<?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-5728772571250639324</id><updated>2011-07-30T11:17:55.820-07:00</updated><category term='new blog'/><title type='text'>Mystic Whisper</title><subtitle type='html'>Some fugly thoughts that are the new pretty...... so go fug yourself!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-8778770914148740900</id><published>2010-01-29T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:53:04.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the title goes too.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/S2M4F5eUqaI/AAAAAAAAADg/ywKpiSJsED4/s1600-h/deuchebag2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/S2M4F5eUqaI/AAAAAAAAADg/ywKpiSJsED4/s200/deuchebag2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432247249517455778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/S2M4ASwQi5I/AAAAAAAAADY/Fuy_uGud6gU/s1600-h/deuchebag1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/S2M4ASwQi5I/AAAAAAAAADY/Fuy_uGud6gU/s200/deuchebag1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432247153224354706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In corner one we have Spencer Pratt, and corner 2 we have Kanye West, which boy should take the crown of ultimate douchebag??!! &lt;br /&gt;I used to think that After that speech at the mtv video awards that Kanye West would keep this title for a very long time, but i think he may have found his competition. A certain spencer Pratt came dodgeing into the inflated ego world spreading his douchebaggery like he would run low on it or something if he didnt show what he can do. Kanye hasnt proved himslef much better raving about his own ego, especially on National TV. Both of these boieeessss have an ego that you can see from outerspace. &lt;br /&gt;Or is it maybe that Spencer is just a kanye wannabe, who knows although he did compare himself as "the next Jay-z" thats right folks Spencer has taken up rap, another alter ego that should never have came to be. He did a cameo in an album with guess who, Heidi, his wifes song "bodylanguage". &lt;br /&gt;Now mr. Kanye west, we all know about the infamous taylor swift blow at the mmva's, but what about the national slander on his own president on TV, yes mr. bush was a terrible president, but guess what Kanye he was terrible for everyone Kanye, not just black people. This guy thinks he is big enough to burst into anything and be too cool to not think about what he says first. &lt;br /&gt;I can honestly say I dont know who takes the cake, maybe we could do a tie for this crown, I am sure there are others in the world to share this beautiful, contagious douchebaggery which is oh so plentiful these days. Fortunatly not all of them are famous like these two for being so. Beyonce seems to think so, and her thoughts are much better than yours. Check out the "great" voice that Kanye has when he is doing a fundraiser and turns it into a huge, "wrong time, wrong place" type of situation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zIUzLpO1kxI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/zIUzLpO1kxI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this "song" I found on youtube, it is a dedication to certain people i may or may not have mentioned:&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_faInfFMtr4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/_faInfFMtr4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&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/5728772571250639324-8778770914148740900?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/8778770914148740900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=8778770914148740900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/8778770914148740900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/8778770914148740900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-title-goes-too.html' title='And the title goes too.....'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/S2M4F5eUqaI/AAAAAAAAADg/ywKpiSJsED4/s72-c/deuchebag2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-6170120327048487756</id><published>2010-01-08T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T14:32:09.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Credits</title><content type='html'>So when did it become normal to sit in a movie theatre after the movie is over and stare at the credits? Yes i can understand wanting too see who did that phenominal job on the lighting, or who edited this flick, but if you are going to do that please do not sit on the outside of the lane, blocking the isle!!! &lt;br /&gt;Is keanu your third cousin twice removed?? are you a movie nerd that refers to it as a film? did you yourself work on the film? where you there when they filmed it? or are you just the type of person who takes their hard earned holiday time when theres some sort of film festival around? &lt;br /&gt;If i have to walk by you again, while your imagining its either a lap dance, or your just trying to dodge around me to see what is remaining of this movie, I sir am going to go darth vader on your ASS, and i dont care if you are popping milk duds at that time.&lt;br /&gt;I can understand the watching if there are additional scenes, or bloopers or something, i mean yeah i will hang out for them, but please if you are one of these people sit near the wall, or please dont sit near me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-6170120327048487756?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/6170120327048487756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=6170120327048487756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/6170120327048487756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/6170120327048487756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2010/01/movie-credits.html' title='Movie Credits'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-3067199818035154729</id><published>2009-12-12T14:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T14:31:33.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Public toilets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SyQZkikZWFI/AAAAAAAAADI/ZuaOKZXUdx0/s1600-h/picotoilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SyQZkikZWFI/AAAAAAAAADI/ZuaOKZXUdx0/s200/picotoilet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414480767551625298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have all been there, in a stall, having to sit down on the toilet, a public toilet...duh duh ddduuunnnn!!! I for one have an issue with them, those lazy assholes who pee all over the seat itself, like hello, did your parents not potty train you properly? While i am in there wiping off your "aftermath" i am thinking boy would i like to wipe your nose in this, then i put a layer of paper on the rim to avoid full contact of whatever disease infested lurks on that seat, mind you it is only a thin layer, and its not very reassuring. They need to keep the toilet seat covers in the stalls. &lt;br /&gt;Next things next, people who dont flush, like WTF is your issue?? sometimes its ok to do it at home, maybe depending on what you leave in the toilet, but to do it in a public facilty, i guess more good morals your parents taught you very well. When i see that i want to find the lazy ass that left this stink in there and make them bob for crapples. seriously, your disgusting and really make me question whether or not you have a fear of toilets from all the swirleys you probably got as a kid. &lt;br /&gt;So the next time you are in a public toilet remember to check the seat first, as some jackass before may not be the healiest person in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-3067199818035154729?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/3067199818035154729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=3067199818035154729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/3067199818035154729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/3067199818035154729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2009/12/public-toilets.html' title='Public toilets'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SyQZkikZWFI/AAAAAAAAADI/ZuaOKZXUdx0/s72-c/picotoilet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-9054938988033502121</id><published>2009-12-11T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T14:33:08.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cashout, over count</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SyLIl3fNdeI/AAAAAAAAADA/-dyuF2FHYaw/s1600-h/jumpsuits_020308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 194px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SyLIl3fNdeI/AAAAAAAAADA/-dyuF2FHYaw/s200/jumpsuits_020308.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414110254928328162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am with my baby in the supermarket, and as every superstore, i mean supermarket there is An express lane. Then I see something i see almost everytime i go there. There's always that person that waits in that line with far more than 12 items. And to make matters worse they play dumb to the situation, pppfftttt, as if they hadnt noticed there in this line with their overflowing cart. Another thing i notice is that, they tend not to make eye contact with the honest poor bastards that are in that line with their two items. Dont pretend you dont see us better folk,and dont think that by not looking at us your cart suddenly becomes invisible, we know your just impatient, and none of this my kids are waiting in the car bullshit,maybe the next time  you go out in public during a busy time, take into consideration, YOU MAY HAVE TO WAIT YOUR TURN!! &lt;br /&gt;Getting off topic, as usual, i would like to talk about a fashion trend that should have been gone a long time ago, but somehow made its eye blazing return, yes folks i am speaking of the jumpsuit, that one peice suit that should have stayed in the 70s/80's, and for some the 90's. GROSS!!! i know one thing is for sure, you would never in a million years catch me wanting to take off my shirt to go pee. your pretty much have to get naked whenever you use the shitter.worse yet, what happens if you drop your sleeve in the throne, theres a day you may regret....blllaaahhhhh. I encourage NO MORE JUMPSUITS, they are ugly, out of date, and sure as shit say nothing good about your taste in how you look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-9054938988033502121?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/9054938988033502121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=9054938988033502121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/9054938988033502121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/9054938988033502121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2009/12/cashout-over-count.html' title='Cashout, over count'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SyLIl3fNdeI/AAAAAAAAADA/-dyuF2FHYaw/s72-c/jumpsuits_020308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-4551890912000585968</id><published>2009-12-10T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T21:25:27.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponyfails to mullets to paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SyHXrBn6-AI/AAAAAAAAACw/HmsEYt_S6vU/s1600-h/napeworm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SyHXrBn6-AI/AAAAAAAAACw/HmsEYt_S6vU/s200/napeworm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413845361246271490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being on Maternity leave I have noticed different things about random people that i see on the street or wherever I happen to be. The other day Emma Shawn and I went out for some christmas gifts when i noticed something about an older gentleman that I never took into consideration till then. I noticed his ponytail, I really do now have a new pet peeve, its old whirey "ponyfails".  Seeing that ponyfail made me want to pull out some scissors and cut off whatever that was on the end of it, which takes a lot of self control. Looking like a Jute rope and having more split ends than courtney love's hair in the winter, I just dont understand the look, nor do I get the point. Obviously they dont care about their hair, but it is just not pleasing to look at, Majority of the time it seems like its a sad attempt to cover a bald spot, which aint fooling anyone, so please chop that napeworm off. A mullet, now theres a look (just kidding) To me a mullet says "i mean business" in the front, and the back says "lets party" honestly mullets arnt that much better, but at least its got some personality too it. &lt;br /&gt;Another thing I noticed is something little like PAPER, you know the prehistoric version of the PC. I swear Paper is out for revenge of the evil that is technology, they are bitter and are lurking, waiting to cut you up. I recieved a friendly reminder from my cookbook while baking the many recipes of christmas, going on my merry way, i turned the page and BAM....slice. My index finger never saw it coming. I am just fearing now that the brown paper bags in my house are going to go for my jugular one day. you ever see Matt Damon in one of them bourne movies doin some damage with that magazine, well it is a sneaky pulp affliction which can never be taken too seriously. I think we need to treat paper with more respect these days, or at least give it some attention to lose the bitterness for which it holds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-4551890912000585968?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/4551890912000585968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=4551890912000585968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/4551890912000585968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/4551890912000585968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2009/12/ponyfails-to-mullets-to-paper.html' title='Ponyfails to mullets to paper'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SyHXrBn6-AI/AAAAAAAAACw/HmsEYt_S6vU/s72-c/napeworm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-209969654371954881</id><published>2009-09-12T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T13:10:36.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SqwALBDyETI/AAAAAAAAACU/TPqozq2O_8U/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SqwALBDyETI/AAAAAAAAACU/TPqozq2O_8U/s200/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380675844063760690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The title I have posted is pretty straight forward as to what I am about to speak of. First of all, alot of family life/married life is about comprimise. Shawn and I have a very differnt opinion of a lot of things, actually, about 90% of things we talk about, we are both thick headed, stubborn and VERY opinionated. Yet we manage to still be able to say "i love you" even though we dont agree on everything and we "argue" about EVERYTHING, literally EVERYTHING. We have a feeling of happiness that neither of us have felt before. and I have never been/felt happier in my entire life. We are planning on a fairly big wedding, i use the term big loosely, as we are arguing about wether or not to elope to a white sandy beach type of wedding.&lt;br /&gt;We have a surpisingly decent amount of time together, even though he is working two jobs, and We have our 4 month old baby girl. during the day he works, he comes home at night, and usually spends time with us, Emma goes to bed then its just him and I. For a relationship that has a lot of strain and demand, I hope it never changes for the worst, and i am sure shawn feels the same, as we both want the same thing in our furture together. The one thing we do agree on, working hard at a great relationship,and hoping to blossom from where we are now. &lt;br /&gt;   Now, parent life, the best kind of life for me anyways. I love being a mom, and I know Shawn is the perfect father. Emma is even more than what we thought she would be, not to mention so much cuter, and continuing to impress us everyday, even more. parental life is a new level of stress, worth it all though. Its a great feeling knowing that you are the one to do everything in your power to keep your baby safe. Obviously as a first time mom I worry more than i should, but thats better than underworrying as far as I am concerned. After having Emma I now feel like for once in my life I have found my "true calling"  I love the way things are, and really the only thing I would change is to own a house instead of rent. I feel that is pretty damn close to the perfect life. &lt;br /&gt;  We have a very strong life together, and I know this was meant to be, i believe that everything happens for a reason, even if you cant see the light right at that moment, you will see it eventually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-209969654371954881?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/209969654371954881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=209969654371954881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/209969654371954881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/209969654371954881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2009/09/family-life.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Family life&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SqwALBDyETI/AAAAAAAAACU/TPqozq2O_8U/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-1907365700411591410</id><published>2009-07-02T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:20:44.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Micheal J and Farrah Fawcett</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Sk0yVplLvfI/AAAAAAAAACM/y6K-wHjdspw/s1600-h/Michael%2BJackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Sk0yVplLvfI/AAAAAAAAACM/y6K-wHjdspw/s200/Michael%2BJackson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353990879533841906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Sk0vCM239wI/AAAAAAAAACE/7ZdYI2peEJ8/s1600-h/farrah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Sk0vCM239wI/AAAAAAAAACE/7ZdYI2peEJ8/s320/farrah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353987246871017218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I just said the same thing you have been hearing for the past week. I believe that when a person passes on celebrity or not, depending on how they lived their life, that they do deserve respect for the life that they lived and are just as entiteld to have a celebration of what they stood for. Farrah and Micheal where both pop culture icons in their own time, without the use of the internet and so much other media that todays youth have access to become famous from, they rose to the top on their own. Both in two different objectives. Farrah being the jem she was and great actress, there was a point when she was the symbol of "sex appeal". And still stood strong by her spirit till the day of her passing. RIP Farrah.&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Micheal. One thing that makes me angry is that now that he has passed people now love him, what happened to the WiLD allegations?? Which as far as i am concerned was a bad name for him, and most defently not true!! It was a way for these accusing families to make some money. Yes he was a strange man with a creepy house known as "neverland ranch" but really he was just trying to buy his childhood back. I know that has a parent if someone, famous or not would even so much as attempt to do that to my baby, no pay off could make me look the other way.However i do believe that he could have been a "Different" type of parent, and really dangling your child over a balcony should a been a long ass visit from social services. Micheal really did die a long time ago, just physically last week. He was a great entertainer, he started an era, he showed us moves that probably still wouldnt exist to this day if he hadnt started them. So RIP, i hope you got your childhood back micheal. knowbody will ever be able to grab their groin like you did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-1907365700411591410?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/1907365700411591410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=1907365700411591410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/1907365700411591410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/1907365700411591410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2009/07/rip-micheal-j-and-farrah-fawcett.html' title='RIP Micheal J and Farrah Fawcett'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Sk0yVplLvfI/AAAAAAAAACM/y6K-wHjdspw/s72-c/Michael%2BJackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-1674812382291275318</id><published>2009-06-17T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T15:43:44.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hail" to all storms</title><content type='html'>Since a gal like myself has no job at the moment and is at home ALL the time raising my baby, i get easily amused, like today for example the massive storm that hit up The RGC. It was quite epic, with the spontanious loud thunder, and cracking lighting, i love em!!! oh and i cant forget the little hail we got, hence my title:) Heres a little example of what mother nature had to offer our fair city today, beautiful she isMake sure to pay attention to the poor bastard stuck in this glorious storm, he was just trying to sit outside and enjoy his popsicle:( It was quite amussing for me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-302c204a74b78b1c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D302c204a74b78b1c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330109378%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8331CD0A1679DF55678669048400356DBDB05452.32C364F1C3B1001240F10A13211D153E7950B2E7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D302c204a74b78b1c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcB8DnWCku-q-laIGivo6GAMicHs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D302c204a74b78b1c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330109378%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8331CD0A1679DF55678669048400356DBDB05452.32C364F1C3B1001240F10A13211D153E7950B2E7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D302c204a74b78b1c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcB8DnWCku-q-laIGivo6GAMicHs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-1674812382291275318?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=302c204a74b78b1c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/1674812382291275318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=1674812382291275318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/1674812382291275318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/1674812382291275318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2009/06/hail-to-all-storms.html' title='&quot;Hail&quot; to all storms'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-6037928593492583007</id><published>2009-05-24T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T09:56:54.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome baby girl!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Shl8UJworRI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lbII7CmmgUo/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Shl8UJworRI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lbII7CmmgUo/s320/052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339435518883573010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Shl8Ty8qjzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/oftUXE_ZX_8/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Shl8Ty8qjzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/oftUXE_ZX_8/s320/012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339435512760012594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the time has come, Emmas birthday, may 18th, 2009. 26 hours of labour and worth it all. Emma Inara, the light of my life:):) Being a mom is the best feeling in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-6037928593492583007?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/6037928593492583007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=6037928593492583007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/6037928593492583007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/6037928593492583007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2009/05/welcome-baby-girl.html' title='Welcome baby girl!!'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Shl8UJworRI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lbII7CmmgUo/s72-c/052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-5734050877805979079</id><published>2009-05-13T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:55:13.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A good e-mail i recieved the other day, i feel i need to share:</title><content type='html'>Here it is probably something that will make you laugh, especially for those of you who know what it is like to meet and smile at the public everyday of your life. These are just some things that once in a while you would love to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS YOU'D LOVE TO SAY OUT LOUD AT WORK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.     I can see your point, but I still think you're full of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.     I don't know what your problem is, but I'll bet it's hard to pronounce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.     How about never? Is never good for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.     I see you've set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.     I'm really easy to get along with once you people learn to see it my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.     I'll try being nicer if you'll try being smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.     I'm out of my mind, but feel free to leave a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.     I don't work here. I'm a consultant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.     It sounds like English, but I can't understand a damn word you're saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.            Ahhh...I see the f@$k-up fairy has visited us again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.            I like you. You remind me of myself when I was young and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.            You are validating my inherent mistrust of strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.            I have plenty of talent and vision; I just don't give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.            I'm already visualizing the duct tape over your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.            I will always cherish the initial misconceptions I had about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.            Thank you. We're all refreshed and challenged by your unique point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.            The fact that no one understands you doesn't mean you're an artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.            Any connection between your reality and mine is purely coincidental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.            What am I? Flypaper for freaks!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.            I'm not being rude. You're just insignificant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.            Congratulations, you have officially earned the “Dumber Than a Box of Rocks Award.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.           You know the acronym behind your name won't keep me from kicking your ass in the parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.            And your cry-baby whiny-assed opinion would be...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.            Do I look like a people person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.            This isn't an office. It's Hell with fluorescent lighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.            I started out with nothing &amp; still have most of it left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.            Sarcasm is just one more service we offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.            If I throw a stick, will you leave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.            Errors have been made. Others will be blamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.            Whatever kind of look you were going for, you missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.            I'm trying to imagine you with a personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.            A cubicle is just a padded cell without a door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.            Can I trade this job for what's behind door #1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.            Too many freaks, not enough circuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.            Nice perfume. Must you marinate in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.            Chaos, panic, &amp; disorder - my work here is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.            How do I set a laser printer to stun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.            I thought I wanted a career; turns out I just wanted a salary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.            Who lit the fuse on your tampon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.            Oh I get it... like humour... but different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Seriously, wouldnt it be a perfect world with the use of these words to certain people:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-5734050877805979079?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/5734050877805979079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=5734050877805979079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/5734050877805979079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/5734050877805979079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-e-mail-i-recieved-other-day-i-feel.html' title='A good e-mail i recieved the other day, i feel i need to share:'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-1048349000735667747</id><published>2009-04-28T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:18:00.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Bernice Frankel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SfdWYPgB7II/AAAAAAAAABs/xZtnE1X-9fE/s1600-h/bea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 101px; height: 122px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SfdWYPgB7II/AAAAAAAAABs/xZtnE1X-9fE/s320/bea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329823658493996162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernice Frankel was born May 13th 1922 and passed on to a better life on April 25th, at the age of 86. She lived a long and full life, if you still dont know who i am talking about one of my favorate comiediannes of her time, Bea Arthur. Originally studying to become a medical lab technician, she quickly switched career choices after seeing medical work as TEDIOUS. She started taking drama and in 1958 had a first role on broadway "The threepenny opera" was her very first paid break. In the 1960s she then appeared in the original broadway performance for fiddler on the roof.Also appearing in "Mame" with Angela Landsbury. Her first regular TV work was for "ceasars hour" comedy sketch show. then in the 70s became the character we all know as "Maude", her title character was a once widowed, and twice divorced, quick witted individual. Finally in the 80s she hit it even bigger with the role of "Dorthy" in the golden girls. Which was and still is one of my favorite sitcoms of all time. The show went from 1985-1992. &lt;br /&gt;As far as I am concerned she lived a full life of succeeding on doing what SHE wanted to do, I have always admired her and her work, and yes i still do watch golden girls to this day, that show wont ever get old as far as great sitcoms are concerned. I have to thank my Granny for the wonderful intro to the golden girls:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-1048349000735667747?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/1048349000735667747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=1048349000735667747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/1048349000735667747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/1048349000735667747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2009/04/rip-bernice-frankel.html' title='RIP Bernice Frankel'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SfdWYPgB7II/AAAAAAAAABs/xZtnE1X-9fE/s72-c/bea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-3646331375175927881</id><published>2009-04-18T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T13:10:35.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Absence vs. absolution</title><content type='html'>What i meant to entitle was black vs. white, and no this aint a racial thing i am talking about, it is a comparison. And proof that my newer relationship with Shawn is a completion of each other:) When i first moved in Shawns bathroom was full of white towels, until i multicoulored the shit out of it....mwahaha. i ask him why that is, cause i dont own one white towel, they are my mortal enemy. I hate white, stains so easily, and really i dont want items that i have to bleach all the time to keep clean. Unfortunatley he told me that white is a good colour for a bathroom. As in my old place where i lived alone, my bathroom was black. So i came in with everything but white, twisted his whole world around, and now we couldnt be happier. We talked today about how, black and white are completely opposites but still complete each other and look good together. Black being the sign of abscence, and white well perhaps the opposite sign of absolution, but yet work together. Who knows maybe someday he can move me to to a brighter colour, he is already on a good road to it:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-3646331375175927881?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/3646331375175927881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=3646331375175927881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/3646331375175927881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/3646331375175927881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2009/04/absence-vs-absolution.html' title='Absence vs. absolution'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-7604796478694255974</id><published>2009-04-10T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T18:46:17.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Longing to look in our daughters eyes:):)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Sd_2U1gFiqI/AAAAAAAAABk/E0TSvBnd7_0/s1600-h/2d+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Sd_2U1gFiqI/AAAAAAAAABk/E0TSvBnd7_0/s320/2d+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323244122394692258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life alterations happen on a daily basis, but one of the biggest ones in a mommy to be is the birth of her unborn child. Especially a first time mommy. Questions, worries (which by the way I have never done so much), which is why we have people in our lives to answer those questions, thankful for those people by far, then there are the books, and the internet, maybe tv once in a while (the whole reason I watch Nanny 911) nanny always has some good thoughts to share:) We have approx. 8 weeks left in this journey I call pregnancy. Then we get to look in our daughters eyes, the one step we have both been longing for since the beginning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-7604796478694255974?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/7604796478694255974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=7604796478694255974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/7604796478694255974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/7604796478694255974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2009/04/longing-to-look-in-our-daughters-eyes.html' title='Longing to look in our daughters eyes:):)'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Sd_2U1gFiqI/AAAAAAAAABk/E0TSvBnd7_0/s72-c/2d+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-290802594802469527</id><published>2009-04-08T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T23:02:48.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Could be considered a good day today:)</title><content type='html'>Ok so we decided today to go out and search some more, a place we did come by tonight, I even coughed up the money for it, as soon as I saw it. This place is much pricier, and its in the hood, but its on an upper level which means we are still getting renters insurance, and we are going to have to choose what gang colours we are going to start worshipping and wearing. But to have a place and move in is may 1st, feels so much better!!! I am more so excited to set up Emmas room, and I am sure I will have plenty of time to do that while on my mat leave. Which should be coming up soon. Its going to feel nice to not have to put up with people who have no common sense (ie customer service) for a whole year. However I will miss working, but I can always go back to that. In the meantime, i will just work at home for no pay. 2 months and 6 days, will come faster and faster by the day. Meeting mr. obstetrican tommorrow, and applying for my mat leave, hopefully everything going smoothly, but who knows, there is always thorns on roses in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-290802594802469527?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/290802594802469527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=290802594802469527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/290802594802469527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/290802594802469527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2009/04/could-be-considered-good-day-today.html' title='Could be considered a good day today:)'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-696813301002564302</id><published>2009-04-06T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T10:30:02.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On a nice stretch off, so I am blogging again....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Sdo8DMknthI/AAAAAAAAABU/jbHaQTd2LBk/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Sdo8DMknthI/AAAAAAAAABU/jbHaQTd2LBk/s320/010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321631935303759378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the best part of the year, yes folks you guessed it, the beginning of a new spring, fresh flowers, showers, and of course we cant forget the hot beaming sun:) As during winter you never feel the potential of the sun. And of course within the next few months, 2 to be exact, I will have a permanent beam of sunshine. Emma shall arrive and change our lives forever, she already has for the most part. We are slowly preparing for her little arrival, not having much luck at the moment, but also not losing hope. As most landlords in the city now do not want children in their places, I mean we may as well have a giant boxer type dog that barks all hours into the night, as per their reaction. And yes some do take babies, but they charge you extra now as the ones who do take kids are rare to find, so why not make a bit of profit off of their "thoughtfulness". We are having to wait a few years to buy a house as, the downpayment alone is a bitch to save up. And it wont help that i wont be working a month or two from now. We are doing what we can for now though, i am sure there is more we could be doing, and dont worry we are resorting to everything possible. Either way there is always a light at the end of a tunnel, just sometimes theres something or someone blocking it once in a while. In the meantime, we will just have to keep trying and maybe something will pop-up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a salute to do today...a salute to those people out there who believe that people such as myself shall never change and that even something as amamzing as a child shall never have an impact, to those and believe me you know who you are i would just like to say, look in the mirror for a second and try to lye to yourself that you are and always have been perfect, and please make sure you make yourself look all pretty while doing so, that way the make-up can cover up your doubt more than your own words ever could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing to reach my conclusion after this more or so bitter blogging today: I could not be happier as to where i am right now, I know why certain things happen, and its always for a good reason:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-696813301002564302?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/696813301002564302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=696813301002564302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/696813301002564302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/696813301002564302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-nice-stretch-off-so-i-am-blogging.html' title='On a nice stretch off, so I am blogging again....'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Sdo8DMknthI/AAAAAAAAABU/jbHaQTd2LBk/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-7518755960605650073</id><published>2009-01-12T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T18:41:31.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better days are a comin!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SWv_LD4oLUI/AAAAAAAAABM/errMAbPsCY0/s1600-h/001+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SWv_LD4oLUI/AAAAAAAAABM/errMAbPsCY0/s320/001+085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290602752763243842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SWv-uHOXMJI/AAAAAAAAABE/r-RIfJ7WQYA/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SWv-uHOXMJI/AAAAAAAAABE/r-RIfJ7WQYA/s320/018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290602255443505298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SWv-Tw9gtyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PBLoxLv2Wyo/s1600-h/Scan10017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SWv-Tw9gtyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PBLoxLv2Wyo/s320/Scan10017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290601802790647586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah once in a while I will indulge and feel the great pleasure of sharing thoughts (sometimes), points of views, although not lately, and upkeeping in my life. So I want to start by saying thanks for stopping by, and checking in to "Foofie.com" &lt;br /&gt;although the recent HUGE changes in my life have happened oh so quickly, Baby, which is the biggest step a person can take, and also most exciting, especially with this one being my first angel:) second is my big job change, I now am no longer in resturant managment anymore, I have switched over to wedding consultation, the complete oppostie of what I thought and anyone who knew me well enough thought where I would be. Its an amazing feeling to find that someone that you know you can see yourself with when you are grey and have no memory left. Its amazing how much impact one moment can have on the rest of your life, and you how you never realize it until the moment comes and you wake up to reality ,and how ignorant one once was. I have made some friends in this process and lost some, but all in all, time changes everything people change, grow apart and best of all learn life lessons about nessecary and unessecary things. &lt;br /&gt;I am now 18 weeks pregnant and glowing, unlike the first few months when I spent my whole time not having an appetite, and throwing up. So far the second triemester I am back to my normal self, except of course the drunk part:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-7518755960605650073?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/7518755960605650073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=7518755960605650073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/7518755960605650073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/7518755960605650073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2009/01/better-days-are-comin.html' title='Better days are a comin!!!'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/SWv_LD4oLUI/AAAAAAAAABM/errMAbPsCY0/s72-c/001+085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-6615109000003925119</id><published>2008-05-15T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T13:20:42.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, i am still alive, and happier than ever!!!</title><content type='html'>good day, i think it has been a year since i hit up this blog page, due to lack of internet, my time on here is very short, but very apprieciated. For those of you keeping up with my life, you know my 5-10s of fans, heres what is going on in a nutshell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am living in the south end of the queen city still, i have a great and wonderful man....thats right ladies, sometimes they do come hand in hand ;) i have a good job, and having a hell of a lot of fun in my spare time. I am usually fairly busy though, so i may need fair notice for a girls night out or something. But other than that, the life i want for now, i am very content and couldnt be happier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-6615109000003925119?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/6615109000003925119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=6615109000003925119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/6615109000003925119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/6615109000003925119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2008/05/yes-i-am-still-alive-and-happier-than.html' title='yes, i am still alive, and happier than ever!!!'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-5915002857084420882</id><published>2007-07-21T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T19:34:54.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here is a demented toy i bet you would let your child play with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4nRNYG_xM2U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4nRNYG_xM2U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how brittany really feels about madonna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gvlqm-wom-E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gvlqm-wom-E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know this is the real moulin rouge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MDLuGkwb_8M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MDLuGkwb_8M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/5728772571250639324-5915002857084420882?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/5915002857084420882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=5915002857084420882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/5915002857084420882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/5915002857084420882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2007/07/here-is-demented-toy-i-bet-you-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-4944766341290728323</id><published>2007-07-07T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T18:21:12.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good afternoon...its july and damn.....cant you feel the heat already, yes, i think it is awsome cause most of the year it is winter....enjoy some of these videos, while i am out enjoying the sun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hGjC0wbUXzk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hGjC0wbUXzk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UMl2QtZmLEQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UMl2QtZmLEQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love reggae, it reminds so much of summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uteBX4_wxXk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uteBX4_wxXk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for those of you as old as i am here is a classic, jazzy jeff, and the fresh prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X_PDns23RWY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X_PDns23RWY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a little taste of the summer yet to come...enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-4944766341290728323?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/4944766341290728323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=4944766341290728323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/4944766341290728323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/4944766341290728323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2007/07/good-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-5884839558849410969</id><published>2007-07-05T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T16:32:20.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well here it is, my first list.....</title><content type='html'>I have been to a lot of movies lately, here is a lovely little list of some of them that stand out in my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Blades of glory- Funny as hell, something you will probably never see in real life, but if you ever do, a lot of it would be easily related to the movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. 1408- yeah, it is a predictable stephen king thought, same outcome as all the rest, which isnt nessecarily a bad thing, but i defentley wouldnt classify it as "horror".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. grudge 2- you want a movie that has the potential of making you shit your pants..well i may have found one, creepier then the first one, this tense movie made me jump on more then one occasion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Thank you for smoking- Love it!! this guys character was amazing, he could bs his way through anything, and not make anything sound like a lie..even though he is promoting cigarettes, he does an interesting approach to it, i would recommend this movie 9 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Idocracy- yeah another good one, i can see everything about it becoming reality someday, it shows how in the future the media has taken over the human mind, and that is what we as humans feed off of in the future, media, like hungry pigs we are, rather sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. gridiron gang- tear jerker....it was pretty good, i defently judged a book by its cover with this movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. the protector- ok well the story line sucked, but you totally ignored all that when you seen him kickin ass the whole time, it was freakin great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.lets go to prision- dax sheapard is funny as usual in this comedy, he is the sarcastic weasel that he always plays, and may i add plays it well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the amityville horror- the new one of course, has its creepy moments, good story line, and ryan reynolds is shirtless throughout it, but of course i watched it cause it is good, just thought i would mention the additional sex appeal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. clerks 2- good thing kevin smith can still write a flick, jay and silent bob might have been getting too old for that stoner, religous freak role, all in all it was funny, defently a renter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-5884839558849410969?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/5884839558849410969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=5884839558849410969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/5884839558849410969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/5884839558849410969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2007/07/well-here-it-is-my-first-list.html' title='Well here it is, my first list.....'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-8465200331814147171</id><published>2007-06-20T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T18:38:17.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the intelligent era bitches</title><content type='html'>Ok so has most of you know, i work in the fast food industry...and througout the year that i have been working there i have come to one conclusion...that fast food customers have to be the dumbest and least instinctive form of homosapians that walk the earth , you think your job is bad..try dealing with people who barley know how to order food (ie their own food)without help from anybody. Here are some funny stories about how smart ppl really are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. One day during renovations two ladies decide to walk in and order...only there was no tills out, the big bold sign on the door clearly stated that we are closed, they decided to come in anyways, step over all the crap all over the floor, and stand at the empty countertops in hopes of getting some greasy grub. So after seeing these girls standing there, i just didnt want to waste my breath in saying anything, i figure maybe if they loosen their shirts some blood might flow to their brain, it took them like 5 mins to catch on that know one is going to serve them, and they should just leave, so they laughed and left, and i hoped never to see them again, cause i think i might have too much fun trying to confuse them by waving a barbie doll in front of their faces. (good thing they were pretty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.one thing i especailly love is doing drive thru, these people who come through here set a new level of stupidity. Like when they order their food to go, thats when i just want to say NO! we dont do that, you must take a tray out the window, as long as you promise to return the mug(s). I will take down your adress and phone number and we will come and pick them up...like WTF!!! like what is your IQ level, 48??? Some people, myself included, would call that "mentally retarded" And if that aint bad enough, people come through and ask if we serve burgers...now to that i say yes, but what i am really thinking is, no dumbass, we just serve floats, and pop. Now enough about those type of people who are not only dumb, but cant make an 8 foot walk to the totally empty counter.To them I say, that smile i give you is really out of pity, pity for you that you are barley capable of walking, and clearly functioning properly, try hooked on phonics, maybe then you can remember past the letter D for dumbass!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.When certain people come in they like fast and prompt service, which is understandable, they dont call it fast for nothing right?? Well word of advice, when you come in and stand at and empty till that clearly states "closed" you aint gonna get served any faster, as a matter of fact you wont get served at all, cause yes, you guessed it, the till is closed, therefore unusable, well to dumb it down a shade for people like that, that means that you must drag your ass about 4 feet to the left and stand at the till were there is a person I like to call "an employee" go over there and wait, you are guarenteed to get a good response as aposed to the laughter that was coming at you from the rest of the staff in the back. One gal actually yelled at me one day cause she was doing that exact thing and she thought that i was purposely ignoring her, well guess what sweety, i wasnt ignoring you, i was ignoring your ignorance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.And last but not least you gotta love those type of people who go into public for the sole purpose of being known as an asshole. Now i dont know about you, but when i go out, into a public place with families, i dont wanna be remembered as an asshole. And i sure as hell aint gonna throw a fit over a 5 min wait for chicken, or a fucking burger, I would rather my meat be cooked...hello!!And i sure as hell dont want salmonella, or any of those poisonings. I guess that could explain a lot though, you know like the stupid reason you want this meat undercooked. I dont care how much of a mad rush you are in, i am avoiding any lawsuits that says i poisened you, and you know you will come back to sue....just like that women who tried to sue cause mcdicks made her fat. I would sue too if the fat got so nasty in my body that it started to eat away at my brain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well those are the jists of what goes on in a resturant like the lovley one that I work in, oh wait a minute one more dumbass tribute to the 15 year old kids that are so cocky and think that they run the world, and know the world inside and out...you know like the world revolves around them...hhhmmm, sounds like an emo to me, dont you think?? well they will learn someday, cause someone will do it to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i am sure i will keep doing these tributes cause i am sure they someone laugh, and they sure as hell helped me feel a lot better...later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-8465200331814147171?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/8465200331814147171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=8465200331814147171' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/8465200331814147171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/8465200331814147171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2007/06/welcome-to-intelligent-era-bitches.html' title='Welcome to the intelligent era bitches'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-7944555507445091109</id><published>2007-06-18T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T16:45:35.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh..jokes made my day once again</title><content type='html'>1.One night a father sent his kid to bed. Five minutes later the boy screamed, ''Dad! Can you get me a glass of water!?!'' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''No. You had your chance.'' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minute later the boy screamed ''Dad!! Can you get me a glass of water?'' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''No. You had your chance. Next time you ask I'll come up there and spank you.'' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Dad! When you come up to spank me can you bring me a glass or water?'' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.A large, powerfully-built guy meets a woman at a bar. After a number of drinks, they agree to go back to his place. As they are making out in the bedroom, he stands up and starts to undress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he takes his shirt off, he flexes his muscular arms and says, "See that, baby? That''s 1000 pounds of dynamite!"  She begins to drool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man drops his pants, strikes a bodybuilder''s pose, and says, referring to his bulging thighs, "See those, baby?  That''s 1000 pounds of dynamite!" She is aching for action at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he drops his underpants, and after a quick glance, she grabs her purse and runs screaming to the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He catches her before she is able to leave and asks, "Why are you in such a hurry to go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She replies, "With 2000 pounds of dynamite and such a short fuse, I was afraid you were about to blow!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Little Johnny was in the kitchen playing with his toy train as his father cooked dinner. &lt;br /&gt;Little Johnny stopped the train and said, ''All you damn assholes who want to get off, get the hell off. All those who want to get on, get the hell on!'' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Little Johnny!'' exclaimed his father. ''I can't believe you are using that language! You should be ashamed of yourself! I want you to go to your room and don't come back until you have thought about what you've done!'' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Little Johnny goes to his room and comes back an hour or so later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He resumes playing with his train, only this time when he stops it he says, ''All of you ladies and gentlemen who want to get off, you may now get off, and those who want to get on, you may now also get on. And as for those of you who have a problem with the hour delay, talk to the asshole in the kitchen!'' &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4.What is it when a man talks nasty to a woman?&lt;br /&gt;Sexual harassment. &lt;br /&gt;What is it when a woman talks nasty to a man?&lt;br /&gt;$3.99 a minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.A lawyer, an engineer and a mathematician were called in for a test. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The engineer went in first and was asked, ''''What is 2+2?'''' The engineer thought awhile and finally answered, ''''4.'''' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the mathemetician was called in and was asked the same question. With little thought he replied, ''''4.0'''' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the lawyer was called in, and was asked the same question. The lawyer answered even quicker than the mathematician, ''''What do you want it to be?'''' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.How did the redneck die drinking milk? &lt;br /&gt;The cow sat on him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.A kid goes to his dad and asks, "Dad, what are politics?" &lt;br /&gt;His dad replies, " Put it this way; I am the breadwinner of the family so I am capatilism. Your mom is the owner of the money so she is government. The government is the provider for the people so you are the people. Your baby brother will be the future, and the nanny is the working class. Now think about that." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he went to bed. He was woken by his brother. The baby had pooped in his daiper. He went to tell his parents, but he only found his mom asleep in the bed. He didn't want to wake her, so he went to the nanny. The door was locked. He checked through a hole and saw the dad in bed with the nanny. He went back to bed. The next morning, he went to his dad and said, "Dad i know what you mean now." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You do? Tell me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK, while capatilism is screwing the working class, the government is sound asleep, while the people are watching the future being pooped on!!!" &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;hope these ones made you feel the same way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-7944555507445091109?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/7944555507445091109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=7944555507445091109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/7944555507445091109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/7944555507445091109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2007/06/ahhjokes-made-my-day-once-again.html' title='ahh..jokes made my day once again'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-303929344386297088</id><published>2007-06-11T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T17:06:33.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am guilty of it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Rm3ja1nri7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/AWhzeXOrVVY/s1600-h/Kat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Rm3ja1nri7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/AWhzeXOrVVY/s320/Kat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074962405326031794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Rm3iulnri6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/qIEixyfTz3Y/s1600-h/Kimmer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Rm3iulnri6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/qIEixyfTz3Y/s320/Kimmer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074961645116820386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi my name is Kim and I am addicted to facebook :( I guess they say that the first step to recovery is admitting that you have a problem. which is why i hardly blog anymore, it is a typical trend that had its 15 minutes of fame already. Unfortunatly. I am trying to make it a pact to myself that i will start to blog more often, but i cant guarantee anything....anything at all. But in the mean time, someday i will once again be insightful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a pic from when Kat and I went to mosiac last weekend, good times!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-303929344386297088?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/303929344386297088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=303929344386297088' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/303929344386297088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/303929344386297088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-guilty-of-it.html' title='i am guilty of it'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/Rm3ja1nri7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/AWhzeXOrVVY/s72-c/Kat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-7374797976833066788</id><published>2007-05-31T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T16:20:23.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>k so here is another cool quiz page that i found &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" border="0" align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="40" style="background-color:EE0055; border:black 1px solid; padding:3px;" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quiz.myyearbook.com/zenhex/quiz.php?id=7138"&gt;&lt;font size="+2" color="white"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your secret stripper name? (pics)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="background-color:white; border-left:black 1px solid ; border-right:black 1px solid ; padding:5px; " colspan="2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.myyearbook.com/images/whatgot.gif" width="100" height="30" /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quiz.myyearbook.com/zenhex/quiz.php?id=7138"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.myyearbook.com/zenhex/images/quiz2/7138/7138_res1_escence.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Escense&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Escence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:white; border-left:black 1px solid ; border-bottom:black 1px solid ; padding:5px; " width="40%"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quiz.myyearbook.com/zenhex/quiz.php?id=7138"&gt;Take The Quiz Now!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" style="background-color:white; border-right:black 1px solid ; border-bottom:black 1px solid ; padding:5px; " width="60%"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quiz.myyearbook.com"&gt;Quizzes by myYearbook.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try it you may like the results&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-7374797976833066788?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/7374797976833066788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=7374797976833066788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/7374797976833066788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/7374797976833066788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2007/05/k-so-here-is-another-cool-quiz-page.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-4116524168462132623</id><published>2007-05-30T17:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T20:35:28.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here it is</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/areyUfCNFxY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/areyUfCNFxY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres my find of the day, i found the link on my facebook...thats right babe...i have a problem, well at least it aint an actual drug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out...the coolest definition ever....&lt;center&gt;&lt;table background="#FFFFFF" border="0" style="border: 1px solid black;"width="450"&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;Kimberly --&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;[noun]:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A real life terminator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: #FF0000;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=83"&gt;'How will you be defined in the dictionary?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #FF0000;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-4116524168462132623?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/4116524168462132623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=4116524168462132623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/4116524168462132623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/4116524168462132623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2007/05/here-it-is.html' title='Here it is'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-8590145597248942754</id><published>2007-05-26T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T20:05:29.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yup just a dog dangglin afternoon</title><content type='html'>Weel today has been one of those days were you dont really accomplish much, i spent money, went for coffee, and rented movies. I dont know maybe I will cure aids tommorrow, I am too lazy today:) Hmmmm..i wonder what my excuse should be every other day that I do this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been playing around on the net and discovered more funny videos...here is one of the best weird al songs ever made, i know you have heard this one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-xEzGIuY7kw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-xEzGIuY7kw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch and enjoy...dont worry i will be more insightful again someday;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also here is a cool quiz to take &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatlovesongareyouquiz/music.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and Me by Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is very intense and a little difficult to express.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatlovesongareyouquiz/"&gt;What Love Song Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres another cool one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFE7F3" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Great Girlfriend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FEF4F9"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouagoodgirlfriendquiz/great-girlfriend.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to your guy, you're very thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;But you also haven't stopped thinking of yourself&lt;br /&gt;You're the perfect blend of independent and caring&lt;br /&gt;You're a total catch - make sure your guy knows it too!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagoodgirlfriendquiz/"&gt;Are You a Good Girlfriend?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all the gals out there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5728772571250639324-8590145597248942754?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/8590145597248942754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=8590145597248942754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/8590145597248942754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/8590145597248942754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2007/05/yup-just-dog-dangglin-afternoon.html' title='yup just a dog dangglin afternoon'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-3523679373311870429</id><published>2007-05-25T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T22:51:17.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love zach braff!!!</title><content type='html'>k so i found the best skit from a little show called scrubs, it is the funniest episode ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nJ3MSCLBpaM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nJ3MSCLBpaM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/5728772571250639324-3523679373311870429?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/3523679373311870429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=3523679373311870429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/3523679373311870429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/3523679373311870429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2007/05/k-so-i-found-best-skit-from-little-show.html' title='I love zach braff!!!'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5728772571250639324.post-5739090956566160615</id><published>2007-05-25T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T13:35:20.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new blog'/><title type='text'>alright..i now have my new blog page</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/RldISyBYPwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QZFbKFSERZE/s1600-h/New+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068599393131183874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/RldISyBYPwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QZFbKFSERZE/s320/New+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I decided to try out another blog...so to all my "fans" out there, here i am now. I dont blog as much as i used to but hey i try to keep up. Sometimes about more important things, and sometimes about obsolute shit. Either way this means i can vent out on complete strangers and people a know and care about...muhahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So i have had a long day, and i am looking forward to this whole chillaxin thing i hear so much about, but never seem to let myself do. Getting up at 430 sometimes just doesnt cut it for, although i do like my job, considering were its at. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;K so this is one of those pointless blogs i was just mentioning basically, an intro to myself to this new enviroment :)&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/5728772571250639324-5739090956566160615?l=sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/feeds/5739090956566160615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5728772571250639324&amp;postID=5739090956566160615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/5739090956566160615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5728772571250639324/posts/default/5739090956566160615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sw33th3artkimmerz.blogspot.com/2007/05/alrighti-now-have-my-new-blog-page.html' title='alright..i now have my new blog page'/><author><name>Kimmerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08645425109652206531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wzuLpaNe3Co/RldISyBYPwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QZFbKFSERZE/s72-c/New+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
