012706763950917371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/8012706763950917371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/08/addiction-anonymous.html' title='Addiction Anonymous'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJh-UT0CJ4I/AAAAAAAAAxo/au2_xPJSpiM/s72-c/starbucks1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-5851193580805366972</id><published>2008-08-04T07:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T07:30:00.525-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some act-right'/><title type='text'>Embarrassment Personified</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;as we all know, i love reality tv. i watch a show on the WE channel called bridezillas. and last night a woman named brandi was featured. brandi is from texas and her accent is reeeeeeeeeeally thick. but it was her dollar-store taste that made this episode hilarious. check her out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="flashObj0" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="291" width="388" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="10266"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="7699"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" 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src="http://admin.brightcove.com/viewer/federated_f8.swf?flashId=flashObj0&amp;servicesURL=http://services.brightcove.com/services&amp;viewerSecureGatewayURL=https://services.brightcove.com/services/amfgateway&amp;cdnURL=http://admin.brightcove.com&amp;videoId=1675940104&amp;autoStart=false&amp;preloadBackColor=#FFFFFF&amp;wmode=transparent&amp;adServerURL=http://ad.doubleclick.net/pfadx/rainbow.video.we/video&amp;width=388&amp;height=291&amp;playerId=1435443643&amp;externalAds=false&amp;sendReports=false&amp;buildNumber=13&amp;ranNum=3614896120000000" base="http://admin.brightcove.com/viewer/" quality="high" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" allowscriptaccess="always" name="flashObj0" width="388" height="291" wmode="transparent" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" swliveconnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she never ceased to amaze me....from requesting a vagina-shaped grooms cake, implementing a booty dance for herself and her bridal party at the reception, her obsession with fried chicken (even while at the spa), and of course, her request for monetary contributions from her guests. i was embarrassed for her, but i was on the floor laughing nonetheless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO AN EVENT WHERE THE GOINGS-ON EVEN MADE YOU (A GUEST) EMBARRASSED?  NAME SOME FOOLISHNESS THAT YOU WERE WITNESS TO THAT REALLY ENDED UP BEING HILARIOUS!***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-5851193580805366972?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/5851193580805366972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=5851193580805366972' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/5851193580805366972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/5851193580805366972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/08/embarrassment-personified.html' title='Embarrassment Personified'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-7890769617483882335</id><published>2008-08-01T08:32:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:05.596-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>PCD IS BAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;au revoir my darlings! i've missed you so! i will share with you just a snippet of pics from my holiday and a funny story. its friday so it'll be light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;a shot of some palm trees...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMD0qgD4DI/AAAAAAAAAw4/MZxxACR6Jdc/s1600-h/summer+holiday+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229527795604119602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMD0qgD4DI/AAAAAAAAAw4/MZxxACR6Jdc/s400/summer+holiday+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;some demonic spider spinning his possessed web...isn't that design funky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMDSKgATjI/AAAAAAAAAwg/QWFFtxtnxhA/s1600-h/summer+holiday+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229527202898398770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMDSKgATjI/AAAAAAAAAwg/QWFFtxtnxhA/s400/summer+holiday+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok, me and these little guys are NOT friends. there were a ka-zillion of them and they jump around like spider monkeys on crack. just from everywhere...from buildings, bushes, whatever. and they always wait until you're close until they make their presence known-BLEH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMD0RPF26I/AAAAAAAAAww/dSvi6xCyTgw/s1600-h/summer+holiday+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229527788822059938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMD0RPF26I/AAAAAAAAAww/dSvi6xCyTgw/s400/summer+holiday+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i just thought these were beautiful. they lined the walkway up to our villa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMD1bAYTgI/AAAAAAAAAxI/giDNTEgSGcU/s1600-h/summer+holiday+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229527808624578050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMD1bAYTgI/AAAAAAAAAxI/giDNTEgSGcU/s400/summer+holiday+080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;this was our backyard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMD13FV7DI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Q8TXVie_K7M/s1600-h/summer+holiday+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229527816161586226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMD13FV7DI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Q8TXVie_K7M/s400/summer+holiday+084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;this was our enclosed pool. AH! privacy is a beautiful thing. it was so relaxing. i never did seem to catch a pic when the waterfall was on tho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMDSftbXQI/AAAAAAAAAwo/4zHW1vkbVu8/s1600-h/summer+holiday+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229527208591842562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMDSftbXQI/AAAAAAAAAwo/4zHW1vkbVu8/s400/summer+holiday+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;this was our pool at night. SEXY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMD1BQmMPI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Er_SOIICTTQ/s1600-h/summer+holiday+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229527801713275122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMD1BQmMPI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Er_SOIICTTQ/s400/summer+holiday+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i just liked the fans. they looked so....cool &amp;amp; tropical, lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMEBmvi9kI/AAAAAAAAAxY/R3OYOXBhzmE/s1600-h/summer+holiday+082.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229528017933628994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMEBmvi9kI/AAAAAAAAAxY/R3OYOXBhzmE/s400/summer+holiday+082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;my sexy bed. what some good lighting and netting does....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMECM_g-iI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Kc2GeONVlC8/s1600-h/summer+holiday+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229528028201155106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMECM_g-iI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Kc2GeONVlC8/s400/summer+holiday+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and just for a small dose of cuteness, here's lil' PCD having fun at some gosh-awful place i found for kids to run around in...she had fun so it was cool, but i am still struggling with disdain for other people's children...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMDRbip3dI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/JcfOwcgCvSo/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229527190293044690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMDRbip3dI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/JcfOwcgCvSo/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so we had a great time. i seem to only be in pics with a bathing suit on, so that will absolutely NOT be displayed,lol!! i am totally relaxed, even tho being back home kinda threw us back into our crazy busy schedule so my head is starting to spin again. otherwise, we had a great time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so i was walkig around the store minding my own business. i had lil' PCD with me of course and this older woman starting jumping up and down shouting how cute she was. i thanked her for her (over)excitement and kept walking away. at this point i was at least 50 feet away from her when she shouts to me..."YOU SHOULD HAVE JUST BEEN AT THIS STORE I WAS IN. YA KNOW, I'M WHITE AND YOU'RE BLACK (duh!) AND THERE WAS THIS LADY STANDING IN FRONT OF ME TALKING ABOUT THE BLACK PEOPLE AND I JUST FELT MY FIST BALL UP!! YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN THERE!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok, i really had to laugh out loud at the ignorance of her statement. first and foremost...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-why are you shouting so loudly in public?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-why did you feel it necessary to give me a brief synopsis on what you observe to be my race....maybe you thought i woke up that morning and forgot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-who exactly are THE black people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-WHY, oh why do you feel i should have been there? my skin tone does not make me the ambassador, army, defense team, or mouthpiece for ALL black people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-and what, my dear, would you have been expecting me to do if i HAD been there? like i was just going to launch into spider monkey attack mode on her or something and you would have loved to be entertained with such buffoonery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-why am i still walking away and hearing you shouting about God making everyone and she was such an _____ for saying that and you want to go back and sock her in her racist eye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i tell you...some people are just funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***I'VE MISSED YOU GUYS AND I'M GOING TO TRY TO GET BACK INTO THE SWING OF THINGS....IF I'VE MISSED SOMETHING, FEEL FREE TO LEAVE ME A NOTE IN THE COMMENTS CUZ IT'S REALLY HARD TRYING TO GET CAUGHT UP 2 WEEKS WITH ALL OF YOU GUYS, BUT I'M TRYING...(MWAH!)**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-7890769617483882335?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/7890769617483882335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=7890769617483882335' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/7890769617483882335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/7890769617483882335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/08/pcd-is-baaaaaaaaaaaaaack.html' title='PCD IS BAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SJMD0qgD4DI/AAAAAAAAAw4/MZxxACR6Jdc/s72-c/summer+holiday+059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-1842829389643173877</id><published>2008-07-14T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:05.870-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Going On Holiday....Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHqs3e-IalI/AAAAAAAAAv4/KLIgHTcL-PY/s1600-h/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222676787095956050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHqs3e-IalI/AAAAAAAAAv4/KLIgHTcL-PY/s400/beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;hi wonderful pretty circlers! PCD is going on holiday for two weeks....sooooooooooo, i shall not be posting, but i will read and comment at your spots when i can. i will be back on AUGUST 1 so don't forget about me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHqtpUDTJiI/AAAAAAAAAwA/gJdXTM5HEFs/s1600-h/august.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222677643158300194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHqtpUDTJiI/AAAAAAAAAwA/gJdXTM5HEFs/s400/august.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;have fun and sprinkle prettiness all around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-1842829389643173877?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/1842829389643173877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=1842829389643173877' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/1842829389643173877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/1842829389643173877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/07/going-on-holidayagain.html' title='Going On Holiday....Again!'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHqs3e-IalI/AAAAAAAAAv4/KLIgHTcL-PY/s72-c/beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-3785767153796405208</id><published>2008-07-10T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:06.201-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inappropriate behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shame on you'/><title type='text'>Open Letter To REVEREND Jesse Jackson:</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;**please excuse my vernacular, for a lot of it is related to direct quotes, nonetheless inappropriate**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHV7VlmoT1I/AAAAAAAAAvo/0LtamG4Bi9A/s1600-h/jesse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221214953807564626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHV7VlmoT1I/AAAAAAAAAvo/0LtamG4Bi9A/s400/jesse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dearest messy jesse,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/07/09/jesse.jackson.comment/index.html"&gt;this is in response to your foolish behavior &amp;amp; comment being expopsed yesterday&lt;/a&gt;. i hope this letter finds you in good health and with your nuts in tact...being that you want to cut barack obama's "nuts off." i wouldn't want you to suffer in such a way...even after your extra-marital affair in which you created a child a few years back. no, that's not a reason to go ball cutting all willy-nilly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHV7V8iPCpI/AAAAAAAAAvw/T5MXSZlRjuM/s1600-h/jesse2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221214959963146898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHV7V8iPCpI/AAAAAAAAAvw/T5MXSZlRjuM/s400/jesse2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i do wonder why such hostility? you SAY its because barack obama has been "talking down to black people." but jesse, let's keep it real honey. that's not it. you're bitter. be honest. you're mad because you couldn't get half as far in your presidential campaign. you're mad that you're a friggin joke...you have the word "reverend" in front of your name...but look at how you act. and for those reasons, not many take you seriously...unless its time to shuck and jive, crying foul. in that case, people call you so you can look silly jumping up and down about everything and watching that wonky eye of yours twitter about.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well messy, you've messed up royally now. your hypocrisy has reached new lengths. let me first say that perhaps you should stop babying black folks and hold them to accountability...just as barack obama had been trying to do...especially black fathers. WHOOPS! accountability isn't your cup of tea, now is it? you speak about talking down to black people, but you lied to black people. you cheated on black people. you abused your power and position and became an adulterer and absentee father. is that how you build up black folks? is that your way of investing in the black community? well, i'll pass on your charity penis and old man sperm. thats not an investment that interests me. neither is your rhetoric, rhymefest poems and overkill of the once-impactful "march."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you my dear are wonky...and so is that eye. focus your one good eye on not being such a judmental p---k, REVEREND.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sincerely,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one who opposes noice-making negroes with empty actions, wayward weiners and jealous hearts a.k.a. PCD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-3785767153796405208?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/3785767153796405208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=3785767153796405208' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/3785767153796405208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/3785767153796405208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/07/open-letter-to-reverend-jesse-jackson.html' title='Open Letter To REVEREND Jesse Jackson:'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHV7VlmoT1I/AAAAAAAAAvo/0LtamG4Bi9A/s72-c/jesse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-6007404152541123254</id><published>2008-07-09T07:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:06.660-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my gripes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='low-class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inappropriate behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some act-right'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Movie Manners</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHSoJu79jEI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/8fFHdN0WKGM/s1600-h/manners1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220982753201065026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHSoJu79jEI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/8fFHdN0WKGM/s400/manners1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;UGH! this was the sound i made as i sat and tried to watch HANCOCK the other night. i always try NOT to sit relatively close to anyone and my mum and i had found the perfect seats, not too close, not too far, centrally located with people dispersed at a comfortable distance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHSoJt2tmgI/AAAAAAAAAvY/OayXraotdlI/s1600-h/manners2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220982752910612994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHSoJt2tmgI/AAAAAAAAAvY/OayXraotdlI/s400/manners2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so of course, you could imagine my chagrin when a portly man who looked like he just rolled out of his bed wearing yesterday's clothes squeezed himself into MY aisle. he huffed and puffed and sat on down. then began his eating....*stomach turning* he crunched so loudly, and hand shuffled his candies like he was about to roll dice. then he'd turn the candy box upside down and shake them into his mouth making this rumbling noise....oh, and he'd hit the bottom of the box like a drum so as not to miss the most microscopic of crumbs. every time he did something, i'd just look at him like he was crazy. but it got worse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHSoJzsQUCI/AAAAAAAAAvg/VtAxFlPiDyg/s1600-h/manners3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220982754477363234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHSoJzsQUCI/AAAAAAAAAvg/VtAxFlPiDyg/s400/manners3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;he started burping...not belching, but BURPING! like a freight train...and it was continuous. after the 7th one, i was said, "REALLY? you're for real? this is a public theater, not your home!" his girlfriend sat up and looked at me like i was insane, but at this point i didn't care. if either one of them were gonna get tough, then whatever-whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i am so sick of being at public places with nasty people. seriously, is it too much to ask that you act like you weren't raised by pigs for a couple of hours? like when me and lil PCD were at her music &amp;amp; dance class....two kids kept licking the drums that kids were trying to beat. they were so gross, lil PCD just backed up and stared at them like the hogs they were and gave up on trying to make music. and their mother was just chillin! not saying a word.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHAT'S A RECENT NASTY OR RUDE ENCOUNTER YOU'VE HAD WITH SOMEONE OR AT SOME PLACE?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-6007404152541123254?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6007404152541123254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=6007404152541123254' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/6007404152541123254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/6007404152541123254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/07/movie-manners.html' title='Movie Manners'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHSoJu79jEI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/8fFHdN0WKGM/s72-c/manners1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-5155879430654547355</id><published>2008-07-08T07:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:06.934-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inappropriate behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some act-right'/><title type='text'>OH MAN!!! PCD is About To Jack Up Somebody's Kid!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHNXotGA-lI/AAAAAAAAAvI/JPZhi2oTDk8/s1600-h/mad2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220612749863746130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHNXotGA-lI/AAAAAAAAAvI/JPZhi2oTDk8/s320/mad2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my blood is BOILING!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let me tell you what happened....lil PCD is currently enrolled in group classes, those being music &amp;amp; dance, along with gymnastics. all was well in the world. the summer session started a few weeks back and she was bumped up one age group for this semester. this group has a few slightly older kids. on the first day this little brat named *chad was standing by the ball bin and as my baby walked by to get a ball, he hauled off and slapped her on her back-HARD! she stopped dead in her tracks and looked like-WTF!?! as i've stated, we don't hit/spank her, so she is not in the habit of having ANYONE put their hands on her. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHNXoViNYII/AAAAAAAAAvA/nCk52sKNr6w/s1600-h/mad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220612743539548290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHNXoViNYII/AAAAAAAAAvA/nCk52sKNr6w/s320/mad1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after he did this, i was rushing over about to do lord-knows-what. his mother saw me and she yanked him up, slapped him and sent him in another direction. altho i was still mad, i shook it off. the following week, here comes chad again, this time he slapped her on her torso. i shouted "get away from her!," as his mother came to get him. after class, the teacher gives the kids stamps on their hands, so as lil PCD was coming back to me...some other little boy named *raul was sitting in his mother's lap, having his shoes put on. as she passed them he slapped her in her face. I LOST IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i stood up and screamed. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH THESE KIDS!?!?!" LET ME LEAVE HERE BEFORE I PUT MY HANDS ON SOMEBODY AND THEN IT WILL ALL BE OVER!" and i stormed out. but i was so upset that i sat in my car and cried for a minute. the look on her face was so crushing. she had no idea why and what was going on. when he slapped her in her face, she just had this expression of utter confusion and devastation...it broke my heart....so there came the tears. i don't play that with my kid. i don't care WHO you are, if you put your hands on my kid, its going to be a problem-FOR YOU! so i called the teacher and went off on him and told him how i would tear that place up if one more little urchin touched her. so the following class (which was last week), he made a general announcement about how the parents must supervise their kids and if they get out of hand habitually, they'd be asked to leave the class. no one was singled out. but as class went on, chad's mother made the remark, "chad, put your hands down before you hit somebody and that be &lt;strong&gt;another&lt;/strong&gt; issue" with a VERY sarcastic tone. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was not there because i had an extremely important appointment, so my mum took her, she just told me of this smart mouthed wench. so you KNOW i'm about to light it up this week, right? &lt;strong&gt;oh, it's about to be a misunderstanding in there&lt;/strong&gt;. but the one thing i DID notice was that she smacks her kid....and he's a smacker. smacking my kid is gonna get him and his mother in a bad place....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;***HOW WOULD YOU HANDLE THIS?***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-5155879430654547355?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/5155879430654547355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=5155879430654547355' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/5155879430654547355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/5155879430654547355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-man-pcd-is-about-to-jack-up.html' title='OH MAN!!! PCD is About To Jack Up Somebody&apos;s Kid!!'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHNXotGA-lI/AAAAAAAAAvI/JPZhi2oTDk8/s72-c/mad2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-3715993438176845725</id><published>2008-07-07T08:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:07.712-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Which One...Pick One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hey peoples! how was your holiday? i think i gained 2 pounds and that friggin cheesecake will be the death of me-UGH! i feel fatter even thinking about it. anyhoo, i hope yours was fab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;now, i was thinking about something...if i could be in a movie...which one would i pick? i tried not to think too hard about it because there are a gazillion movies that i like. sooooooo, the first one i thought of was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;MO' BETTER BLUES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHFuTBxpVhI/AAAAAAAAAug/RkIE81r33b0/s1600-h/mov1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220074716272350738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHFuTBxpVhI/AAAAAAAAAug/RkIE81r33b0/s400/mov1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHFuTAicSMI/AAAAAAAAAuo/v1xOuX_WIA0/s1600-h/mov2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220074715940145346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHFuTAicSMI/AAAAAAAAAuo/v1xOuX_WIA0/s400/mov2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i just think jazz clibs are so sexy. and that daggone bleek gilliam! (bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeep) lawd, hold my mule! this movie had culture, history, talent, family, friends and fighting...but all ended well...and it's not too far from reality. its totally believable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;now, what movie would i NOT want to be in? that would have to be the color purple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHFuTcA68yI/AAAAAAAAAuw/7zB-PHf6Qps/s1600-h/mov3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220074723315741474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHFuTcA68yI/AAAAAAAAAuw/7zB-PHf6Qps/s400/mov3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHFuTnHrzGI/AAAAAAAAAu4/HCz2NUmXdhE/s1600-h/mov4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220074726296898658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHFuTnHrzGI/AAAAAAAAAu4/HCz2NUmXdhE/s400/mov4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;none of the women really had it together. shug was talented and semi-famous...but she was a whore with the nasty woman's disease. sophia was like a welfare mother who did prison time and ended up with a cock eye, and celie was....celie. no explanation needed. then factor in the facts that there was no air conditioning, loads of manual labor and a crap load of kids!?!?! oh, i wouldn't have made it passed age 7. nettie had it the best...but she was no where near her family and she had to go all the way to africa to achieve something. the scene when her and celie were separated is enough to make my eyes bleed. its so heart wrenching!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHAT ABOUT YOU? WHAT MOVIE WOULD YOU &lt;strong&gt;WANT&lt;/strong&gt; TO BE IN? AND WHICH ONE WOULD YOU &lt;strong&gt;NOT WANT&lt;/strong&gt; TO BE IN? WHY AND WHY NOT?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-3715993438176845725?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/3715993438176845725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=3715993438176845725' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/3715993438176845725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/3715993438176845725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/07/which-onepick-one.html' title='Which One...Pick One'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SHFuTBxpVhI/AAAAAAAAAug/RkIE81r33b0/s72-c/mov1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-4191916673732197032</id><published>2008-07-02T07:25:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:08.754-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>I's Been Tagged Again! (***Music Links &amp; Vids ADDED***)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://dreamcop08.blogspot.com/"&gt;dreamy &lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://randomishnycsarcasm.blogspot.com/"&gt;F-it &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://poetrynoir.blogspot.com/"&gt;foia&lt;/a&gt;. i love getting tagged so here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"List seven songs that you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now, shaping your spring/summer. Post these instructions in your blog along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. "You Will Rise" by Sweetback (link to listen: click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Il12dG3f8Tw"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGtsAqkimtI/AAAAAAAAAt4/u-SdVj4NA_A/s1600-h/tag3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218383351922203346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGtsAqkimtI/AAAAAAAAAt4/u-SdVj4NA_A/s400/tag3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. "Baby I'm Scared Of You" by Womack &amp;amp; Womack (video below, take a listen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGtsApNsvoI/AAAAAAAAAuA/CdGww2pfL9g/s1600-h/tag4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218383351557963394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGtsApNsvoI/AAAAAAAAAuA/CdGww2pfL9g/s400/tag4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SwZRcfFjC8k&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SwZRcfFjC8k&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. "Sorry" by Noel Gourdin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. "Viva La Vida" by Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2VNTZZKdfNU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2VNTZZKdfNU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. "Love" by Rosey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGtsAqLL0GI/AAAAAAAAAuI/xs8Dbb8km0g/s1600-h/tag5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218383351815852130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGtsAqLL0GI/AAAAAAAAAuI/xs8Dbb8km0g/s400/tag5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i realy love the koop remix to this song, which some of you my recognize from the opening credits of the movie "something new" with sanaa lathan and simon baker. i couldn't find a link for that one tho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZyHHDuzs5cc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZyHHDuzs5cc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;6. "How Come" by Ray LaMontagne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGtsAZvDEEI/AAAAAAAAAto/9uDi4buVn34/s1600-h/tag1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218383347402870850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGtsAZvDEEI/AAAAAAAAAto/9uDi4buVn34/s400/tag1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gPBdVjaTcQs&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gPBdVjaTcQs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;7. "Da Art Of Storytellin' PT. 4" by Andre 3000/DJ Drama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGtsJ33jUcI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/R61xs516S3k/s1600-h/tag6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218383510110425538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGtsJ33jUcI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/R61xs516S3k/s400/tag6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yGZVqdiYL1M&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yGZVqdiYL1M&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and i threw in 3 more to make it a nice round, even nimber of 10. let's call them bonus songs...and i play them a lot as well :-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"I Belong To You" by Lenny Kravitz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGtsJ1HpOPI/AAAAAAAAAuY/k9blhvSPWeI/s1600-h/tag7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218383509372614898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGtsJ1HpOPI/AAAAAAAAAuY/k9blhvSPWeI/s400/tag7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V0QeD8weYwg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V0QeD8weYwg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Help Me" by Joni Mitchell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kdmFi1C8BKo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kdmFi1C8BKo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Crush" by Zhane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGtsAbBZEOI/AAAAAAAAAtw/mCNynIxxfvU/s1600-h/tag2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218383347748245730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGtsAbBZEOI/AAAAAAAAAtw/mCNynIxxfvU/s400/tag2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EUg0u1Ul25Y&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EUg0u1Ul25Y&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i won't tag anyone cuz a lot of people have done it, cus some just aren't tag-lovers (ahem, EB!)lol, but if you want to do it, feel free and let me know so i can check out your list! otherwise, i'll chill...and just ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***DO YOU LIKE ANY OF MY SONGS? DO YOU HATE ANY OF MY SONGS?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-4191916673732197032?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/4191916673732197032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=4191916673732197032' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/4191916673732197032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/4191916673732197032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/07/is-been-tagged-again.html' title='I&apos;s Been Tagged Again! (***Music Links &amp; Vids ADDED***)'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGtsAqkimtI/AAAAAAAAAt4/u-SdVj4NA_A/s72-c/tag3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-271104840134227729</id><published>2008-07-01T08:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:08.965-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Your Plan For The 4th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i don't really make a big deal out of the 4th of july, but because its a holiday, most seem to be excited about it...or at least about having the day off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyhoo, my parentals are going to have some type of shindig and i feel like i need to contribute something. my contribution will be lemon souffle cheesecake with blueberry sauce. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGoqTpM6rjI/AAAAAAAAAtg/Xe538APX_Hs/s1600-h/bcheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218029635228053042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGoqTpM6rjI/AAAAAAAAAtg/Xe538APX_Hs/s400/bcheese.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and YES, i will be using the wonderful blueberries we picked this weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHAT ARE YOU CONTRIBUTING TO THE 4TH OF JULY GATHERING YOU'LL BE ATTENDING?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-271104840134227729?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/271104840134227729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=271104840134227729' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/271104840134227729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/271104840134227729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/07/your-plan-for-4th.html' title='Your Plan For The 4th'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGoqTpM6rjI/AAAAAAAAAtg/Xe538APX_Hs/s72-c/bcheese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-984930688215271627</id><published>2008-06-30T08:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:10.796-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>This Weekend Was A Blast (Pic Post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;YAY! me, my mum  and lil' PCD had a great time this weekend...did you? i took baby to the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blueberry bash&lt;/span&gt; and even tho it was 3 skillion degrees outside (and i'm sooooooo not an outdoorsy type), we had so much fun! check it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg1vDLPTrI/AAAAAAAAAtU/FLrQ0IkDhf0/s1600-h/bb4.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217479250731290290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg1vDLPTrI/AAAAAAAAAtU/FLrQ0IkDhf0/s400/bb4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;this place was so country and cute! they had all these dogs and cats that belonged to the owners that were lounging around. i loved the signs and sights of fresh greenery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg0pkjwhxI/AAAAAAAAAsc/w5bWwQymSVs/s1600-h/blueberry+bash+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217478057101657874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg0pkjwhxI/AAAAAAAAAsc/w5bWwQymSVs/s400/blueberry+bash+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;we met one of the cats on our way out of the little store...lil PCD just had to get up close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg0qaexYKI/AAAAAAAAAss/pyR7RMXdnpo/s1600-h/blueberry+bash+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217478071576256674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg0qaexYKI/AAAAAAAAAss/pyR7RMXdnpo/s400/blueberry+bash+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;then onto blueberry picking we went! after showing baby which berries were ripe, she remembered and got really good at spotting ripe ones among the unripe ones without any assistance from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg0qMhbrRI/AAAAAAAAAsk/YiTik2TezEA/s1600-h/blueberry+bash+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217478067829320978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg0qMhbrRI/AAAAAAAAAsk/YiTik2TezEA/s400/blueberry+bash+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and she put them into her bucket with no problems...she was so excited to be doing this by herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg1UgI8X2I/AAAAAAAAAtM/Igr8YCDrR40/s1600-h/blueberry+bash+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217478794649821026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg1UgI8X2I/AAAAAAAAAtM/Igr8YCDrR40/s400/blueberry+bash+067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg1TWN1WkI/AAAAAAAAAs8/uMAVgT9siGI/s1600-h/blueberry+bash+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;they had a country little band there too...of course, lil PCD loves music &amp;amp; her taste has yet to become discriminatory so she thought they were awesome-lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg0qqKSjNI/AAAAAAAAAs0/VCIohgnOEYM/s1600-h/blueberry+bash+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217478075785317586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg0qqKSjNI/AAAAAAAAAs0/VCIohgnOEYM/s400/blueberry+bash+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;then we found some geese to feed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg0pS_-FrI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Jj3xN_plT0U/s1600-h/bb3.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217478052388148914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg0pS_-FrI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Jj3xN_plT0U/s400/bb3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and she even rode her first pony! all was well until 3/4 of the way around, our pony stopped dead in her tracks and wouldn't budge even after being pulled by the stable girl. after about 30 seconds of resisting, she began to pee this huge stream of loud pee...and to make matters worse, she pooted! i really had no idea that animals had audible gas issues. it was like a thunder clap! and once that happened, lil PCD was so over the ride, she screamed and reached for me, begging to get up...how gross to end up getting the pony with gas-bleh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg1TWN1WkI/AAAAAAAAAs8/uMAVgT9siGI/s1600-h/blueberry+bash+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217478774806108738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg1TWN1WkI/AAAAAAAAAs8/uMAVgT9siGI/s400/blueberry+bash+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i loved how these colors looked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg1UBQuP-I/AAAAAAAAAtE/tXizaorYlKg/s1600-h/blueberry+bash+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217478786360950754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGg1UBQuP-I/AAAAAAAAAtE/tXizaorYlKg/s400/blueberry+bash+066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;these flowers were gorgeous! they were huge and i just had to get a shot of them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;as you can see, we had a blast and i think i lost about 3 pounds after sweating like a pig. i got a bit of a tan and a ton of blueberries and had a sugar fit after drinking 3 apple cider slushes and a blueberry iced tea.. so, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;***WHAT YOU'D DO THIS WEEKEND?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-984930688215271627?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/984930688215271627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=984930688215271627' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/984930688215271627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-5820599304263104771</id><published>2008-06-26T12:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:12.387-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>You, My Dear, Are W-A-C-K!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i've been seeing some of the movie ads for new and upcoming films...and some of them are sooooooooo wack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;take for instance...MEET DAVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPHgTw9YCI/AAAAAAAAArM/5VnvoMfxIes/s1600-h/wack2.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216232151300530210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPHgTw9YCI/AAAAAAAAArM/5VnvoMfxIes/s400/wack2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;this looks a hot, tranny, unfunny robotic mess. and good luck to gabrielle union for signing onto such a dumb looking movie. and i'm worried for eddie...it seems as if his comedic view is off or something because he has yet to recapture his days of old, when he was truly funny without acting so stupidly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyhoo, i started thinking about just a few (cuz there are so many) movies that i;ve seen that were the PITS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;THE LOVE GURU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPHgjU0INI/AAAAAAAAArU/lECOC78i5Hs/s1600-h/wack3.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216232155477450962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPHgjU0INI/AAAAAAAAArU/lECOC78i5Hs/s400/wack3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;**mike, stop it. every character, wig and moustache you throw on does not make you funny***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;THE STRANGERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPHhKpfIgI/AAAAAAAAArc/m0FUZJwht7Y/s1600-h/wack4.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216232166033138178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPHhKpfIgI/AAAAAAAAArc/m0FUZJwht7Y/s400/wack4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;**the strangers...who wrote this? the senior citizen committee of the emotionally disturbed? zzzzzzzzz**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;KICKIN' IT OLD SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPHhRLy3vI/AAAAAAAAArk/g3M45ik2FGs/s1600-h/wack5.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216232167787650802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPHhRLy3vI/AAAAAAAAArk/g3M45ik2FGs/s400/wack5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;**jamie kennedy has never been that funny, but how he was allowed to keep making movies (see: malibu's most wanted) is beyond me**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;TROPIC THUNDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPHysRE0pI/AAAAAAAAArs/qHq2hQZJ9tQ/s1600-h/wack6.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216232467115332242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPHysRE0pI/AAAAAAAAArs/qHq2hQZJ9tQ/s400/wack6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;**ok, so i know that robert downey jr is not technically in blackface and that hes playing character that disguised himself as black....but i can't get with it. what is this, soul man '08?**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;THE ADVENTURES OF PLUTO NASH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPHzMZhcTI/AAAAAAAAAr0/u-gJV8rZmDk/s1600-h/wack7.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216232475740696882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPHzMZhcTI/AAAAAAAAAr0/u-gJV8rZmDk/s400/wack7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;***eddie, i have no words honey**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;THE LEGEND OF BAGGER VANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPHzJvVinI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DVViIyfszYE/s1600-h/wack8.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216232475026885234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPHzJvVinI/AAAAAAAAAr8/DVViIyfszYE/s400/wack8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;**um, i think this was hollywood's attempt to wipe out will's shining stardom cuz this movie is an atrocity covered in hot garbage...thankfuly, he came to his sense later**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;CROSSROADS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPH15gD48I/AAAAAAAAAsE/9N8fHH66-us/s1600-h/wack9.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216232522207454146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPH15gD48I/AAAAAAAAAsE/9N8fHH66-us/s400/wack9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;**maybe this movie is the real reason britney spears lost her mind? just a thought...**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;METEOR MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPH2IOBBfI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ktFtnsDiGEU/s1600-h/wack10.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216232526158300658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPH2IOBBfI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ktFtnsDiGEU/s400/wack10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;**the silliness is endless in this movie...from the blonde-haired man gang and the eddie griffin sidekick-gone-wild...this should have justs stayed in someone's dreams of being a superhero**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**and just for fun, the tv series BLADE. UGH!!!! someone, please pass me a blade to scoop my eyeballs out with!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPHflZ64AI/AAAAAAAAArE/geSfKH83Y78/s1600-h/wack1.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216232138855866370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPHflZ64AI/AAAAAAAAArE/geSfKH83Y78/s400/wack1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHAT ARE SOME OF THE WACKEST MOVIES YOU'VE SEEN OR YOU THINK ARE COMING OUT SOON?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-5820599304263104771?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/5820599304263104771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=5820599304263104771' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/5820599304263104771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/5820599304263104771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-my-dear-are-w-c-k.html' title='You, My Dear, Are W-A-C-K!'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGPHgTw9YCI/AAAAAAAAArM/5VnvoMfxIes/s72-c/wack2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-5381383121111569467</id><published>2008-06-25T08:01:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:13.161-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>"Why?" Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i woke up this morning with a lot of questions that i don't necessarily have an answer to on my mind, so i figured, why not make a post out of them? so............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGJCyDz9l7I/AAAAAAAAAqM/ji6Zw2ytUok/s1600-h/why1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215804746232600498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGJCyDz9l7I/AAAAAAAAAqM/ji6Zw2ytUok/s320/why1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHY do i usually forget to feed our fish? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY does the humidity make my hair look like annie?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGJDdXcUXKI/AAAAAAAAAq0/WXXBsGeagZg/s1600-h/why6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215805490236513442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGJDdXcUXKI/AAAAAAAAAq0/WXXBsGeagZg/s320/why6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY am i watching Good Morning America and those dang-blasted clintons are still grabbing headlines?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY did i click past BET last night and the BET awards were on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY did i pause on the channel to see what was going on?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGJEKumvvtI/AAAAAAAAAq8/_Hds4yrpElk/s1600-h/why7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215806269548379858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGJEKumvvtI/AAAAAAAAAq8/_Hds4yrpElk/s320/why7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY did alicia keys insist on wearing yeast infection jeans? *we all know you're hippy, but that was in poor taste...and so was the egyptian wig. you're waaaaaaay too fab for that*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY did i not know 75% of the people /songs/antics?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY did i grow increasingly embarrassed by some of the buffoonery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGJCyZrlt-I/AAAAAAAAAqU/2bZaMEh0k7I/s1600-h/why2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215804752103061474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGJCyZrlt-I/AAAAAAAAAqU/2bZaMEh0k7I/s320/why2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHY does my husband snore like a friggin wilderbest with a foghorn up his nose? *hurling pillow at his head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY did someone call my phone before 8am this morning? thats so rude. unless its an emergency, don't call me before 8! i don't want to have to turn my ringer off cuz something might actually happen. dang...have some couth! i shouldn't have to say this, but there's always somebody...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY was there a four car smash-up on the highway early this morning and 3 people were thrown from their cars? seatbelts are the truth people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGJCysDOzYI/AAAAAAAAAqc/DBib4sPQlJY/s1600-h/why3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215804757034061186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGJCysDOzYI/AAAAAAAAAqc/DBib4sPQlJY/s320/why3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHY am i fiending for some fried green tomatoes but still get the willies cuz they are confusing me...one week tomatoes are cool, the next week, they're not...from this region, its ok, not from there...no thanx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY is our fish circling the top of his tank, fluttering and having seizures looking for food...(*PCD, get up and feed that dang thing*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY did some 7 year old drive his grandmother's car to the mall? *i've never understood how these things happen...are the adults in the house doing mushrooms while the kids just run wild?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY have i still not finished painting my daughter's rocking chair....all i have to do is cover up a mistake and paint her name...it only took me 2 days to completely hand-paint and its been a month now that i haven't put the finsihing touch on...le sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGJCygc5AyI/AAAAAAAAAqk/6guiRImsNig/s1600-h/why4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215804753920459554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGJCygc5AyI/AAAAAAAAAqk/6guiRImsNig/s320/why4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHY is it supposed to thunderstorm this weekend and we're going to the blueberry bash? curses!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY did i have the yummiest dinner last night made up of baked sole wrapped around lump crabmeat, pan-seared garlic scallops, steamed asparagus and a fresh salad with seasoned feta and cranberries?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY is my schedule super crazy...between lil PCD's gymnastics, music &amp;amp; dance and swim lessons and my women's meeting, book club and 2 day per week chiropractor appointments...i'm boggled! and i have to fit shopping, family &amp;amp; friend time and play dates into all of this-YIKES!!! somehow we get it done....*thank goodness for wine, bubble baths and spas*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY do i have some of the most fab and diverse readers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGJCyvqaoAI/AAAAAAAAAqs/doRy-u4uIDQ/s1600-h/why5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215804758003720194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="263" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGJCyvqaoAI/AAAAAAAAAqs/doRy-u4uIDQ/s320/why5.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHY do i ALWAYS go shopping for one or two things tops and end up buying 75 things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY when i end up purchasing extra stuff does that start me on a mission and i start going places i didn't even plan on shopping at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***HAVE A FABULOUS WHY WEDNESDAY AND FEEL FREE TO SHARE YOUR WHY's FOR TODAY!***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-5381383121111569467?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/5381383121111569467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=5381383121111569467' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/5381383121111569467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/5381383121111569467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-wednesday.html' title='&quot;Why?&quot; Wednesday'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGJCyDz9l7I/AAAAAAAAAqM/ji6Zw2ytUok/s72-c/why1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-7289611484108811093</id><published>2008-06-24T08:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:13.560-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my gripes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fakers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chick stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shame on you'/><title type='text'>To Gift Or Not To Gift...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGDypgtYdPI/AAAAAAAAAp0/h3m5RmbS_Pw/s1600-h/gift1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215435163463873778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGDypgtYdPI/AAAAAAAAAp0/h3m5RmbS_Pw/s320/gift1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;morning everyone! your friendly neighborhood PCD is here and i'v got an opinion question of you all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;first let me say that i am an extraordinary gift giver, if i say so myself. i pride myself on taking real time to decided upon gifts that speak to the receiver, reflect their tastes and stand out. my gifts usually have multiple components and i always customize/personalize at least one of them. with that said, this aspect of my gift giving usually gets me in trouble. well, not literally...but trouble in the sense of being upset when people do not even think of me in the most basic of gift giving etiquette.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGDypspPumI/AAAAAAAAAp8/JJvWZwMil4A/s1600-h/gift2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215435166667749986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGDypspPumI/AAAAAAAAAp8/JJvWZwMil4A/s320/gift2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;example...a college "friend" of mine was having a baby. we barely talk (or email) and only got reacquainted when she found out i was having a baby. we do not live in the same state. when it was almost time for the baby to be born, i got an invite to her baby shower. now of course, it was terribly (and shamelessly) a ploy for a gift because everyone knew full well i would not be attending the shower in 2 weeks from this far away. i mean, she's not my bff or anything. so while i started constructing my gift basket for her tike, i stopped dead in my tracks. when i had my baby i didn't get so much as an e-greeting saying congratulations. sure there were emails sent and they said how cute lil PCD was...but that really was just them being nosey wanting to see what she looked like. as i thought about it, i was bothered because people KNOW how much i put into gifts that i give. and i started to get angry. needless to say, i did not send a gift. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGDyptIvBnI/AAAAAAAAAqE/iPKLalP_djA/s1600-h/gift3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215435166799824498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGDyptIvBnI/AAAAAAAAAqE/iPKLalP_djA/s320/gift3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my decision bothered me because i actually enjoy giving gifts, especially for babies because i shop at boutiques for one-of-a-kind items a lot. i like to give things no one else will have given at the party (like what happened at my shower, i got 3 of the same thing-bleh!). i love to see that people's faces or hear their reactions. i take a lot of time finding things to comprise the gift so i really like hearing that the receiver likes it. now as of last week, i found out another "friend" just got engaged. she didn't even tell me...i found out on facebook and it was verified by word-of-mouth. now all of the sudden, i get an invite to the bridal shower...again, we are not in the same state, and she's bff's with the other person i just mentioned. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or like my cousin who i mentioned in previous posts...when my baby turned one, you'll never guess what she got her. she got a pair of jeans and a plain white long sleeved shirt. i understand that people's taste vary, but COME ON! but the kicker was that when i went to return it to the store, there was no gift receipt or tags so i had to ask her where it came from. she says target. so why when i went to guest service did they tell me that they only cost $3.30!?!?! TOGETHER!!! both items were on clearance and they cost THREE FRIGGIN DOLLARS???? and of course, for her babys b-day, i got her a basket with learning toys, an ABC caterpillar, a dress, some books, stuffed animals and had balloons tied to the handles &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm like-WHY!?!? why do people think i'm so dumb? the sweet side of me wants to send something anyway cuz like i said, i love shopping for gifts, especially ones that stand out. but why should i? i'm starting to alter my thinking to the ideal that people should receive gifts from me because they "deserve" it, not just because i like giving them...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i struggle with this because i do not have (active) fair-weather relationships in my life. i just don't function like that. sure, people try to pull me into their fake associations, but i do not treat people like that. if we don't talk on a regular or semi-regualr basis, then don't reach out to me when its your birthday or wedding. i think that's fake. if when i got married and had my baby, you were only there to email your nosey picture requests, then don't send me invites to your crap in hopes of a gift. even someone really close to me is like that with their family...they don't talk unless its a holiday or event like birthday or someone's party. who DOES THAT?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;***DO YOU THINK I'M BEING HARSH BY NOT SENDING GIFTS TO THESE LADIES? HAVE YOU EVER BEEN BLATANTLY USED JUST SO YOU CAN GET SOMEONE SOMETHING OR DO SOMETHING FOR THEM? HOW'D YOU REACT? SHARE...***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-7289611484108811093?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/7289611484108811093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=7289611484108811093' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/7289611484108811093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/7289611484108811093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-gift-or-not-to-gift.html' title='To Gift Or Not To Gift...'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SGDypgtYdPI/AAAAAAAAAp0/h3m5RmbS_Pw/s72-c/gift1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-2052330621608148107</id><published>2008-06-23T08:56:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:14.013-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby love'/><title type='text'>To Be A Child....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SF-j2q9CzxI/AAAAAAAAApc/bpqxD5yYw84/s1600-h/kid1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215067053156912914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SF-j2q9CzxI/AAAAAAAAApc/bpqxD5yYw84/s320/kid1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i woke up this morning to find "the sixth sense" playing on tv. when i first saw it years ago, i thought it was a brilliant albeit sad movie. i'm sure all of you have seen it, but for those who haven't, it's about a young boy who is tormented by the visions he has of ghosts. the ghosts walk around as if they're a still alive and they talk to him. now regardless of whether you believe in paranormal occurrences...it made me think about how hard it can be for kids just growing up. really, some kids have it HARD!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SF-kGOftFGI/AAAAAAAAApk/NgrSHIzIzoA/s1600-h/sixth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215067320395568226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SF-kGOftFGI/AAAAAAAAApk/NgrSHIzIzoA/s400/sixth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it doesn't have to be something as traumatic as seeing ghosts. for instance, i had it really rough socially coming up. what i learned really quick was that kids will FIND something to mess with you about. you could be the cutest, the smartest, the whatever-est and someone will find a reason to pick on you about it. i usually got picked on for my hair and clothes....my mother bought me nice clothes and my hair was neat every day with ribbons and things. once i became a teenager, i was picked on for my body. i was very thin and developed kind of late. it seemed like a never ending cycle. i went to college thinking people would instantly be mature and the foolishness would end...but no. as a college student, i was pretty serious walking around campus. you wouldn't catch me laughing wildly or hooting and hollering with my friends all across campus. i usually walked quietly to class with my headphones. i got messed with for that...said i appeared to have an attitude. in the beginning it was hard to handle. i became so upset by the teasing that my stomach would hurt. i couldn't eat breakfast in the mornig because i dreaded going to school so badly. my last 2 years of high school were better, it seemed like i became popular overnight, but there were still some haters. but because i had become much more fabulous *wink* it was easier to dismiss them. by the time i got to college, it was more annoying than anything....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SF-klRX37tI/AAAAAAAAAps/uOaCPivpFXg/s1600-h/kid2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215067853743976146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SF-klRX37tI/AAAAAAAAAps/uOaCPivpFXg/s320/kid2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but what if kids are struggling to overcome their social hurdles? what if they are like cole fromt the sixth sense and find it hard to tell whats really going on with them so it begins to show in their behavior? what to do? and i also learned that girl children and even women have it much harder than boys and men. it almost seems as if (some) women are haters by nature. ONLY because i had a wonderful family did i not sink into the traps of being a tormented kid.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;***GROWING UP, DID YOU HAVE ANY SOCIAL HURDLES? DID KIDS MESS WITH YOU OR DID YOU MESS WITH OTHER KIDS? DID YOU HAVE ANYTHING THAT MADE YOU STAND OUT THAT CAUSED YOU TO BE TEASED LIKE PERHAPS A LEARNING DISABILITY, A SPEECH IMPEDIMENT, YOUR APPEARANCE?***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-2052330621608148107?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/2052330621608148107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=2052330621608148107' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/2052330621608148107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/2052330621608148107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-be-child.html' title='To Be A Child....'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SF-j2q9CzxI/AAAAAAAAApc/bpqxD5yYw84/s72-c/kid1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-8779309063405010764</id><published>2008-06-20T08:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:14.964-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>I Was Tagged and I Tagged Myself-hee, hee</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;BODY TAG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://poetrynoir.blogspot.com/"&gt; (I was tagged by Foia)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Take 1 or more clean body shots preferably your favorites.You can either simply just include the pictures or even better give some description of what it is you like about your naked body. Also what did you learn about your naked body that you never noticed before?The whole point is seeing your body the way others do. Fall in love with yourself all over again and recognize those not so perfect parts. I believe our bare skin is beautiful and is some of the most beautiful art created. Flaws and all. It's also a representation of who we are beneath the layers, facades, and fake laughs. It's who we are in our purist form.Keep the tag going. Pick 5 other bloggers to join in on the fun and tag them by including their names after your post and by leaving a comment on their blog letting them know they have been tagged. I think it would also be great if you would let the person who tagged you know once you have posted your pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFqkGpk6YgI/AAAAAAAAAoY/zQgPc2l3FHE/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213659952781615618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFqkGpk6YgI/AAAAAAAAAoY/zQgPc2l3FHE/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LEGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i love my legs...for real! i used to hate them, because they are so long. and of course, when you're growing up, you don't appreciate things about yourself that set you apart. but as the years have passed, i have fallen more and more in love with my legs. i love their color...how they escalate me above the masses and glide me into a room...how the muscles look when i walk or stand still...how great they look in dresses...how fab shoes are the last and most important ingredient to my leggy lusciousness...YAAAAAY for legs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Da rules of this meme are as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Post the rules before the pictures/descriptions.Take a few shots of what's hiding in your fridge..freezer...pantry...cupboards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The more the better. You can either simply just include the pictures or even better give some description of what's in there...your favorites...where you shop..how (or how not) it's organized...and/or whatever else you want to include.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The more info the better...NO tidying up! If you want to turn around things so you can see the labels thats fine...but no re-arranging or cleaning things up.The whole point is to see things the way they actually are...naturally. If there is nothing in your fridge show that... Just keep it real!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Keep the tag going.Pick 7 other bloggers to join in on the fun and tag them by including their names after your post and by leaving a comment on their blog letting them know they have been tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i liked this tag so i tagged myself-lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFsjx2rrZ3I/AAAAAAAAApA/h3MmXa7lcRs/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213800333010757490" style="CURSOR: hand" height="354" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFsjx2rrZ3I/AAAAAAAAApA/h3MmXa7lcRs/s320/021.JPG" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*this is the fridge. top shelf has some fresh mint, baby yogurt with that heifer dora the explorer on it, some smirnoff tea coolers, some mint lemonade, coffee creamer and pancakes. middle shelf has lots of cheeses, (cream cheese, mascarpone,cheddar, mozzarella), eggs, chicken broth and lil PCD's juice boxes. she also loves prune juice. bottom shelf has fruit (watermelon, oranges, peaches, apples), some dinner rolls, baby spinach, sour cream, feta cheese and collard greens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFsjwg7XeiI/AAAAAAAAAog/0wANYKkvb8w/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213800309991111202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFsjwg7XeiI/AAAAAAAAAog/0wANYKkvb8w/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*fridge drawer just has a bunch of salad and asparagus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFsjxPbsnCI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6M6v_qrDP28/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213800322474744866" style="CURSOR: hand" height="357" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFsjxPbsnCI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6M6v_qrDP28/s320/016.JPG" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*the fridge door consists of lots and lots of salad dressings (i eat lots of salad obviously), some white cooking wine, parmesan cheese, aloe vera (it feels so good &amp;amp; soothing on your skin when its cold!), wine, about 4 different types of mustard, capers, ketchup, garlic, baby's medicine, a small jar of mayonnaise, steak sauce and baking soda. up top is butter, baby juice and lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFsjxbMOTfI/AAAAAAAAAow/P8eN6pIjSPw/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213800325631069682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFsjxbMOTfI/AAAAAAAAAow/P8eN6pIjSPw/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*freezer has some veggies, hash browns, ice cream cake from father's day, pizza, chicken nuggets, garlic bread, butter, ice, meat and these new bagel things i saw on tv called bagelfuls...haven't eaten them yet tho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFsjxlEf1FI/AAAAAAAAAo4/FLwp6FIS1Vg/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213800328283018322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFsjxlEf1FI/AAAAAAAAAo4/FLwp6FIS1Vg/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*freezer door has veggies, whole grain pancakes, baby's ice pack and popsicles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFsj7dlKJyI/AAAAAAAAApI/2TWci-aD3XY/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213800498071217954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFsj7dlKJyI/AAAAAAAAApI/2TWci-aD3XY/s400/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*cabinet has the spices, grits, olive oil and spray, lots of crystal light, coffee, brown sugar, soup mix, and lots of tea and rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFsj73DB3_I/AAAAAAAAApQ/ovPRCpykdko/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213800504907390962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFsj73DB3_I/AAAAAAAAApQ/ovPRCpykdko/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*cabinet has baby fruits (i told you she liked prunes), some dried prunes, oatmeal for lil PCD (i hate oatmeal), her cookies and crackers, a ton of splenda packets next to some salad plates i've never used, emergen-c vitamin c powder packets, noodles, rice, beans, english muffins and taco shells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THIS WAS FUN! and i don't want to hear ONE WORD about how obsessed i am about order. &lt;a href="http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/04/20-interesting-things-about-pcd.html"&gt;i told ya'll a while back that i have to have order in my life &lt;/a&gt;so now you see i wasn't playing. if you like this tag and haven't done it yet, feel free. i can't tag anybody else cuz i just tagged people last week. HAVE A GOOD WEEKEND!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-8779309063405010764?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8779309063405010764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=8779309063405010764' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/8779309063405010764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/8779309063405010764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-was-tagged-and-i-tagged-myself-hee.html' title='I Was Tagged and I Tagged Myself-hee, hee'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFqkGpk6YgI/AAAAAAAAAoY/zQgPc2l3FHE/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-1931831112137544623</id><published>2008-06-19T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T08:00:01.944-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some act-right'/><title type='text'>Dr. Jekyll and News Anchor-Hyde</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;just because i think other people having cursing sissy tantrums are hilarious...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*warning* a lot of profanity is used...but it's classic comedy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4qB6DWWUPXY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4qB6DWWUPXY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok....i'm sorry for being so silly. but i just died when he went from mr. upstanding pronounciation to cussing like a country sailor in 1.3 seconds flat!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;best line..."sh*t flying in my mouth, f*ck, i can't see, pollen..sh*t, let's get the f*ck out this country muthaf*cka"&lt;/span&gt; OMG!!!!!!!! his whole dialect changed like night and day. i mean, i know tv anchors use that "news" voice, but his is so drastcally different that its hee-larious! i was rolling on the floor, and of course, rewinding. i mean who says that? POLLEN!?!?! ok pretty circlers...have fun, have a laugh and don't get caught having sissy tantrums on tape!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-1931831112137544623?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/1931831112137544623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=1931831112137544623' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/1931831112137544623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/1931831112137544623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/06/dr-jekyll-and-news-anchor-hyde.html' title='Dr. Jekyll and News Anchor-Hyde'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-2074246857633011173</id><published>2008-06-17T13:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:15.501-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some act-right'/><title type='text'>Spanky Panky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFf4QkW40pI/AAAAAAAAAn8/AJh7IHMZC0Y/s1600-h/spank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212908057225908882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFf4QkW40pI/AAAAAAAAAn8/AJh7IHMZC0Y/s400/spank.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;before your minds go off into the gutter (lol), i have a serious question....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do YOU believe in spanking? do you practice it? if you don't have kids yet, do you intend on spanking?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i ask this because i really would like to hear different opinions on it. i personally do not spank. i do not judge others who choose to spank, but i would like to actually HEAR their reasoning behind it. this all started because, as i've mentioned before, i have a cousin who has a daughter 6 days younger than mine. this cousin and i are like night and day, complete opposites in EVERY way. i keep my lil' PCD dressed in cute little prissy outfits, and i do her hair every day, she is clean and i am a stickler for teaching manners, even tho she can't pronounce everything perfectly yet. she understands me tho. cousin's baby on the other hand is the opposite. she is usually dirty, dirt you can see on her and under her finger and toenails. her hair is never combed and she's pretty wild. she's also extremely ill-mannered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFf4REyp3PI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Ps08GWIWta4/s1600-h/spank2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212908065932303602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFf4REyp3PI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Ps08GWIWta4/s400/spank2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so we went out last friday. we were in the mall. each and every store we went into, her baby was running, screaming, throwing and doing whatever she wanted. when her mother told her to stop, she didn't listen. and in each and every store we were in, she got spanked. and she kept displaying the same behavior even after her spanking. by the 7th store, i had had enough...for a number of reasons. now usually, i wouldn't say a word about how someone disciplines their kid...but i was tired of the crazed circus that was trailing behind me around the mall. so as the baby kept running and standing on the kiddie chairs in this store, she got spanking # 8. of course everyone looked at the spectacle, which was mostly the mother screaming and yelping at the unphased baby. and get this, the kid gets spanked so much, she doesn't even cry! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyhoo, i was tired at this point, so i shooshed my cousin and ushered the baby to the kiddie chairs and said the same thing i said to my kid..."have a seat ma'am and don't move. be obedient. thank you." and there she sat. 2 minutes later, she was up, and i said it again, this time i was far away from her...she went to sit. 2 more minutes and we just kept going back and forth...but my point was that 1) i did not need to get loud and create a scene, 2) patience and a loving yet firm tone got my point across just fine, 3) at this age (they're 18 mos), no kid just sits completely quietly, twidling their thumbs whistling dixie and 4) she responded much more positively to me than her mothers' rants, raves and volume. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFf4RTJrOlI/AAAAAAAAAoM/JWnossoW-Ro/s1600-h/spank3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212908069786958418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFf4RTJrOlI/AAAAAAAAAoM/JWnossoW-Ro/s400/spank3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;testing their limits is what they do...especially at this age. so to spank them for every thing they do, even if the action is deliberate would be fruitless. i have found that my tone and repetitive reinforcement has worked just fine for lil PCD. she is at a point where i can give her a look and she'll know i mean business. i was upset with my cousin because at this age, i don't believe they understand the "point" of spanking. sure they understand the pain...and they can relate their action to the pain of the impending spanking and possible fear of getting one...but do they understand the actual POINT? i would say no. needless to say, my cousin over-spanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***BUT FOR THOSE WHO SPANK OR DON'T SPANK AT ALL, WOULD YOU MIND SHARING YOUR RATIONALE?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-2074246857633011173?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/2074246857633011173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=2074246857633011173' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/2074246857633011173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/2074246857633011173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/06/spanky-panky.html' title='Spanky Panky'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFf4QkW40pI/AAAAAAAAAn8/AJh7IHMZC0Y/s72-c/spank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-510725210578748043</id><published>2008-06-13T08:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T08:40:17.883-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inappropriate behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shame on you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racial issues'/><title type='text'>Obama's Baby Wha?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;(look at the captions under the people talking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TvZEZL2LmA8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TvZEZL2LmA8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok, so now we're referring to presidential candidate's wives as babymamas? ok, i see here...i see very clearly. FOX News and this correspondent chick (michelle malkin) has (of course) buckled under the pressure of her insinuations...she's also received some nasty emails...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;****************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;from pearlene_scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:writemalkin@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;writemalkin@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;date Thu, Jun 12, 2008 at 1:35 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;subject Michelle Obamamailed-by cox.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You disgusting racist slant eyed pig! How do you like the name calling? Referring to Senator Obama’s wife in your typical way is what the country expects from an ignorant racist pig like yourself. No one wants to listen to your racist rants anymore. May the nightmare that is you be gone soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;******************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;from DALLAS PATRICIA BRUNER greeleystinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:writemalkin@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;writemalkin@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;date Thu, Jun 12, 2008 at 12:03 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;subject TIPmailed-by msn.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I find your attacks on Mrs Obama disgusting. As someone of mixed race I wonder if your desire to take part in this behavior is due to self-loathing. Do you have issues about your own background and feel that you are somehow made “whiter” by saying these things? Believe me, to the crowd you associate with you are nothing more than the token brown girl with a cheerleader’s vocal affectation. You should be ashamed of yourself, and if you don’t have the grace to feel that way, I am ashamed for you. My tip for you is… start acting like a human being. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;****************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and i don't feel for her. you can't cry ignorant when affiliated in ANY way with FOX news. i hate to end this fun week with such foolishness...but i just wanted to spread the word....let your voice be heard at FOX...we're tired of their mess and they need to get it together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;FOX NEWS 212-301-3000&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michelle Malkin&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="mailto:writemalkin@gmail.com"&gt;writemalkin@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAVE A NICE WEEKEND EVERYONE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-510725210578748043?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/510725210578748043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=510725210578748043' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/510725210578748043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/510725210578748043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/06/obamas-baby-wha.html' title='Obama&apos;s Baby Wha?'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-556351671341796764</id><published>2008-06-11T11:51:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:18.737-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>Tagged! Musically, This Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i've been tagged by good ol' &lt;a href="http://the12planet.blogspot.com/"&gt;12kyle&lt;/a&gt;! so here we go............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;MEME Rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. Put Your itunes/ music player on Shuffle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER WHAT!!!After you’ve answered all of the questions, tag 5 other people and then let them know they’ve been tagged to do the meme themselves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OKAY” YOU SAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANAwZiUTI/AAAAAAAAAlE/7BTksMv2Tjg/s1600-h/mus1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210679075510833458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANAwZiUTI/AAAAAAAAAlE/7BTksMv2Tjg/s400/mus1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Love In A Special Way - Tamia (Remake of DeBarge)...let me first say that i love this song. thats all that matters for this question cuz i don't really get it :-S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANBJJYpaI/AAAAAAAAAlM/UsbazibMJ5k/s1600-h/mus2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210679082153977250" style="CURSOR: hand" height="340" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANBJJYpaI/AAAAAAAAAlM/UsbazibMJ5k/s400/mus2.jpg" width="334" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Diamonds and Pearls-Prince...OMG!!! i feel this is accurate. my mum always told me growing up that i had champagne taste and that she hoped i would grow up and be able to manifest it because i aimed high...BOY IS THAT RIGHT!!!! i am such a girly girl, i love jewels, shopping, being soft and pink and i am very adventurous and exquisite...like diamonds and pearls *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANBFRk91I/AAAAAAAAAlU/5d3obwnVHp0/s1600-h/mus3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210679081114597202" style="CURSOR: hand" height="216" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANBFRk91I/AAAAAAAAAlU/5d3obwnVHp0/s400/mus3.jpg" width="327" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Get It Together-India.Arie...hmmmmmmm, this could be appropriate. i hate it when two people come together and choose not to compromise for the sake of their relationship and love for the other person. they should just "get it together" and be happy and in love :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANBVCH5dI/AAAAAAAAAlc/EAoE5F8f4js/s1600-h/mus4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210679085344744914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANBVCH5dI/AAAAAAAAAlc/EAoE5F8f4js/s400/mus4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Love's Holiday-Lalah Hathaway (Remake of EWF)...another great song!!! i am feeling pretty loved and loving...baby had an appointment this morning and it went well, so all is good in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANCbGdeOI/AAAAAAAAAlk/FvHzPGoejBU/s1600-h/mus5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210679104153417954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANCbGdeOI/AAAAAAAAAlk/FvHzPGoejBU/s400/mus5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Feel All My Love Inside-Marvin Gaye...can you ever go wrong with marvin gaye? anyhoo, i guess i could spin this one to mean that my purpose is to spread love to people...what greater place to start than within your own fam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANtWT7hSI/AAAAAAAAAls/xurqxNbsjeY/s1600-h/mus6.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210679841602110754" style="CURSOR: hand" height="322" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANtWT7hSI/AAAAAAAAAls/xurqxNbsjeY/s400/mus6.1.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANtliWg3I/AAAAAAAAAl0/2Lcm03ibpUs/s1600-h/mus6.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210679845689131890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANtliWg3I/AAAAAAAAAl0/2Lcm03ibpUs/s400/mus6.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dirrty-Christina Aguilera...hee hee. sometimes PCD likes to get wild and crazy and just let my hair hang down...if you're gonna do it, do it well, and sometimes getting a little dirrty can be even more fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANt5KjLcI/AAAAAAAAAl8/KON3L1iHM1k/s1600-h/mus7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210679850958007746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANt5KjLcI/AAAAAAAAAl8/KON3L1iHM1k/s400/mus7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pretty Lady - Mint Condition f. Charlie Wilson...*chuckling* i guess my friends think i'm pretty...this one was funny! maybe one of those hussies secretly hates my guts and thinks i'm a fugly witch *shrugging shoulders*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANt1xst_I/AAAAAAAAAmE/tNg0vuJ40DI/s1600-h/mus8.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210679850048468978" style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" height="321" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANt1xst_I/AAAAAAAAAmE/tNg0vuJ40DI/s400/mus8.gif" width="313" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Angel-Chaka Khan...wow! this was good...i'm starting to think me and my ipod have twin souls! my parents have been like angels for me. they've helped me thru many facets of life and there's NOTHING i can't count on them for. they're supportive of my primary relationship (marriage) and are in love with baby PCD, the first grand...so i couldn't ask for more :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANuIQs1_I/AAAAAAAAAmM/mQUoI5O07qw/s1600-h/mus9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210679855010338802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFANuIQs1_I/AAAAAAAAAmM/mQUoI5O07qw/s400/mus9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;You Mean The World To Me-Toni Braxton...well, being that i am a SAHM, i spend every waking (and sleeping) minute with lil' PCD...who of COURSE means the world to me. i take many times during every day to just marvel at little things about her, like her long eyelashes, her little fingers, her innocence, her naughtiness when she's choosing not to listen, her pigtails...like i said, she's means the world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAOdpocUjI/AAAAAAAAAmU/eyS2U2MJUdA/s1600-h/mus10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210680671422140978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAOdpocUjI/AAAAAAAAAmU/eyS2U2MJUdA/s400/mus10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Can You Stand The Rain-New Edition...ok. i'll roll with this one. explaining it is another story tho *ha!*also, see the answer three songs up...me no do mathy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAOdzgYrLI/AAAAAAAAAmc/TVKjSXdsojA/s1600-h/mus11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210680674072702130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAOdzgYrLI/AAAAAAAAAmc/TVKjSXdsojA/s400/mus11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Georgie Porgy - Eric Benet F. Faith Evans (Remake of Toto)...boy oh BOY!!!! just reverse those words of "georgie porgy puddin' pie, kissed the girls and made them cry" to "georgette porgie puddin' pie, kissed the boys and made THEM CRY!" and that would describe us to a TEE...back in the day of course. we were some heartbreakers....stayed slaying those boys left and right...and if i weren't married, we'd probably still be at it...thats my GIRL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAOePeQXZI/AAAAAAAAAmk/_kRihB0e8CQ/s1600-h/mus12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210680681579961746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAOePeQXZI/AAAAAAAAAmk/_kRihB0e8CQ/s400/mus12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;A Long Walk-Jill Scott...dang! IPod, are you inside my head or something? anyhoo, this is a perfect song for hubby and i. with a boisterous little princess, its great when we can take a walk, just the two of us, and chit-chat and take some peaceful time. and now thats its warm, summer night strolls are the BEST!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAOef7GLfI/AAAAAAAAAms/LHhPrBZ6tzI/s1600-h/mus13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210680685995896306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAOef7GLfI/AAAAAAAAAms/LHhPrBZ6tzI/s400/mus13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Doing So Good-Destiny's Child...*ROFL* this IPod is giving me the BEST songs for this exercise...i really am feeling like this. my life is great! i want for nothing, hubby and i's plans are rolling steadily along with no problems, baby's great, mummy and pop live across the street from me...i have my friends and i'm doing so, so so so so gooooooooooood!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAOepUk9rI/AAAAAAAAAm0/A-gRcgZtD0Y/s1600-h/mus14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210680688518690482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAOepUk9rI/AAAAAAAAAm0/A-gRcgZtD0Y/s400/mus14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Someday We'll All Be Free-Donny Hathaway...ooooooooooh, loves me some donny! who doesn't want to be free to do what their heart desires when the get older? good one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAPYnirmVI/AAAAAAAAAm8/4P-WhVV-SzE/s1600-h/mus15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210681684473387346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAPYnirmVI/AAAAAAAAAm8/4P-WhVV-SzE/s400/mus15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It's Getting Late (Live) - Floetry...oooh, hubby, shhhhhhhhhhh...it's late...close the door and don't wake the baby...ha ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAPY9m9axI/AAAAAAAAAnE/NVjRCcVhcc8/s1600-h/mus16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210681690396912402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAPY9m9axI/AAAAAAAAAnE/NVjRCcVhcc8/s400/mus16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Broken But I'm Healed-Byron Cage...hmmmmmmm, parentals have seen my at every stage, doing well, making dumb choices, being smart, being an idiot...they've helped, they've let me learn and i am the FABULOUS PCD you see today because of my life lessons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAPZG8-5AI/AAAAAAAAAnM/pyXn7-7zhxY/s1600-h/mus17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210681692905202690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAPZG8-5AI/AAAAAAAAAnM/pyXn7-7zhxY/s400/mus17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Rebirth of Slick (Cool Like Dat) - Digable Planets...even tho the wedding is over...i'd definitely put on my shades and boogie down to this...cuz i'm cool like dat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAPZEYkM0I/AAAAAAAAAnU/FXxM-zGDFmw/s1600-h/mus18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210681692215587650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAPZEYkM0I/AAAAAAAAAnU/FXxM-zGDFmw/s400/mus18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Walk Along The River-The Laurie Berkner Band...stop laughing. it's a children's band and i have it on here for baby. but the title is great and could be applied...just with different words!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAPZembGsI/AAAAAAAAAnc/9IHq5WgL-mo/s1600-h/mus19.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210681699253033666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAPZembGsI/AAAAAAAAAnc/9IHq5WgL-mo/s400/mus19.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Electric Relaxation-Tribe Called Quest...(dangit kyle) well, i love to do many things...but after i get done running around doing those things, i LOVE to relax, electrically of course! :-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAQZMbR9qI/AAAAAAAAAnk/QAHEsRy5bgY/s1600-h/mus20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210682793886086818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAQZMbR9qI/AAAAAAAAAnk/QAHEsRy5bgY/s400/mus20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;If - Janet Jackson....WHOA!! don't you wonder IF!?!?! if i was your...if i did...if you could...if pantsuit wasn't such a scumbag...if you only knew baby! GOOD ONE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAQZH6GOsI/AAAAAAAAAns/cY_NQOanxT4/s1600-h/mus21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210682792673163970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAQZH6GOsI/AAAAAAAAAns/cY_NQOanxT4/s400/mus21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;There She Goes-Babyface f. Pharrell...honey, we are some bad chicks! when we get ready to go out, we stop folks dead in their tracks! i told you how we like to get dressed up and we do so even if the occasion doesn't necessarily call for it...and i'm sure people think "there she goes" to themselves...hee hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT SHOULD YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAQZfROLzI/AAAAAAAAAn0/jdK1Xg3ocXs/s1600-h/mus22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210682798944169778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SFAQZfROLzI/AAAAAAAAAn0/jdK1Xg3ocXs/s400/mus22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Little Things-Colbie Caillat...all the little things that add up to make my life wonderful!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am tagging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://poetrynoir.blogspot.com/"&gt;Foia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chicasinthecity.blogspot.com/"&gt;TravelDiva&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://browngirlgumbo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brown Girl Gumbo &lt;/a&gt;(sorry, i got you again!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jameil.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jameil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shew0rdhustlez.blogspot.com/"&gt;W0rd Hustler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-556351671341796764?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/556351671341796764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=556351671341796764' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/556351671341796764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/556351671341796764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/06/tagged-musically-this-time.html' title='Tagged! 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Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;hi guys! being that the weather has decided to smoke crack and be unbearably H-O-T, i figured i'd speak on the things of summer that i like and like not-so-much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;THINGS I LOVE FOR SUMMER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;nicole miller dresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6Iw6SuLvI/AAAAAAAAAks/tRCiE2PMuxw/s1600-h/sw7.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210252192777121522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6Iw6SuLvI/AAAAAAAAAks/tRCiE2PMuxw/s400/sw7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;(shirtless) columbus short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6HO2I2dTI/AAAAAAAAAj8/0OrU9MNoEe4/s1600-h/sw4.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210250508034798898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6HO2I2dTI/AAAAAAAAAj8/0OrU9MNoEe4/s400/sw4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;evian face mist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6HyIwq8SI/AAAAAAAAAkM/FIrAn5ZSZQY/s1600-h/sw6.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210251114329076002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6HyIwq8SI/AAAAAAAAAkM/FIrAn5ZSZQY/s400/sw6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;my babies..*drool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6HM4WMcuI/AAAAAAAAAjc/FJ0PMLiLedE/s1600-h/babies.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210250474267898594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6HM4WMcuI/AAAAAAAAAjc/FJ0PMLiLedE/s400/babies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;THINGS I HAVE ENJOYED THUS FAR OR DO ENJOY DURING SUMMER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;cold bottled water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6HxGdDfGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/XpnbyqE4veo/s1600-h/sw5.bmp"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210251096530058338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6HxGdDfGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/XpnbyqE4veo/s400/sw5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;the movie-kung fu panda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6HOAkplhI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LJ6lC-tl4xU/s1600-h/sw3.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210250493655881234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6HOAkplhI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LJ6lC-tl4xU/s400/sw3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;fresh mint...anything with fresh mint on/in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6H1EmPbWI/AAAAAAAAAkk/X0QmFbKt45A/s1600-h/sw10.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210251164751195490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6H1EmPbWI/AAAAAAAAAkk/X0QmFbKt45A/s400/sw10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;sunblock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6HNj_HXOI/AAAAAAAAAjs/tLN7jIrt0-8/s1600-h/sw2.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210250485982256354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6HNj_HXOI/AAAAAAAAAjs/tLN7jIrt0-8/s400/sw2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;cold watermelon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6HNGAPHZI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ieWpGu9UX0c/s1600-h/sw1.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210250477933895058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6HNGAPHZI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ieWpGu9UX0c/s400/sw1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;THINGS I DO NOT LIKE (AT ALL) ABOUT SUMMER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;heat and sweat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6IxdCvgcI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ZsoA5cGc8ZU/s1600-h/sweat.gif"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210252202105340354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6IxdCvgcI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ZsoA5cGc8ZU/s400/sweat.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;people who dress inappropriately just because it's warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6IxDCq1sI/AAAAAAAAAk0/QZToXnUxY_4/s1600-h/sw9.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210252195125712578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6IxDCq1sI/AAAAAAAAAk0/QZToXnUxY_4/s400/sw9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;gas prices...yet still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6HzI3T_oI/AAAAAAAAAkU/vmfvuwTepeY/s1600-h/sw8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210251131536801410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6HzI3T_oI/AAAAAAAAAkU/vmfvuwTepeY/s400/sw8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHAT'S YOUR LOVES/LIKES/HATES FOR SUMMER?***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-3777176686687458832?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/3777176686687458832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=3777176686687458832' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/3777176686687458832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/3777176686687458832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/06/things-of-summer.html' title='Things of Summer'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SE6Iw6SuLvI/AAAAAAAAAks/tRCiE2PMuxw/s72-c/sw7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-5218399392839167533</id><published>2008-06-09T08:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:22.900-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bosoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>In The Park w/PCD - Fashion Mishaps</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;hello good peoples! this weekend i went to the park. there were a lot of people there and i like to people watch. but i started to notice a trend...a LOT of bad dressers were in the midst. so many that i said, lets do a fashion piece on things to NEVER do or wear. this is just for comedic purposes, so don't get all abunched (especially if you are known to rock any of these styles-tee hee hee)...no one's identity is involved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyIkydR9WI/AAAAAAAAAiU/RpDZ3FoDriI/s1600-h/fri13.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209689034562073954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyIkydR9WI/AAAAAAAAAiU/RpDZ3FoDriI/s400/fri13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;this girl's outfit wasn't bad...but at first glance, i thought she was missing pants. her shorts are almost a dead-on shade of brown matching her skin. just not something i would do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyIj1U0S8I/AAAAAAAAAh8/kNXlKWr3qnI/s1600-h/fri10.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209689018152012738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyIj1U0S8I/AAAAAAAAAh8/kNXlKWr3qnI/s400/fri10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i call this style "old playa." i was 17 skillion degrees out this weekend and this dude had his baby blue pantsuit on WITH thick white socks (not pictured). plus i think shiny white shoes are funny. they make me feel warm and fuzzy...and he had a hat to match!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyJaH6wmlI/AAAAAAAAAjM/uJYEuOR1104/s1600-h/fri21.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209689950855928402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyJaH6wmlI/AAAAAAAAAjM/uJYEuOR1104/s400/fri21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;um, no...just a world of NO!!! it's one thing that this gentleman is in dire need of a tan, but the stretched church socks and sandals almost killed me dead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyJaUJqPJI/AAAAAAAAAjU/557_pJQpXJI/s1600-h/fri22.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209689954139651218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyJaUJqPJI/AAAAAAAAAjU/557_pJQpXJI/s400/fri22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;miss shiny pants...i see where you were going with this one. your 24 karat pants weren't the worst thing created...but when you decided to get matchy-matchy with a 24 karat purse, then your sandals should not have been the color of aluminum foil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyJFGC14ZI/AAAAAAAAAik/kAzi1Q5jqF8/s1600-h/fri15.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209689589575704978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyJFGC14ZI/AAAAAAAAAik/kAzi1Q5jqF8/s400/fri15.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;what you guys can't see is the tips of her hair were white...WHITE!!!  someone needs to back away from the dye box...oh, and swing by bali or hanes her way and get a bra STAT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyIkqSTbzI/AAAAAAAAAiM/d6CjT9hZOr8/s1600-h/fri12.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209689032368549682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyIkqSTbzI/AAAAAAAAAiM/d6CjT9hZOr8/s400/fri12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyJFVacEUI/AAAAAAAAAis/V3MaovfUbfk/s1600-h/fri16.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209689593701208386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyJFVacEUI/AAAAAAAAAis/V3MaovfUbfk/s400/fri16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;this is a trend i don't understand. why bother wearing "shorts" if they are going to be toucing your ankles? are those not pants? perhaps, highwater pants? maybe they should be called ports, a pants/shorts combo, kinda like skorts (remember those?) i still really  don't get it tho. i thought the purpose of shorts was to eleviate some of the heat you acquire when wearing pants...maybe i have it twisted...and i don't like them with shoestrings, dangles and tassles hanging from them either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyJF2t9FyI/AAAAAAAAAi0/CCTe_A_FYPI/s1600-h/fri17.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209689602641434402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyJF2t9FyI/AAAAAAAAAi0/CCTe_A_FYPI/s400/fri17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;oh my...this guy must have just come from the gym or something because he was not only rocking the snug shorts up to his lungs, but a white headband (not pictured) AND white wrist bands on both wrists. all that with the tube socks were just too much...maybe he made a wrong turn on his way to jack lalane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyJGBHOlsI/AAAAAAAAAi8/bIvt6Isdvsw/s1600-h/fri18.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209689605431793346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyJGBHOlsI/AAAAAAAAAi8/bIvt6Isdvsw/s400/fri18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ma'am...you are dead wrong for this. you know your mammaries are to large to go without support. if i were a cop, you would have been in handcuffs for this one....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyJGUD_o2I/AAAAAAAAAjE/CFH_IhZ4trA/s1600-h/fri20.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209689610518504290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyJGUD_o2I/AAAAAAAAAjE/CFH_IhZ4trA/s400/fri20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;madame in black...you are someone's grandmother. why are you dressed so scantily? the biking shorts are a world of NO! and the tight belt and haphazardly placed wig just don't work...even with the headband, the wig still looks like its trying to make a run for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyIkEH7JAI/AAAAAAAAAiE/F1B-rMH4X-I/s1600-h/fri11.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209689022124467202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyIkEH7JAI/AAAAAAAAAiE/F1B-rMH4X-I/s400/fri11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;what is this haircut? it is an old guy mohawk? no, its a v-hawk...but clearly, you are doing something really wrong here. i don't know if its your apparent age that's bugging me or just this fugly shape...whatever it is, me no likey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyIlEErMOI/AAAAAAAAAic/-chKa8O-0hQ/s1600-h/fri14.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209689039290708194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyIlEErMOI/AAAAAAAAAic/-chKa8O-0hQ/s400/fri14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello mesh shirt. wow! i haven't seen one of these shirts in a while. i have nothing else to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok guys, this was all in good fun. you know you see some fashion atrocities sometimes and it kills me whne i see them and have no one to nudge &amp;amp; giggle with. so take this as a PCD nudge...and fashion lesson. but i know my circlers would NEVER rock any of these looks....but take this with a chuckle and enjoy your monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;***IF YOU CAN, RECALL ONE OF THE MOST ODD, FUNNY OR WACKY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OUTFITS/LOOKS YOU'VE SEEN IN THE STREETS OF YOUR TOWN...***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-5218399392839167533?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/5218399392839167533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=5218399392839167533' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/5218399392839167533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/5218399392839167533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-park-wpcd-fashion-mishaps.html' title='In The Park w/PCD - Fashion Mishaps'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEyIkydR9WI/AAAAAAAAAiU/RpDZ3FoDriI/s72-c/fri13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-446691758997431137</id><published>2008-06-04T23:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:23.352-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulosity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Food, Glorious Food!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;greetings everyone! PCD here is a foodie. i believe that being a foodie is an attribute. its fun, adventurous, and of course, tasty! some of my peers and even my mum think its weird. they think i'm obsessed with food. i'm so not...i just "enjoy and appreciate various tastes."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEfgmFxMXQI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Afrf494Pork/s1600-h/food1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208378439065427202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEfgmFxMXQI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Afrf494Pork/s400/food1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEfgmZEeN3I/AAAAAAAAAhs/EAKWCWoqKBE/s1600-h/food2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208378444246562674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEfgmZEeN3I/AAAAAAAAAhs/EAKWCWoqKBE/s400/food2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEfgmjj7M_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/5liVlBWlbsk/s1600-h/food3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208378447062840306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEfgmjj7M_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/5liVlBWlbsk/s400/food3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that being said, i make it a point to find new and innovative places to eat. i get excited about food. i like to get dressed up and go eat. i take pictures of beautiful food. and most of all, i love to EAT!!! for some reason, i am all about asian right now. every now and again, i hone in on a type of food and can't seem to get enough of it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;***WHAT TYPE OF FOOD ARE YOU FEELING RIGHT NOW? DO OU HAVE AN ALL-TIME FAVE???***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-446691758997431137?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/446691758997431137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=446691758997431137' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/446691758997431137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/446691758997431137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/06/food-glorious-food.html' title='Food, Glorious Food!'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEfgmFxMXQI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Afrf494Pork/s72-c/food1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-9156516217715090611</id><published>2008-06-04T08:44:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:25.276-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trivia'/><title type='text'>Double or Nothing....(And Scene Results)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaYYVzl3eI/AAAAAAAAAhc/tv4OZYw26Sg/s1600-h/double.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208017563038375394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaYYVzl3eI/AAAAAAAAAhc/tv4OZYw26Sg/s400/double.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so you guys HAVE to admit that a lot of those scene stills were super easy! and since they were, i've got something else for you...but first, let's acknowledge the winner of yesterday's trivia and the answers to all of the movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the winner is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;KITTY from &lt;a href="http://theyoungandthereckless.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Young &amp;amp; The Reckless&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaUtXj2LnI/AAAAAAAAAfs/eF1ORfRTsLI/s1600-h/kitty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208013526239948402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaUtXj2LnI/AAAAAAAAAfs/eF1ORfRTsLI/s400/kitty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kitty got 14 correct...but i had to deduct 2 for not being specific on numbers 4 &amp;amp; 16...BUT she got the BONUS which was worth 5 points!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;n second place, getting the most correct all around is newcomer to the circle - She W0rd Hustlez from &lt;a href="http://shew0rdhustlez.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Life Of A Word Hustler &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaUtkxy4jI/AAAAAAAAAf0/WchpO7frOuw/s1600-h/shehustlez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208013529788113458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaUtkxy4jI/AAAAAAAAAf0/WchpO7frOuw/s400/shehustlez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;getting 16 correct. and she even added extra info such as detail from the scene the still is from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GREAT JOB GUYS!!!!!!!!!!! you win unlimited access to THE PRETTY CIRCLE!!! ha ha ha, well, you already have that so i guess you actually win a shining, triumphant glow of victory over the other circlers-lol!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ANSWERS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. BELLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. BROWN SUGAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. OCEAN'S 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. ALL ABOUT THE BENJAMINS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6.MO' MONEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7. ROMY &amp;amp; MICHELLE'S HIGH SCHOOL REUNION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8. HOW STELLA GOT HER GROOVE BACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9. JUNGLE FEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10. THE WEDDING SINGER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;11. STRICTLY BUSINESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;12. MILLION DOLLAR BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;13. DELIVER US FROM EVA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;14. SPIDERMAN 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;15. TWO CAN PLAY THAT GAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;16. HOME ALONE 2: LOST IN NEW YORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;17. CLAUDINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;18. CLOCKERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;19. SAW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;20. *BONUS* REQUIEM FOR A DREAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but as i said, it was kinda easy, sooooooooooooo, since i'm in a trivia type of mood, i've organized another. below i have posted a picture, name and actor in number order. whatever number is by their name is the number of movies you need to name that they've acted in. if they've been in sequels, only name the first. NO CHEATING!!!!!!!!!!! THEY NEED TO BE MOVIES THAT HAVE ALREADY BEEN RELEASED!!! DO NOT LOOK THEM UP...THIS HAS TO BE STRAIGHT FROM THE TOP OF YOUR HEAD!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208014908994319010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="104" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaV92uLcqI/AAAAAAAAAhU/tSm73Z9VAnw/s400/trivia1.jpg" width="147" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. CLIVE OWEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaUt-_iBrI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ZtaETFlJw3A/s1600-h/act1.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208013536825050802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaUt-_iBrI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ZtaETFlJw3A/s400/act1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. TYRA BANKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaUt_SKrfI/AAAAAAAAAgE/lAVNLohoPLw/s1600-h/act2.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208013536903212530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaUt_SKrfI/AAAAAAAAAgE/lAVNLohoPLw/s400/act2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. BEN STILLER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaUuHv4QmI/AAAAAAAAAgM/hDQjtAMmpfI/s1600-h/act3.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208013539175318114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaUuHv4QmI/AAAAAAAAAgM/hDQjtAMmpfI/s400/act3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. QUEEN LATIFAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaVNL0EEBI/AAAAAAAAAgU/QGtb89xJIOI/s1600-h/act4.bmp"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208014072842555410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaVNL0EEBI/AAAAAAAAAgU/QGtb89xJIOI/s400/act4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. JULIA ROBERTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaVNcP_FbI/AAAAAAAAAgc/pNlfk2UvM_8/s1600-h/act5.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208014077254636978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaVNcP_FbI/AAAAAAAAAgc/pNlfk2UvM_8/s400/act5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;6. ADAM SANDLER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaVNkhSbHI/AAAAAAAAAgk/NFsS1IDfUSY/s1600-h/act6.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208014079474691186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaVNkhSbHI/AAAAAAAAAgk/NFsS1IDfUSY/s400/act6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;7. MARTIN LAWRENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaVN_G4oNI/AAAAAAAAAgs/0di-iUuH9oY/s1600-h/act7.bmp"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208014086611706066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaVN_G4oNI/AAAAAAAAAgs/0di-iUuH9oY/s400/act7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;8. HALLE BERRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaVONaVAFI/AAAAAAAAAg0/rUSBj7W7H3Q/s1600-h/act8.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208014090451353682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaVONaVAFI/AAAAAAAAAg0/rUSBj7W7H3Q/s400/act8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;9. WILL SMITH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaVegd-v2I/AAAAAAAAAg8/PKOlqxZ1ZSE/s1600-h/act9.bmp"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208014370444853090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaVegd-v2I/AAAAAAAAAg8/PKOlqxZ1ZSE/s400/act9.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;10. EDDIE MURPHY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaVewK9ggI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Y-BzrPlJCcU/s1600-h/act10.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208014374660047362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaVewK9ggI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Y-BzrPlJCcU/s400/act10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*BONUS* DENZEL WASHINGTON...NAME 15!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaVfdyPh0I/AAAAAAAAAhM/vs8P_iF2_-I/s1600-h/act11.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208014386904401730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaVfdyPh0I/AAAAAAAAAhM/vs8P_iF2_-I/s400/act11.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-9156516217715090611?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/9156516217715090611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=9156516217715090611' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/9156516217715090611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/9156516217715090611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/06/double-or-nothingand-scene-results.html' title='Double or Nothing....(And Scene Results)'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEaYYVzl3eI/AAAAAAAAAhc/tv4OZYw26Sg/s72-c/double.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-5976198202897432111</id><published>2008-06-03T08:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:27.970-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trivia'/><title type='text'>I'll Be Impressed If....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;...if you can name all of the movies where these scene stills came from. i loooooooooooooooooove movies! ALL KINDS OF MOVIES!!!!!! let's see how many of these super popular productions you can name!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;(if it's a sequal, be sure to name which one) honestly, some of these are way too easy. i'll leave this up for a minute so people can can get chance to guess-NO CHEATING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStrmeWXVI/AAAAAAAAAfA/aAiyOIA4v-o/s1600-h/movies18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207478033720958290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStrmeWXVI/AAAAAAAAAfA/aAiyOIA4v-o/s400/movies18.jpg" border="0" /&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;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStrWeWXUI/AAAAAAAAAe4/eQsowJP15Qs/s1600-h/movies17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207478029425990978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStrWeWXUI/AAAAAAAAAe4/eQsowJP15Qs/s400/movies17.jpg" border="0" /&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;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStrWeWXTI/AAAAAAAAAew/zCZHKM5PB4Q/s1600-h/movies16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207478029425990962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStrWeWXTI/AAAAAAAAAew/zCZHKM5PB4Q/s400/movies16.jpg" border="0" /&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;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStUmeWXQI/AAAAAAAAAeY/J_itt21wcc0/s1600-h/movies13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207477638583966978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStUmeWXQI/AAAAAAAAAeY/J_itt21wcc0/s400/movies13.jpg" border="0" /&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;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStUmeWXPI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/01xaMw57hdE/s1600-h/movies12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207477638583966962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStUmeWXPI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/01xaMw57hdE/s400/movies12.jpg" border="0" /&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;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStU2eWXRI/AAAAAAAAAeg/1RFiF3NjFDk/s1600-h/movies14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207477642878934290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStU2eWXRI/AAAAAAAAAeg/1RFiF3NjFDk/s400/movies14.jpg" border="0" /&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;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SESsfGeWXGI/AAAAAAAAAdI/zLs_tr65Imo/s1600-h/movies3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207476719460965474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SESsfGeWXGI/AAAAAAAAAdI/zLs_tr65Imo/s400/movies3.jpg" border="0" /&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;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStUmeWXOI/AAAAAAAAAeI/XoBW28RRbU4/s1600-h/movie11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207477638583966946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStUmeWXOI/AAAAAAAAAeI/XoBW28RRbU4/s400/movie11.jpg" border="0" /&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;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SESs62eWXJI/AAAAAAAAAdg/U_tgWbt9T30/s1600-h/movies6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207477196202335378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SESs62eWXJI/AAAAAAAAAdg/U_tgWbt9T30/s400/movies6.jpg" border="0" /&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;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStrmeWXWI/AAAAAAAAAfI/iOqqhvODQK4/s1600-h/movies19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207478033720958306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStrmeWXWI/AAAAAAAAAfI/iOqqhvODQK4/s400/movies19.jpg" border="0" /&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;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SESs62eWXKI/AAAAAAAAAdo/rmnq-Gvltk0/s1600-h/movies7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207477196202335394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SESs62eWXKI/AAAAAAAAAdo/rmnq-Gvltk0/s400/movies7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br 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style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SESsfWeWXHI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/jUYKMkGNKZc/s1600-h/movies4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207476723755932786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SESsfWeWXHI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/jUYKMkGNKZc/s400/movies4.jpg" border="0" /&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;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SESs7GeWXNI/AAAAAAAAAeA/1r8eaN8A0MQ/s1600-h/movies10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207477200497302738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SESs7GeWXNI/AAAAAAAAAeA/1r8eaN8A0MQ/s400/movies10.jpg" 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SESs62eWXLI/AAAAAAAAAdw/xtxpyzpa4yM/s1600-h/movies8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207477196202335410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SESs62eWXLI/AAAAAAAAAdw/xtxpyzpa4yM/s400/movies8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;19.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SESs7GeWXMI/AAAAAAAAAd4/zpIIAFA4mYI/s1600-h/movies9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207477200497302722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SESs7GeWXMI/AAAAAAAAAd4/zpIIAFA4mYI/s400/movies9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BONUS!!!!!!!!! if you guess this, you are officialy the cool kid at school for the day *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStrmeWXXI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ovu_rtNAk7g/s1600-h/movies20.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207478033720958322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStrmeWXXI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ovu_rtNAk7g/s400/movies20.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-5976198202897432111?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/5976198202897432111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=5976198202897432111' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/5976198202897432111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/5976198202897432111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/06/ill-be-impressed-if.html' title='I&apos;ll Be Impressed If....'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SEStrmeWXVI/AAAAAAAAAfA/aAiyOIA4v-o/s72-c/movies18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-8494527234443396555</id><published>2008-06-02T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:28.568-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fighting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inappropriate behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chick stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some act-right'/><title type='text'>You Are Officially CUT OFF!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SENUGmeWW_I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/8DTWM3iizjU/s1600-h/ax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207098066554215410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SENUGmeWW_I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/8DTWM3iizjU/s400/ax.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sooooooooo my good people...have you ever found yourself in the position of cutting someone off? perhaps, excluding someone from your life who was more of a burden than a pleasure? or maybe someone who treats you less than the wonderful way you treat them? i seem to find myself in that position much more often than i would like, but it is what it is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SENVCGeWXCI/AAAAAAAAAco/mvLENCEEVXo/s1600-h/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207099088756431906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SENVCGeWXCI/AAAAAAAAAco/mvLENCEEVXo/s320/flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i guess because the weather is changing, so is life....and its time to take out the trash and cut off the ones who aren't flourishing in the garden of my life (tee hee hee, aren't i snarky?). take a peek into a few of the weeds trying to choke out my splendor...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SENWNGeWXDI/AAAAAAAAAcw/jnWOhdVHzgY/s1600-h/weeds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207100377246620722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SENWNGeWXDI/AAAAAAAAAcw/jnWOhdVHzgY/s320/weeds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cousin...one year younger than i, has a daughter same age as mine. i am much more outgoing and outspoken and she struggles socially-A LOT! my issue is, she only calls me when the retarded vagrant of a husband of hers does something her. she always wants me to tell her what to do or woo-saaaaaa her into feeling good again. she's very needy and can never join me in events where she won't get all of my attention. whenever i try to get together with her so the babies can play or just for a socially good time, she almost always cancels....VERDICT: I AM NOT DR. PHIL. I HAVE MY OWN LIFE AND DO HAVE TIME NOR AM I INTERESTED IN BEING INVOLVED IN CONSTANT DRAMA. AND IF YOU STILL SECRETLY LOATHE ME (which she actually told me once), THEN LEAVE ME ALONE AND STOP TRYING TO BORROW PIECES OF MY LIFE BECAUSE YOU DON'T LIKE YOURS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SENUHGeWXAI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Ms_yIGfiusE/s1600-h/onyd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207098075144150018" style="CURSOR: hand" height="326" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SENUHGeWXAI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Ms_yIGfiusE/s400/onyd.jpg" width="349" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;acquaintance (who i thought was on her way to becoming a friend)...3 years older, son same age as my daughter. we were introduced thru a mutual acquaintance and thought it'd be good to let the kids socialize. soon, we discovered some likenesses and seemingly fed positively off of each other's differences. well, it seems as if this acquaintance has become extremely lop-sided. i am usually the one calling to say hi, schedule play-dates and suggest outings for us and our spouses. first things first, PCD is NO groupie! trust and believe i have plenty to do and i chase no one. so you get all of a few chances to act like you don't want to be bothered before i ax you. in the past 2 weeks, she cancelled at the last minute on TWO occasions. the first was her suggestion, which i rearranged my day to accommodate. the second was the GNO i arranged. as previously stated, when i orchestrate GNOs, they usually require dressing nicely and looking fabulous. i think she has a issue with this, as i've noticed she usually is dressed rather blandly. thats cool...but um, don't lie to me and say you have strep throat 2 hours before we're leaving. i don't believe you....AND she pulled out of an event she invited me and my baby to. if i hadn't remembered the date, it would have totally passed us by...and furthermore, she casually says she's not even going and that her hubby would be there. um, do i kick it with your hubby? did he invite me? HOW RUDE!! sooooooooo, VERDICT: I AM PCD. I AM NOT IN THE BUSINESS OF CHASING GROWN FOLKS OR BEING THE ALWAYS-AVAILABLE-ANNIE WHEN YOU WANT, BUT WHEN THE TABLES ARE TURNED, YOU HAVE AN ATTITUDE, YOU ARE SICK, YOUR EYE FELL OUT, YOUR DOG DROVE OFF WITH YOUR CAR OR WHATEVER. BE CONSIDERATE AND TREAT PEOPLE HOW YOU WOULD LIKE TO BE TREATED. TOO BAD IT WON'T BE WITH ME.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SENUHWeWXBI/AAAAAAAAAcg/yBQhJHIEIDo/s1600-h/onyd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207098079439117330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SENUHWeWXBI/AAAAAAAAAcg/yBQhJHIEIDo/s400/onyd2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so as you can see, PCD is not the one to try and mess over. i hate even having to deal with this because it truly pains me...but at the same time, i am not a doormat. and people will go as faaaaaaaaaaaaaaar as you let them. and the buck stops here...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;***HAVE YOU EVER HAD TO CUT SOMEONE OFF FOR ACTING A FOOL, INAPPROPRIATELY, OR JUST NOT IN A MANNER THAT MADE YOU FEEL COMFORTABLE AS THEIR FRIEND/RELATIVE/ACQUAINTANCE? SHARE..........***&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-8494527234443396555?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8494527234443396555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=8494527234443396555' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/8494527234443396555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/8494527234443396555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-are-officially-cut-off.html' title='You Are Officially CUT OFF!!'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SENUGmeWW_I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/8DTWM3iizjU/s72-c/ax.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-6195707845218363647</id><published>2008-05-29T22:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:28.790-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election 2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hillary clinton'/><title type='text'>Truth Hurts....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so since we shined the light on pantstasia this week, i guess someone SOMEWHERE had to try and drudge something up on obama (the juice parts are in red).....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD9kbGeWW-I/AAAAAAAAAcI/LMk8sFsVlfE/s1600-h/pfleger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205990111020735458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD9kbGeWW-I/AAAAAAAAAcI/LMk8sFsVlfE/s400/pfleger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHICAGO - Sen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/16438329/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Barack Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; sought Thursday night to extinguish a burgeoning controversy over another Chicago minister who supports him, denouncing the comments of a Catholic priest who said “a whole lot of white people [are] crying” because a black man was within reach of the Democratic presidential nomination.&lt;br /&gt;The remarks by the Rev. Michael Pfleger, a white minister known as “Chicago’s renegade priest” for his liberal social activism in the city’s black community, came from the pulpit of Trinity United Church of Christ, the same church where sermons by the Rev. Jeremiah Wright came under scrutiny from critics who called them anti-American and racially divisive.&lt;br /&gt;Pfleger, pastor of predominantly black St. Sabina’s Catholic Church, who fiercely defended Wright even as Obama eventually rejected his support, sounded similar themes Sunday in a guest sermon at Wright’s church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a id="AdShowcase_F2" name="storyContinued"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saying he was seeking to “expose white entitlement and supremacy wherever it raises its head,” Pfleger mocked Sen. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/16123860/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hillary Rodham Clinton&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; of New York for appearing to weep at a campaign appearance before the New Hampshire primary in January, saying she was crying because “there’s a black man stealing my show.”&lt;br /&gt;“She always thought, ‘This is mine. I’m Bill’s wife, I’m white and this is mine,’” Pfleger said in his fiery sermon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As the racially mixed congregation responded “Amen!” and “Yes, sir!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pfleger pretended to cry and shouted: “And then out of nowhere came him, Barack Obama. And she said: ‘Damn! Where did you come from?! I’m white! I’m entitled! There’s a black man stealing my show!’&lt;br /&gt;“She wasn’t the only one crying!” he said. “There was a whole a lot of white people crying!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then, sensing that he may have gone too far, Pfleger added: “I’m sorry. I don’t want to get you in any more trouble. The live streaming [video] just went out again.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;sooooooo, what about this is so troubling to some? hmmmmmmmmm, i wonder! and regardless, i have YET to understand the need to try and hold obama's feet to the fire for things OTHER people say....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***THOUGHTS!?!***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-6195707845218363647?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6195707845218363647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=6195707845218363647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/6195707845218363647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/6195707845218363647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/05/truth-hurts.html' title='Truth Hurts....'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD9kbGeWW-I/AAAAAAAAAcI/LMk8sFsVlfE/s72-c/pfleger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-6968153991035834311</id><published>2008-05-29T08:36:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:30.613-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my gripes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='low-class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inappropriate behavior'/><title type='text'>What Do You Do When...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6tNGeWW8I/AAAAAAAAAb4/VvImx5FvQAE/s1600-h/rkelly3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205788659874683842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6tNGeWW8I/AAAAAAAAAb4/VvImx5FvQAE/s400/rkelly3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6tMWeWW5I/AAAAAAAAAbg/-LDPfJ5wttk/s1600-h/miley7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205788646989781906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6tMWeWW5I/AAAAAAAAAbg/-LDPfJ5wttk/s400/miley7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;....a public figure you or your children enjoy do something inappropriate? i know we are all human and make mistakes....but there is something about public figures that bothers me....while a lot of them deny wanting to be role models, the truth is, it comes with the territory so you have to take the good with the bad (if being a role model is considered bad). personally i don't think it's a bad deal...you get paid millions of dollars to have your face flung everywhere. you are thrust into the public....so to ask people not to fully observe what you do is silly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyhoo, i ask this because i am tired of the war going on over r. kelly and hanna montana. once r. kelly was even suspected of having sex with a child, i could no longer shake my bootay to his songs. no, i don't know him and vice versa...but in my heart of hearts, that is a serious crime and there seemed to be some pretty damning evidence to support this claim. and even tho it took 6-7 years to put him on trial, it just never was the same. now, if for some reason he is cleared of these charges 100%, then cool. until then, the fact that you are even associated with such filth is something i cannot support.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6tMmeWW7I/AAAAAAAAAbw/yLirMNgmtsQ/s1600-h/rkelly2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205788651284749234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6tMmeWW7I/AAAAAAAAAbw/yLirMNgmtsQ/s400/rkelly2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6tMmeWW6I/AAAAAAAAAbo/Ftxa1sh4N8Q/s1600-h/rkelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205788651284749218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6tMmeWW6I/AAAAAAAAAbo/Ftxa1sh4N8Q/s400/rkelly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now on to hanna montana...my baby is a little too young to undertsand the hysteria surrounding this ordinary looking girl who wears a blond wig and sings rock songs. BUT there are MANY little girls who are enamored with her. and it seems as if this 15 years old child has a problem acting and looking 15....in the past year, she has been under fire at LEAST 4 times for inappropriate pictures and looks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6tMGeWW4I/AAAAAAAAAbY/2QKIcbCFfR4/s1600-h/miley6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205788642694814594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6tMGeWW4I/AAAAAAAAAbY/2QKIcbCFfR4/s400/miley6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6sEmeWW1I/AAAAAAAAAbA/vzHwzflN76g/s1600-h/miley3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205787414334167890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6sEmeWW1I/AAAAAAAAAbA/vzHwzflN76g/s400/miley3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6sFGeWW3I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/nKIs4zrvOFk/s1600-h/miley5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205787422924102514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6sFGeWW3I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/nKIs4zrvOFk/s400/miley5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if my kid DID love hanna montana, it'd be a problem. i cannot contribute to her soon-to-be billion dollar empire when she is insisting on being the next britney spears. hey, to each his own! do what you do! but neither me nor mine will support inappropriate behavior...even when you are on your time. little kids do not understand that you were at home just "playing." they just see hanna montana.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6sDGeWWzI/AAAAAAAAAaw/uNsLCt1EXXw/s1600-h/miley1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205787388564364082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6sDGeWWzI/AAAAAAAAAaw/uNsLCt1EXXw/s400/miley1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6sE2eWW2I/AAAAAAAAAbI/Uhuqy-yabS4/s1600-h/miley4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205787418629135202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6sE2eWW2I/AAAAAAAAAbI/Uhuqy-yabS4/s400/miley4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6sEWeWW0I/AAAAAAAAAa4/RWaxa7cLShg/s1600-h/miley2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205787410039200578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6sEWeWW0I/AAAAAAAAAa4/RWaxa7cLShg/s400/miley2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(some) adults are not bothered by the looming possibility of r. being a disgusting pedophile because they like his tunes (lest we forget his marriage to aaliyah at 15 yeras of age)....but with me, it's all or nothing. and because you are a public figure, even what you do off stage is our "business", for lack of a better word.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6tU2eWW9I/AAAAAAAAAcA/4nt3anv2f2k/s1600-h/rkelly4.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205788793018670034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6tU2eWW9I/AAAAAAAAAcA/4nt3anv2f2k/s400/rkelly4.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;think of it this way......if you had a great friend, and it was discovered they had a sex tape with a child, urinating on them and such...would you still have them over for tea and crumpets? at least until they were cleared of all charges? would you cotinue to let your kids go play at their house?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or if your kid had a friend that was as sweet as cherry pie, yet dressed like a slut, always bearing her mini-breasts and bra and taking pictures in her panties, laying in beds with boys along with locking tongues with girlfriends, would you continue to let your child have sleepovers with them? hmmmmmmmmmmmm....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;***PLEASE SHARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON THIS ONE....***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-6968153991035834311?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6968153991035834311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=6968153991035834311' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/6968153991035834311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/6968153991035834311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-do-you-do-when.html' title='What Do You Do When...'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SD6tNGeWW8I/AAAAAAAAAb4/VvImx5FvQAE/s72-c/rkelly3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-1393254442818677850</id><published>2008-05-26T20:46:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T08:59:57.913-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election 2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='low-class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hillary clinton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shame on you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racial issues'/><title type='text'>She Should Lick A Porcupine</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;what is going on when PANTSUIT can get away with continuously making remarks like these? PLEASE don't let me run up on this hussy...cuz a sister might have to come out of her heels for this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(please watch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ak-fWN6aULk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ak-fWN6aULk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;OH! but the plot thickens! this skeez took it even further....please watch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n0X5L9h-tBI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n0X5L9h-tBI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;of course, my boy keith olbermann threw his two cents into the ring (if you can't watch anything else, watch from the 7:15 minute mark until the end...he whooped her silly on this one-LOVES HIM!)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CB6kAXD4WAA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CB6kAXD4WAA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***PLEASE SHARE YOUR THOUGHTS!!!***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-1393254442818677850?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/1393254442818677850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=1393254442818677850' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/1393254442818677850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/1393254442818677850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/05/she-should-lick-porcupine.html' title='She Should Lick A Porcupine'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-6606434179656613878</id><published>2008-05-22T22:05:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:31.292-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='martin lawrence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='battle of the sexes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tyler perry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eddie murphy'/><title type='text'>Dude Looks Like A Lady</title><content type='html'>lol...watch this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* i nearly died at the 2:50 mark...i'm silly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aPbUqXxvrns&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aPbUqXxvrns&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i wonder, do you see something wrong with this? does it bother you to see men dressed as women playing stereotypical roles time and time again? like martin, tyler perry, ricky smiley &amp;amp; eddie murphy...or those who do voice jobs like steve harvey and his sister o'dell impression...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i've heard both sides of the argument about why when they do dress as women, the always seem to portray these loud, inappropriate, most times unfit and usually overly sassy broads? then i've heard thats its all in good fun, just something for laughs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eddie murphy as rasputia in "norbit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDYpxGeWWyI/AAAAAAAAAao/zuFFmQYUe9w/s1600-h/norbit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203392343001422626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDYpxGeWWyI/AAAAAAAAAao/zuFFmQYUe9w/s320/norbit2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDYppWeWWxI/AAAAAAAAAag/_FbFlSM44uE/s1600-h/norbit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203392209857436434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDYppWeWWxI/AAAAAAAAAag/_FbFlSM44uE/s320/norbit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;martin lawrence as big mama in "big mama's house"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDYpomeWWtI/AAAAAAAAAaA/nbpQM66_6tE/s1600-h/bigmama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203392196972534482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDYpomeWWtI/AAAAAAAAAaA/nbpQM66_6tE/s320/bigmama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDYpo2eWWuI/AAAAAAAAAaI/-pSBh_m2ThI/s1600-h/bigmama2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203392201267501794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDYpo2eWWuI/AAAAAAAAAaI/-pSBh_m2ThI/s320/bigmama2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyler perry as madea in "diary of a mad black woman"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDYpo2eWWvI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/mG0fpcppMjQ/s1600-h/madea.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203392201267501810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDYpo2eWWvI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/mG0fpcppMjQ/s320/madea.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDYppGeWWwI/AAAAAAAAAaY/aKfBZGEUBDg/s1600-h/madea2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203392205562469122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDYppGeWWwI/AAAAAAAAAaY/aKfBZGEUBDg/s320/madea2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but what's your take? do you just see this as humor or are you offended?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-6606434179656613878?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6606434179656613878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=6606434179656613878' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/6606434179656613878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/6606434179656613878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/05/dude-looks-like-lady.html' title='Dude Looks Like A Lady'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDYpxGeWWyI/AAAAAAAAAao/zuFFmQYUe9w/s72-c/norbit2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-6962694000236793604</id><published>2008-05-21T08:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:31.890-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super duper fug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chick stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shame on you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racial issues'/><title type='text'>Roomies That Made Me Gloomy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;the other day, i was thinking about some of the roommates i've had in the past. some were quite colorful...others were "regular" people. but its those wacky ones that really took the cake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;first there was *kayla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDQgG73GyWI/AAAAAAAAAZg/R6bik81q98o/s1600-h/bible.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202818773039892834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDQgG73GyWI/AAAAAAAAAZg/R6bik81q98o/s400/bible.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;she was a church girl who i'd known for seven years. she did not drink, do any drugs or have premarital sex. she went to church every sunday, prayed and read her bible daily and did not say curse words. kayla was great...except she kept the house filthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDQgHr3GyXI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_K9JbWd2Oes/s1600-h/messy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202818785924794738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDQgHr3GyXI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_K9JbWd2Oes/s400/messy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;at first, she would stare at my bed decor and decorative do-dads in awe. i thought that was weird because we were young and i didn't have anything extravagant, but she thought everything i had/did was so fancy or beautiful. well, i figured out why when on the way to the bathroom one morning, i must have squashed about 20 cocoa puffs into the carpet. i was livid! i don't even eat cereal...but to have little crumbs all smushed into the floor was unacceptable. then i got to the sink and it was covered in hair and makeup debris. i couldn't even use it because i am weird like that. if someone else's hair or nail fragments are visibly strewn about, i will be overcome with the willies. kayla would leave all kinds of trash around, make-up plopped everywhere, and she shed like a friggin' puppy! all was lost when she began setting her alarm to blast the church music at an ungodly hour and would leave it on while she showered...all while i was asleep, or trying to be. needless to say, we didn't make it to year 2. one year was enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;next there was *carrie and *sherrie. they were sisters i had been acquainted with for some years. carrie was my age and sherrie was 2 years older. the sisters were seemingly pleasant and clean so i thought all would be good. but after a few discussions about living together, carrie wanted to invite *gilda to live there as well. i didn't have a good feeling about gilda because i didn't know her and when i saw her, i was even more concerned. she was very odd looking and acting. she kinda looked like a malnourished vulture with dark, sunken in eyes and stringy hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDQgH73GyYI/AAAAAAAAAZw/6Dc5hHZgU6c/s1600-h/vulture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202818790219762050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDQgH73GyYI/AAAAAAAAAZw/6Dc5hHZgU6c/s400/vulture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    she was very stand-offish but i was like whatev. i figured that since i was so busy, it wouldn't matter. immediately problems began. carrie started acting strangely and wouldn't speak to me. gilda never was nice. she would roll her eyes at me, walk right by and not speak and slam doors if i had friends over. all was lost when i had a gathering of sorts around thanksgiving. no one was there except me so i figured that it would be ok to have a few people over. we were having a great time and gilda walked in. she was there for all of five muntes and walked back out. 2 minutes later, there was a knock on the door. that hussy called the authorities on me! thankfully, my fabulousness won them over and there were no citations given, but i was irate. well, as soon as the police left, she walked back in and almost sprinted to her room locking the door. well, i sprinted after her giving her a piece of my mind. i kicked her door and told her that when i did see her, i was going to go upside that vulture-y face of hers so she'd better leave. well, she hid in there for hours and wouldn't come out so we all left. days later, gilda moved out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;we needed another roomie so we let this chick named *vickie take vulture's room. vickie was so sweet. she was from a small town and she was a fresh bumpkin off of the turnip truck. she was excited to be in a "real" city and she was a year younger than me and carrie. all was well for the first few weeks. then vickie started getting into the swing of things. she invited a lot of guys over. A LOT! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDQgH73GyZI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/dMsmtA50x6I/s1600-h/opensign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202818790219762066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDQgH73GyZI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/dMsmtA50x6I/s400/opensign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and i noticed a trend...they were all friends. sometimes, there would be two guy friends in her room with her. sometimes i would wake up and be walking around in my panties, only to have a mini-heart attack because some random dude would pop out of her room. needless to say, she was becoming a whore and what was worse, was that our address was associated with her whoredom. someone came to me one day and told me that our address was mentioned in the same breath as some freaky mentionings. i was disgusted. i told vikcie that she had to remove the fire from her tail or find somewhere else to live. we went back and forth and she hated me after that. she wouldn't speak to me and she met her callers elsewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;carrie became even more estranged and when the year was up, her sister explained to me that carrie hated me because of my hair. go figure! i thought she was mad because she sensed the tension between me and her friend the vulture....but just like a chick, she was an undercover hater. she was one of those color-struck chicks caught up in old school race issues. i laughed all over the place when sherrie told me that, then wished her well. that was the end of that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***HAVE YOU EVER HAD A CRAPPY ROOMMATE??? OR HAVE YOU BEEN A CRAPPY ROOMMATE??? SHARE......***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-6962694000236793604?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6962694000236793604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=6962694000236793604' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/6962694000236793604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/6962694000236793604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/05/roomies-that-made-me-gloomy.html' title='Roomies That Made Me Gloomy'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDQgG73GyWI/AAAAAAAAAZg/R6bik81q98o/s72-c/bible.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-2345256660940552843</id><published>2008-05-19T08:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:32.265-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the pretty spotlight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulosity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chick stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ipod'/><title type='text'>The Pretty Spotlight: The Ipod Touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDF03b3GyTI/AAAAAAAAAZI/zeW7rLvC0XA/s1600-h/ipod3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202067540310149426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDF03b3GyTI/AAAAAAAAAZI/zeW7rLvC0XA/s400/ipod3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;dear ipod touch, i'm in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;now i'm no techy, but this is such a fabulous accessory that i really had to post about it today. hubby got me the Ipod Touch and i have been enamored with it for a number of reasons. the touch screen is so easy to work (even the type pad) and the format for everything is so highly organized, that it has become my new personal assistant. for men and their big hands, i must say that the type pad is a little slim, but after a little while, anyone could get the hang of it. (i did watch a man in the store type away with no hassle but he had 3 weeks of working it). i love how you can scroll thru your music by album cover. the calendar is well organized with various views that are super swell and of course...it looks so cool! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDF03r3GyUI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/MNg11hvttwc/s1600-h/ipod2.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202067544605116738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDF03r3GyUI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/MNg11hvttwc/s400/ipod2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i highly recommend this to anyone who needs some organizational help and a place for their music. you'll be surprised how you'll use all of the other functions like navigation, youtube, weather and all. oh, and don't be sassy like me and think you can be lazy and purchase a stylus for touching buttons because that does not work-lol! and of course, i had to dress mine in a snazzy pink leather cover. TOO CUTE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDF0373GyVI/AAAAAAAAAZY/A3xGVdI5eFY/s1600-h/ipod1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202067548900084050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDF0373GyVI/AAAAAAAAAZY/A3xGVdI5eFY/s400/ipod1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHAT WAS YOUR LATEST TECHNOLOGICAL PURCHASE??? DO YOU LOVE IT?? HATE IT??? WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO PURCHASE IF YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY???***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-2345256660940552843?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/2345256660940552843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=2345256660940552843' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/2345256660940552843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/2345256660940552843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/05/pretty-spotlight-ipod-touch.html' title='The Pretty Spotlight: The Ipod Touch'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SDF03b3GyTI/AAAAAAAAAZI/zeW7rLvC0XA/s72-c/ipod3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-6899490193395111757</id><published>2008-05-16T08:36:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:32.745-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my gripes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>No Love At Dinnertime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SC2Fi73GyRI/AAAAAAAAAY4/nDtizRWwdqI/s1600-h/macandcheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200959979913660690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="245" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SC2Fi73GyRI/AAAAAAAAAY4/nDtizRWwdqI/s400/macandcheese.jpg" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok guys...i know i can be quite the etiquette snob sometimes. i admit this. but i DO feel there are some things that are just inexcusable. as a young whippersnapper, i was raised to always be polite when at someone's house, especially if they prepared dinner. i was raised to eat whatever i was offered without the "ewwwwwwwwwww" and "i don't like that" unless it was something outrageously different like pig's feet or something. for instance, the first time i tried okra, i had never heard of it and i certainly did not enjoy the slimy texture, but the few little fried green monsters did not kill me. i just held my breath and swallowed...no biggie!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SC2F6r3GySI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Z1Nx3QZvXGI/s1600-h/squid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200960387935553826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="276" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SC2F6r3GySI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Z1Nx3QZvXGI/s320/squid.jpg" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh, but now as an adult, i take a little more offense to foods that are prepared when i am an invited guest. let's speak from my point of view...if i'm having a party or an event, i will usually take some type of inventory as to what people eat/like/enjoy. i will not serve solely according to my tastes and i will usually choose pretty neutral or calmer versions of dishes. WHY!?! because everyone does not like everything doused in hot sauce like you, or covered in salt, or topped with octopus. its just a consideration in my opinion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so lately, i've run into some (imo, inconsiderate) hosts who have served me some of the most disgusting dishes EVER! and you'd never guess what they were...on one occasion it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;macaroni and cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the other was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. what was the issue with these? well the mac and cheese had SUGAR in it. so much sugar that you couldn't even taste the cheese. this was an occasion where i had to politely cover my plate with my napkin and toss that crap. EVERYONE was wondering about the sweetness and finally someone asked why was it so sweet? the host said, i like sugar in my mac and cheese. um, YOU like that mess. that is not a "common" staple in the dish...its something you added cuz you have an&lt;/em&gt; 'interesting' &lt;em&gt;palette...but by no means should you be serving it to a bunch of people. i understand adding a twist, but is it hard to keep the twist along the lines of the original recipe like perhaps adding another type of cheese to it...maybe a differet type of pasta besides the elbow macaroni....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then there was lamb. what irked me the most was that the host asked everyone if they liked lamb. i do not. well, lamb was prepared along with some other things so i wasn't tripping, until i saw they drowned a number of dishes in the lamb gravy. ok, if everyone does not enjoy lamb, why pour the juices on stuff? and it was bland to boot!!!!! UGH! so that blocked out an extra two dishes because they were sporting lamb cologne.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really don't feel like i am being a prude on this one. i mean, who wants to have a party and have everyone complaining or tossing their food? or leaving hungry because you either did not have a diverse menu or considerations for other tastes? so unlike my childhood, i no longer stifle the disapproval that erupt from gross food. and while i won't stand up and throw my plate on the floor and make a scene...i will however, make a mental note of this occasion *hint, hint*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;***WHAT HAS SOMEONE SERVED YOU THAT WAS SO GROSS OR OFF-THE-WALL THAT COULD HAVE BEEN GOOD IF THEY WEREN'T PLAYING SELFISH CHEF? DO YOU THINK PCD WAS RUDE TO NOT EAT THE DISHES? HAVE YOU EVER BEEN EXCITED TO EAT SOMETHING THAT LOOKED GOOD, BUT WHEN YOU BIT INTO IT, YOU DISCOVERED AN "EXTRA" INGREDIENT"? SHARE...........***&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***amendment***  ok, i feel like this is right up the alley of what today's topic is. so my daughter had a play-date scheduled for today. and while the mother totally ruined what i had in mind, i agreed to still continue. i rearranged to oblige her suggestion and she JUST called to cancel. things happen...thats cool. but she literally called and said "i'm cancelling for today."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there was no explanation, no apology, no suggestion for a reschedule and i'm HOT! is it too much to say,&lt;/em&gt; "i need to cancel for today because i am really running behind with my other errands, and i'm sorry for calling at the 12th hour, but maybe we can do something on monday."&lt;em&gt; IS THAT HARD? what is with the rudeness these days? i mean, you are being very last minute, but to top it off like that is so uncalled for. i'm at my limit with this mess....PCD is about to bloooooooooow!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-6899490193395111757?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6899490193395111757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=6899490193395111757' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/6899490193395111757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/6899490193395111757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-love-at-dinnertime.html' title='No Love At Dinnertime'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SC2Fi73GyRI/AAAAAAAAAY4/nDtizRWwdqI/s72-c/macandcheese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-8049993353135426182</id><published>2008-05-15T08:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:33.377-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hard work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some act-right'/><title type='text'>The First Time.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCw2M73GyNI/AAAAAAAAAYY/auT-g9fKz4M/s1600-h/carts1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200591265561233618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCw2M73GyNI/AAAAAAAAAYY/auT-g9fKz4M/s400/carts1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;.....i got a job, it was the worst job EVER!!! it was at a local grocery store. i was under age, so i had to get a permit signed by my parents. i was just excited because i had gotten my driver's permit and i liked driving myself to work (accompanied of course). but let me tell you about my duties...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i was a cart-girl. yes, a cart girl! they had me and my delicate self lining and pushing carts back into the building in the dead of summer. i highly objected to this so i had a fellow teen co-worker do my carts for me. in exchange, i let him eat lunch with me (hey, i was always fabulous! lol). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCw2Nb3GyOI/AAAAAAAAAYg/EidlOfIi2UM/s1600-h/carts2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200591274151168226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCw2Nb3GyOI/AAAAAAAAAYg/EidlOfIi2UM/s400/carts2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;then one day, they bumped me up to check-out girl. the issue with this is that they sold beer in this store and you had to have a blue name tag (meaning over 18) to check beer. if you had a red one, you couldn't swipe it. so i witnessed a fellow teen co-worker asking the customer to simply pick up their beer and run it across the scanner. it was a simple solution because if you were a red-tagger, you had to stop everything, call for a manager and wait for them to come from wherever to swipe it and it pissed off the other customers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCw2Nr3GyQI/AAAAAAAAAYw/9qEVNP_KA6E/s1600-h/carts3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200591278446135554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCw2Nr3GyQI/AAAAAAAAAYw/9qEVNP_KA6E/s400/carts3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;most people were happy to swipe their own beer because no one liked waiting for who-knows to show up whenever to do something that took 1.3 seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCw2Nb3GyPI/AAAAAAAAAYo/LY6fimmxSoQ/s1600-h/carts4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200591274151168242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCw2Nb3GyPI/AAAAAAAAAYo/LY6fimmxSoQ/s400/carts4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;MOST people....well, of course i would run into a snooty older lady one day who had some beer. i was checking the express line and i knew that they people were really gonna be upset waiting in express so i asked her to swipe it. you would have thought i asked her to swipe her booty across the scanner the way she looked at me. so i explained to her why i asked and she became enraged telling me how i was insubordinate for suggesting such a thing. she folded her arms, shook her head and huffed and puffed asking to speak to the manager. i called for him and i was fine.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;....until she kept on whispering under breath. and all i caught wind of was "makes no sense," "can't believe", "outrage," and "these people" SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETTT!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;REWIND! WHAT people? i can't really remember all i said...just a lot of "what", "old lady", who do you think you are?" "take this job and shove it", "!*&amp;amp;% B!*^#*# !(^#!*^" as i was floating right outside the exit doors. end of job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST OR WORST JOB? EVER RUN INTO SOME DRAMA ON SAID JOB? SPILL IT.........***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-8049993353135426182?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8049993353135426182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=8049993353135426182' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/8049993353135426182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/8049993353135426182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-time.html' title='The First Time.........'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCw2M73GyNI/AAAAAAAAAYY/auT-g9fKz4M/s72-c/carts1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-9072794789060572578</id><published>2008-05-14T08:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:33.597-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chick stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spa treatments'/><title type='text'>What's In A Pedicure?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCrjT73GyLI/AAAAAAAAAYI/U0rfxkekwN8/s1600-h/pedsign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200218651378501810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCrjT73GyLI/AAAAAAAAAYI/U0rfxkekwN8/s400/pedsign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok, so someone i know has stopped going to get pedicures. the reason: "i don't like when they start speaking in their language...i feel like they're talking about me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok. i guess that's a valid point...except you don't know WHAT they're saying. so i asked, what is the solution? she says...going to an american place. ok, well i just have to say....while i don't believe that an american would sit there and say something negative about your feet while you are in the chair, could they not wait until you left to do the same thing? she says yes, but the difference is she wouldn't know it or hear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCrjUr3GyMI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/v1vRZAx28wc/s1600-h/pedsign2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200218664263403714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCrjUr3GyMI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/v1vRZAx28wc/s400/pedsign2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;er, i'm confused again. you don't know what the korean woman is saying either. its just an assumption that she's saying something about you. and call me crazy, but there are cazillion nail shops that are run by koreans because this is one of their things. they do nails. they've probably seen every kind of foot, crust, corn, bunion, mangly-ness, burnt-osity, discolored, knotted foolishness that some people call feet...so they (in my mind) are more immune to it. i would feel (if i were my friend) more nervous about the americans because how many nail shops do you see run by them unless it' in a spa? not very many. so i would think they've ran across a lot less foot scenarios that would render a sniggle or comment necessary. i was really puzzled because i couldn't believe that she would stop indulging in one of her favorite me-time moments out of unconfirmed fear of foreign whispers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;then i felt bad. i guess i don't understand that type of insecurity so it made no sense to me. and her feet aren't even fugly...she just wears a larger size shoe. tell me, was i mean for trying to set her feelings about the situation aside and get her back in the toe game?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***DO YOU EVER FEEL SHY ABOUT YOURSELF OR ONE OF YOUR FEATURES WHEN IT'S TIME TO HAVE A STRANGER ADJUST IT FOR YOU...WHETHER IT'S NAILS, HAIR, A DOCTOR? I CAN SAY THAT I FEEL AWKWARD (NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES MY AESTHETICIAN DONE IT) ABOUT BRAZILIAN WAX TIME...NO MATTER HOW YOUR ORIGINAL SITUATION LOOKS, IT WILL ALWAYS BE WEIRD TO HAVE SOMEONE PUSHING, SHOVING AND SHIFTING YOUR COOTER AROUND WHILE RIPPING THE HOLY HOT DOG WATER LOVING FOLLICLES STRAIGHT FROM THE ROOT *ouch!* BUT WHAT I REALLY WONDER ABOUT IS HOW THEY CAN DO IT TO A BUNCH OF RANDOM PEOPLE CUZ WE ALL KNOW EVERYONE IS DIFFERENT...WHAT IF THEY RUN INTO A REALLY BAD VAJAYJAY? I JUST KNOW I COULDN'T DO IT...NOR COULD I TOUCH PEOPLE'S FEET (ok, that part was so off-topic, lol!)***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-9072794789060572578?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/9072794789060572578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=9072794789060572578' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/9072794789060572578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/9072794789060572578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/05/whats-in-pedicure.html' title='What&apos;s In A Pedicure?'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCrjT73GyLI/AAAAAAAAAYI/U0rfxkekwN8/s72-c/pedsign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-40548372703961268</id><published>2008-05-13T08:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:34.480-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulosity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chick stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Tickling Your Fancy...With Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;bonjour, mes amis! i hope everyone had a great mother's day/week/weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCmLab3GyKI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Z3PuD5SwD18/s1600-h/rest6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199840531047696546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCmLab3GyKI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Z3PuD5SwD18/s400/rest6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;its the time of year when we peel off the hats, scarves and boots...and slide into some sandals, flirty dresses and linen. and i, personally can't wait to go on my next GNO (girls night out). we typically like to go overboard with the fashion, and fabulosity....meaning we love to enjoy places that have great food, great ambiance and great people posing about. we never do anything casual on a GNO. we always decide to go somewhere flashy where dressing up is required. there's just something about putting on a slinky dress, fab heels with a perfect face and hair. LOVES IT!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCmLY73GyGI/AAAAAAAAAXg/VzIWWaacAXs/s1600-h/rest1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199840505277892706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCmLY73GyGI/AAAAAAAAAXg/VzIWWaacAXs/s400/rest1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCmLaL3GyJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/uKA1vrnOK1o/s1600-h/rest5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199840526752729234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCmLaL3GyJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/uKA1vrnOK1o/s400/rest5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCmLZ73GyII/AAAAAAAAAXw/cHTJkTsuVaE/s1600-h/rest3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199840522457761922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCmLZ73GyII/AAAAAAAAAXw/cHTJkTsuVaE/s400/rest3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCmLZb3GyHI/AAAAAAAAAXo/YNIlDto8Z_0/s1600-h/rest2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199840513867827314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCmLZb3GyHI/AAAAAAAAAXo/YNIlDto8Z_0/s400/rest2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;well, in a few days, we'll be venurting off to do our thing...but tell me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;***WHERE DO YOU LIKE TO GO WITH YOUR CIRCLE OF FRIENDS??? IS THERE A SPECIFIC PLACE YOU USUALLY VISIT? IS THERE A TYPE OF PLACE??? DO YOU HAVE A RITUAL OF MEETING AT THE SAME PLACE ON THE SAME DATE??? WHAT TICKLES YOUR FANCY WITH YOUR FRIENDS???***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3543575444853197743-40548372703961268?l=theprettycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/40548372703961268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3543575444853197743&amp;postID=40548372703961268' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/40548372703961268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3543575444853197743/posts/default/40548372703961268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprettycircle.blogspot.com/2008/05/tickling-your-fancywith-friends.html' title='Tickling Your Fancy...With Friends'/><author><name>PCD (Pretty Circle Drawer)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03841214220651965401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/R7NLIwukaeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k__DVo5GI54/S220/prettycircles7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCmLab3GyKI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Z3PuD5SwD18/s72-c/rest6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3543575444853197743.post-5632445808655837026</id><published>2008-05-06T14:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:55:34.728-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby love'/><title type='text'>PCD is Taking A Mother's WEEK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCCnWWEOdJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/K0qIXXFkEko/s1600-h/mom2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197337972307817618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVb1_Z-qtz4/SCCnWWEOdJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/K0qIXXFkEko/s400/mom2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&
