<?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-9014859009574839441</id><updated>2011-10-23T13:36:46.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mig's bLoG</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>iknowher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07685349019692451471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VjPaMALrmNM/TqR6v8sFTrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6QXfZu9dyAs/s220/laugh.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014859009574839441.post-6204539946728311979</id><published>2009-01-30T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:09:47.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before the month ends...</title><content type='html'>Okay so this recession bites! I've seen it affect a huge chunk of my family and friends (and coworkers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ashamed to say that I've been on ten interviews and still haven't gotten a call back asking when I can start. It's extremely frustrating but I can't stop. Obviously, those jobs/internships that I was interviewing for weren't meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also haven't been working as much. January and February can be some of the worst months in the retail industry. Stores start receiving spring merchandise and most of the winter collection have gone on sale and are pretty much sold out or transferred out. No one really wants to buy shorts or tank tops when they have credit card bills to pay off from the holidays (not to mention it's freezing outside.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all this free time I've been working revising my resume and whoring it out to every single website possible (&lt;a href="http://newyork.craigslist.org/"&gt;Craigslist&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.careerbuilder.com/"&gt;Careerbuilder&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.monster.com/"&gt;Monster&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.workinretail.com/"&gt;workinretail&lt;/a&gt;... you name it). I am probably one of very few who don't resort to the temptations of lying on their resume. I just can't do it. I don't stretch out the date ranges nor do I exaggerate my job descriptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! I saw this on a fellow bloggers page:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.applyspace.com/images/banner-boyfriend.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 493px; height: 110px;" src="http://www.applyspace.com/images/banner-boyfriend.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not going to lie but I was a bit tempted to try it out LMFAO!!! HEY, at least it's a much more forward than those other sites. Perhaps they're trying to reach a younger market because what 20 year old want to admit that they're on &lt;a href="http://www.eharmony.com/"&gt;eharmony.com&lt;/a&gt;. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I had a fuckload of money right now, besides paying off my student loans and going on vacation I would buy a few things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s26.photobucket.com/albums/c128/mig363/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fuuuun.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c128/mig363/fuuuun.jpg" alt="fashion101" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course these are fantasies lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT TO: Aziza, Drew, Miko, and Noemi!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014859009574839441-6204539946728311979?l=iknowhertoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6204539946728311979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014859009574839441&amp;postID=6204539946728311979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/6204539946728311979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/6204539946728311979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/2009/01/before-month-ends.html' title='Before the month ends...'/><author><name>iknowher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07685349019692451471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VjPaMALrmNM/TqR6v8sFTrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6QXfZu9dyAs/s220/laugh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014859009574839441.post-2204255814595324690</id><published>2009-01-23T19:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T19:03:28.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/1366159543072098389NrCLoI"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb24.webshots.com/43735/1366159543072098389S600x600Q85.jpg" alt="People"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014859009574839441-2204255814595324690?l=iknowhertoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2204255814595324690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014859009574839441&amp;postID=2204255814595324690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/2204255814595324690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/2204255814595324690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/2009/01/people.html' title=''/><author><name>iknowher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07685349019692451471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VjPaMALrmNM/TqR6v8sFTrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6QXfZu9dyAs/s220/laugh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014859009574839441.post-7361818757178785770</id><published>2008-12-29T00:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T01:00:54.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heartless remix.... this needs to be the real hit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lI1poDYWcHI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lI1poDYWcHI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coldest story ever told&lt;br /&gt;but the part that they don't know you broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;and changed my soul and yea you left&lt;br /&gt;yea you left me so heartless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hear them talk&lt;br /&gt;two sides to every story&lt;br /&gt;this is miiiiiine&lt;br /&gt;you made heartless oooohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you look at me at like doctor evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but you brought out the other side i don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant help it but you're the reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for the change in me and why my heart turned cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you look at me in disbelief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and haven't figured out why you're alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it had  to something with the cheatin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes people change like the seasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;listen to you now carrying on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how i hurt your heart like i did you wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we both know what you did to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired of i'm sorry and didn't mean shyt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if it didnt mean shyt then why did you do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im not saying that im so perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but i gave you my heart and you stomped on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so before you go and tell the world that im so heartless&lt;br /&gt;and how you died for a second can you fault in this&lt;br /&gt;think of how you're in this predicament&lt;br /&gt;had a girl that loved you hard but you ruined it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby I'm going to tell you like how it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you would've been good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you wouldn't have feel like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;had to let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea had to break out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i didn't do it now then i would've just broke down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and if you understand why im heartless now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a product of your words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and your life run round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tangled in your web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;now you're so strung out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014859009574839441-7361818757178785770?l=iknowhertoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7361818757178785770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014859009574839441&amp;postID=7361818757178785770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/7361818757178785770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/7361818757178785770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/2008/12/heartless-remix-this-needs-to-be-real.html' title='heartless remix.... this needs to be the real hit!'/><author><name>iknowher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07685349019692451471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VjPaMALrmNM/TqR6v8sFTrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6QXfZu9dyAs/s220/laugh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014859009574839441.post-5929329846535765611</id><published>2008-12-28T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:23:21.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>call it karma</title><content type='html'>The retail world can be very small especially in the city so that's why you have to be careful when it comes cutting off certain co-workers/employees. You never know who you might end up working with again or never.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably over 6 weeks ago I a customer came into my store with his friends. They were cracking jokes about how the employees must hate working here [my store] because the music sucked. Supposedly the music was awesome at his store. I replied "oh well I zone it out most of the time anyways since I'm the lead cashier and I have to manage the cashwrap."  He then told me that I should stop by his store and fill out an application. He also mentioned that he was friends with one of the managers from a different location for the company I worked for. (I'm not going to deny it... he was good eye candy but I could sense he was checking me out and kind of weirded me that he was a manager and would have the audacity to recruit for his store across the street, lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well a week passed by and I stopped his shoe store where I noticed that the majority of the employees there were attractive Latin females... I gave him my application and he told me that he would call me in a few days to set up an interview. He also asked about what I thought about working at the store I'm at right now because his friend manager keeps on asking him to go on an interview with my district manager and I told him that it is to each their own (basically if he's happy where he's at right now in the shoe store that he should stay there.) A week and an half passed by and I finally get a voicemail from some girl saying that they had reviewed my application and that I should call the shoe store back (mind you she left no number but since I have T mobile I just returned the call back). When I get in touch with the manager and he asks me to come in during my break the following day for a quick interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I rush during my break to the store. He tells me its going to be 5 minutes (those 5 minutes turn into 45minutes). At this point I'm starving and beyond pissed. Not only did I not get to eat anything he also reminding me of every hott asshole that walked all over me in my past lol. Once he actually came out to get me and I sat in his office for another 5 minutes. When he came into the office I told him they he basically had 10 minutes before I had to be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me the usual questions and then started talking about himself  (typical). Anyways he tells me that he's going to call me the next day with an offer. He would have to talk to the district manager in order to find out how much he could pay me. He also apologized for taking so long and I replied that he owed me lunch and he laughed. So he pretty much gave me the job on the spot except he never called me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooo so time passes by and I pretty much feel like I've been kicked around. The other day it's beyond fucking busy in my store (the day after Christmas is the new "black friday" so customers are ramming the store for sales) and guess who the fuck I saw standing around.... TADA. Mr. Shoe store manager. Turns out he was in my store waiting to be interviewed by my district manager and the head of stores of my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like sharing my story to my store manager and she laughed said, "that's interesting because he was 15 minutes late. Seems like he likes to take his time." I don't know if he got the job but if he did hopefully it won't be at my store. I highly doubt that he got the job but then again retail has its ways. I was a bit tempted to approach him about the whole situation but that's like bumping into someone you gave your number to and they never called you after the first or second date (just leave it alone.) Pluuuus, I'm not very confrontational... more like passive aggressive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014859009574839441-5929329846535765611?l=iknowhertoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5929329846535765611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014859009574839441&amp;postID=5929329846535765611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/5929329846535765611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/5929329846535765611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/2008/12/call-it-karma.html' title='call it karma'/><author><name>iknowher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07685349019692451471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VjPaMALrmNM/TqR6v8sFTrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6QXfZu9dyAs/s220/laugh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014859009574839441.post-6660151277563503656</id><published>2008-12-11T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T18:43:28.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile...</title><content type='html'>So it's been awhile since I posted a blog and of course a lot has happened since then. I live in Queens now and I need more money than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea did I mention that I have a credit card (dangerous.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really spent that much with except for transportation, food, and gifts (not just for myself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51WmyuZxgbL._AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 96px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51WmyuZxgbL._AA280_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I realized that what I needed was some black booties. I had a gift card from DSW and bought a pair for a fairly decent price.  What I really want but can't afford to buy right now is some red leather pumps like th&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shoeswithfashion.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/guess-kamilia-ankle-boot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://shoeswithfashion.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/guess-kamilia-ankle-boot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e ones below. These are by Jessica Simpson and are so fucking cute. They're a lot more affordable than the ones my heart have fallen in love with ..... (well one of many) are &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://resources.shopstyle.com/pim/c9/77/c97757f924bfa7797480f35fded3bc35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 129px;" src="http://resources.shopstyle.com/pim/c9/77/c97757f924bfa7797480f35fded3bc35.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;these electric blue python pumps for around $900.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did end up purchasing was these black ankle booties (Guess by Marciano). I saw these other patent leather ones (wing tip) with gold zippers but they were too small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other piece of clothing that I should be worried about right now is a nylon coat (preferably black and long with a hood. I'll have to look around on the internet before actually going to the stores. One of the best places to find coats for a deal is &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.macys.com"&gt;Macy's&lt;/a&gt; but that's a freakin' scavenger hunt once you get into the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this one black hooded down coat on &lt;a href="http://www.bluefly.com/Laundry-black-metallic-striped-belted-hooded-trench/cat20130/301047601/detail.fly"&gt;Bluefly.com&lt;/a&gt;. The price for this&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://adn.is.bluefly.com/mgen/Bluefly/eqzoom.ms?img=301047601.pct&amp;amp;outputx=340&amp;amp;outputy=408&amp;amp;level=1&amp;amp;x=0&amp;amp;y=0&amp;amp;backcolor=#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 367px;" src="http://adn.is.bluefly.com/mgen/Bluefly/eqzoom.ms?img=301047601.pct&amp;amp;outputx=340&amp;amp;outputy=408&amp;amp;level=1&amp;amp;x=0&amp;amp;y=0&amp;amp;backcolor=#FFFFFF" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Laundry black metallic striped belted hooded trench is around $250... It retails for twice the amount but I don't plan on spending anymore money for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving a morirsonando and fried chicken with macaroni and cheese lol. Weird combo but you have to mix it up once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media-files.gather.com/images/d260/d567/d744/d224/d96/f3/full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 230px;" src="http://media-files.gather.com/images/d260/d567/d744/d224/d96/f3/full.jpg" alt="" 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/9014859009574839441-6660151277563503656?l=iknowhertoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6660151277563503656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014859009574839441&amp;postID=6660151277563503656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/6660151277563503656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/6660151277563503656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile...'/><author><name>iknowher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07685349019692451471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VjPaMALrmNM/TqR6v8sFTrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6QXfZu9dyAs/s220/laugh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014859009574839441.post-8917453313645149768</id><published>2008-11-13T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:37:18.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Risks for Rewards (Crossing my fingers)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zappos.com/images/744/7445517/6628-704554-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.zappos.com/images/744/7445517/6628-704554-3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my lease is up soon... womp womp. I've decided that in order for me to be somewhat happy I don't want to go back to Connecticut but instead stay with family in the city and look for a new job and apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time being I've been saving money on the side and trying to not waste it crappy shyt with the exception of investment pieces of clothing. I went to the Queens Center Mall today and found these awesome&lt;a href="http://www1.macys.com/catalog/product/index.ognc?ID=324344&amp;amp;CategoryID=25131"&gt; Etienne Aigner "Venezia" boots&lt;/a&gt; at Macy's. I actually got them on sale for $129 plus tax. If I had a Macy's Card I could've used this coupon and saved an additional $20 but I don't feel like fucking up my credit by having a another card lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about throwing a party... last party at my place next week....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014859009574839441-8917453313645149768?l=iknowhertoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8917453313645149768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014859009574839441&amp;postID=8917453313645149768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/8917453313645149768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/8917453313645149768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/2008/11/risks-for-rewards-crossing-my-fingers.html' title='Risks for Rewards (Crossing my fingers)'/><author><name>iknowher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07685349019692451471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VjPaMALrmNM/TqR6v8sFTrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6QXfZu9dyAs/s220/laugh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014859009574839441.post-7929777278046501559</id><published>2008-11-04T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:33:06.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRESH START</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://donate.barackobama.com/page/smartproxy/www.barackobama.com/images/thankyou_banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 594px; height: 200px;" src="https://donate.barackobama.com/page/smartproxy/www.barackobama.com/images/thankyou_banner.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's feel good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got chills (the good ones) when I saw the awesome news on my tv that OBAMA is the next PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014859009574839441-7929777278046501559?l=iknowhertoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7929777278046501559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014859009574839441&amp;postID=7929777278046501559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/7929777278046501559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/7929777278046501559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/2008/11/fresh-start.html' title='FRESH START'/><author><name>iknowher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07685349019692451471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VjPaMALrmNM/TqR6v8sFTrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6QXfZu9dyAs/s220/laugh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014859009574839441.post-4837154362677171147</id><published>2008-11-03T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:15:39.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I could see everything...</title><content type='html'>I heard this song while chillin with a friend the other night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JqPFuVawbFg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JqPFuVawbFg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JqPFuVawbFg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good listen and I would recommend it along with "Handle Me" and "Bum like you" by Robyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.t-mobile.com/images/products/blackberry_curve_titanium/250x270myfaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 188px;" src="http://www.t-mobile.com/images/products/blackberry_curve_titanium/250x270myfaves.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this past week at work sucked major balls. I want a real job. I really could care less if anyone from _____ reads this because they probably feel the same exact way. It's crazy and sad at the same time how hard I work and yet I feel so unappreciated. It's as if I am in a mentally abusive relationship and I can't seem to get out of it.  Money is essential for me to survive but is it worth all the sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that was good venting. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would suggest to anyone who has the Blackberry Curve to update their software because it's hott. It took me a little less than an hour do it and I love it. The update includes new fonts and a video recording function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the new Blackberry Storm. But of course that is a fantasy, lol. Great new features that this phone will have:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blackberry.com/blackberrystorm/images/photos_full_side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 345px;" src="http://www.blackberry.com/blackberrystorm/images/photos_full_side.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;streaming the internet while on the phone... (fucking sick but somewhat rude, lol)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;edit Microsoft Word, Excel and other program files on this bad boy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Maintain GPS-based directions or maps on your display even while taking a call"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Sync your desktop iTunes® music files using BlackBerry® Media Sync&lt;span class="fakesuper"&gt;7,8,9,10" (this means you don't have to bitch about not being able to listen to all the songs that you downloaded via iTunes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="fakesuper"&gt;oh yea:  TOUCH SCREEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mtv.com/onair/sex_with_mom_dad/assets/images/main/281x211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://www.mtv.com/onair/sex_with_mom_dad/assets/images/main/281x211.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sometimes when I can't go to sleep I turn on the tv (which isn't supposed to help) and watch MTV.  I can't help watching Dr. Drew. His shows are addictive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014859009574839441-4837154362677171147?l=iknowhertoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4837154362677171147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014859009574839441&amp;postID=4837154362677171147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/4837154362677171147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/4837154362677171147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wish-i-could-see-everything.html' title='I wish I could see everything...'/><author><name>iknowher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07685349019692451471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VjPaMALrmNM/TqR6v8sFTrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6QXfZu9dyAs/s220/laugh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014859009574839441.post-4577791810512445520</id><published>2008-10-28T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T15:47:59.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day off...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shopimages-pe.delias.com/152585_gry_w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 425px;" src="http://shopimages-pe.delias.com/152585_gry_w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever work so hard that when you finally get a day off you end up sleeping most of that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go on an interview but I don't know what happened... I was annoyed by the way the lady sent me an email for the interview. She was so informal; I don't know how the hell she got that job. I ended up skipping it because she never confirmed it. I'm frustrated because I feel that I should be making more money, especially since I graduated from college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, last night I felt like making myself a little happy by buying a coat online. Hopefully, it'll fit nicely because returning online orders can be such a hassle. I found it on &lt;a href="http://www.delias.comm/"&gt;Delias.com&lt;/a&gt; and got it for a pretty good price. I was tempted to buy a brown leather bomber jacket from my store but it didn't have a hood and didn't feel like real leather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to work on cleaning my apartment because in a month from now I will have to move and I still don't know where I am going to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who know me well, I'm all about astrology although it clashes with my Catholic upbringing. I find it entertaining and very coincidental. One of my first books about astrology that I got was a birthday gift that they now sell at Urban Outfitters.  It's actually pretty funny and crazy at the same time. When I read about how indecisive Pisces can be I freaked out because it's so true.  It only costs $19.95 (plus tax) and it makes a great gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14926414_00_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 415px;" src="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14926414_00_b?$detailmain$" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41KX59KP8EL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41KX59KP8EL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I worked at Urban Outfitters I bought another astrological book called Sextrology.It's huge and filled with juicy descriptions about both gay and straight signs. I'm on the hunt for another great book so if anyone knows of any, suggest away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wanting a new job and new place to live at. Hopefully everything will work out soon. This time of the year tends be a time of transitions for me. I remember two years ago being in the process of moving and working hard in school and UO. Now I have to make bigger moves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014859009574839441-4577791810512445520?l=iknowhertoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4577791810512445520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014859009574839441&amp;postID=4577791810512445520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/4577791810512445520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/4577791810512445520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-off.html' title='Day off...'/><author><name>iknowher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07685349019692451471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VjPaMALrmNM/TqR6v8sFTrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6QXfZu9dyAs/s220/laugh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014859009574839441.post-1413659754049619355</id><published>2008-10-25T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:41:27.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so much on my mind</title><content type='html'>Oh wow I'm starting get pissed... it doesnt help that the "dot" is here for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My check sucked: short hours and my pay rate for my promotion didn't go into action either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea.... I saw this last week and forgot to post it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_H1hKaHDSvg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_H1hKaHDSvg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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;Oh jes, this song is rather thought-stimulating and yet the video isn't that great. it would've been funny if she had Diddy in it at the end, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IuWl2lQVlTM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IuWl2lQVlTM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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;This song would've been perfect for me awhile back but I'm over trying to mold my self for someone else. i have more important things to care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I overheard some coworkers talking about the "If I were a boy" music video by Beyonce and decided to look it up Youtube. WOW. AWESOME VIDEO. It reminded me of "Like a boy" by Ciara but with a softer, more realistic touch/perspective:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FwhHZwQ5rPg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FwhHZwQ5rPg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j9gQSeOVB3k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j9gQSeOVB3k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j9gQSeOVB3k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j9gQSeOVB3k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014859009574839441-1413659754049619355?l=iknowhertoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1413659754049619355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014859009574839441&amp;postID=1413659754049619355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/1413659754049619355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/1413659754049619355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-much-on-my-mind.html' title='so much on my mind'/><author><name>iknowher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07685349019692451471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VjPaMALrmNM/TqR6v8sFTrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6QXfZu9dyAs/s220/laugh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014859009574839441.post-63306282175940078</id><published>2008-10-23T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T20:58:25.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mix it up</title><content type='html'>I need to clean up my apartment... As they as a clean home is a happy home; right now it's looking rather depressed and lethargic, lol.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ec3.images-amazon.com/images/I/51nnzITlYwL._SL500__SS140_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 213px;" src="http://ec3.images-amazon.com/images/I/51nnzITlYwL._SL500__SS140_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ec3.images-amazon.com/images/I/51LEzyVyOaL._SL500__SS140_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 162px;" src="http://ec3.images-amazon.com/images/I/51LEzyVyOaL._SL500__SS140_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also to work on making myself some food before I faint, lol. My lazy ass has been sleeping most of the day, but you can't blame me (I rarely have days off anymore now that I work full-time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51ccIyVILkL._SL500__SS140_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51ccIyVILkL._SL500__SS140_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51MjyE4y9qL._SL500__SS140_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51MjyE4y9qL._SL500__SS140_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51MjyE4y9qL._SL500__SS140_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I was looking through some fashion blogs  and I totally forgot that I need to shed some light on a handbag line that I came across during this summer. I ran into a designer who was wearing this fucking gorgeous bag. She told me that they custom make most of their bags and that she could sell me a bag at wholesale price for $200. I later Googled the company and found that that price was practically retail for some of the other bags, lol... oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you havent seen the new Britney Spears music video "Womanizer" then you're missing a whole lot of nothing.... Well, that's not all true. She does look somewhat refreshingly delicious (minus the short black wig.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=44436393"&gt;britney spears  WOMANIZER director's cut HQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=44436393,t=1,mt=video,searchID=0490b4d0-3882-4eeb-b8df-2eedd4c87d6a,primarycolor=,secondarycolor="&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=44436393,t=1,mt=video,searchID=0490b4d0-3882-4eeb-b8df-2eedd4c87d6a,primarycolor=,secondarycolor=" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014859009574839441-63306282175940078?l=iknowhertoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/feeds/63306282175940078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014859009574839441&amp;postID=63306282175940078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/63306282175940078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/63306282175940078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/2008/10/mix-it-up.html' title='mix it up'/><author><name>iknowher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07685349019692451471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VjPaMALrmNM/TqR6v8sFTrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6QXfZu9dyAs/s220/laugh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014859009574839441.post-7034992835966267451</id><published>2008-10-22T13:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:15:40.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My debut... well like a year ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="339"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k6UkGolLJh8SdUwAyp"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k6UkGolLJh8SdUwAyp" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="339" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k6UkGolLJh8SdUwAyp"&gt;Hung Up Pt 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/Room28Comedy"&gt;Room28Comedy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014859009574839441-7034992835966267451?l=iknowhertoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7034992835966267451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014859009574839441&amp;postID=7034992835966267451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/7034992835966267451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/7034992835966267451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-debut-well-like-year-ago.html' title='My debut... well like a year ago'/><author><name>iknowher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07685349019692451471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VjPaMALrmNM/TqR6v8sFTrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6QXfZu9dyAs/s220/laugh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014859009574839441.post-1034462535220809288</id><published>2008-10-22T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:39:34.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transitions... and I'm not talking about the lenses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14815765_21_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 332px;" src="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14815765_21_b?$detailmain$" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There those who are back in school right now... meanwhile, I graduated. I haven't had the ceremony yet but it feels fucking good to be out of school. I don't have to care about rushing from work to make it to class on time and I certainly don't have to worry about writing a ten-page essays about "who-gives-a-fuck-about-payola."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14917322_40_b?$prodmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 316px;" src="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14917322_40_b?$prodmain$" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Although I don't have to deal with procrastinating from doing homework assignments I realize that the next few months are going to be a lot more challenging than college. My lease is up soon and I somehow ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e to find a new place and continue to "save up" in order to mov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e out and stay in the city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I like to "internet window shop" to entertain myself. I'm not a huge fan of window shopping in reality because it's depressing, lol. So instead I do it on the internet and watch Making The Band at the same time meanwhile snacking on some smores, lol.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14418610_21_b?$magnify$"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 202px;" src="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14418610_21_b?$magnify$" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went along and posted a few pictures of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;clothes and accessories that are a must for my wardrobe - well at least when the funds come thru. The boots are from Urban Outfitters....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want that Spiewak jacket... MUST HAVE (also from Urban).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14848410_20_b?$magnify$"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 207px;" src="http://images.urbanoutfitters.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14848410_20_b?$magnify$" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should be a stripper on the side because I don't earn enough money to love fashion the way I do (that and the amount of food I consume.) I think I spend half of my check on eating. I can't help it (I don't know how females can starve themselves on purpose... I'll give them a lil props for the determination, lol.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top off the list of delicious fashion, I want these gloves. These bitches are caramelly yumm yummmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9014859009574839441-1034462535220809288?l=iknowhertoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1034462535220809288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014859009574839441&amp;postID=1034462535220809288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/1034462535220809288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014859009574839441/posts/default/1034462535220809288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iknowhertoo.blogspot.com/2008/10/transitions-and-im-not-talking-about.html' title='Transitions... and I&apos;m not talking about the lenses'/><author><name>iknowher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07685349019692451471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VjPaMALrmNM/TqR6v8sFTrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6QXfZu9dyAs/s220/laugh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
