<?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-7391429726817002687</id><updated>2012-02-15T09:11:43.225-06:00</updated><category term='colbie calliat'/><category term='black folks'/><category term='sad'/><category term='umm did i ask you?'/><category term='buliemia'/><category term='jailbird'/><category term='guilty pleasures'/><category term='sometimes i can be lame'/><category term='exes'/><category term='work sucks'/><category term='awesomeness'/><category term='pissed'/><category term='pussycat dolls'/><category term='hair'/><category term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category term='granny'/><category term='that&apos;s just my baby daddy'/><category term='douchebags'/><category term='partyin&apos;'/><category term='tina turner'/><category term='family'/><category term='r.i.p.'/><category term='good music'/><category term='sorry'/><category term='tv'/><category term='my life'/><category term='nelly furtado'/><category term='diddy'/><category term='help please'/><category term='rant'/><category term='the first family'/><category term='therapy'/><category term='anorexia'/><category term='uncle v'/><category term='the club went crazy'/><category term='michael jackson'/><category term='my best friends wedding'/><category term='things i don&apos;t do'/><category term='girlicious'/><category term='r.i.p. unc'/><category term='the girls'/><category term='barack the vote'/><category term='boyfriends'/><category term='jordin sparks'/><category term='things that rock'/><category term='sade'/><category term='hoodrat stuff'/><category term='barack obama'/><category term='new years revolutions'/><category term='strippers'/><category term='about me'/><category term='yes we can'/><category term='THE GOOD'/><category term='love'/><category term='clubbin'/><category term='drankin'/><category term='VMA&apos;s'/><category term='the life and times of vixen'/><category term='bestie'/><category term='hurt'/><category term='lovemaking'/><category term='keyshia cole'/><category term='girl crushes'/><category term='ray-j'/><category term='college hill'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='sheila e.'/><category term='song of the day'/><category term='THE BAD'/><category term='panda'/><category term='sex'/><category term='leona lewis'/><category term='yay'/><category term='drunk bitch'/><category term='i want him'/><category term='purple badassness'/><category term='prince'/><category term='mom'/><category term='sexy'/><category term='lil wayne'/><category term='kim kardashian'/><category term='victoria'/><category term='no daddy'/><category term='new friends'/><category term='tamia'/><category term='guns n roses'/><category term='OMG'/><category term='things that suck'/><category term='my baby'/><category term='meal plans'/><category term='works sucks'/><category term='mccain/palin suck'/><category term='rihanna'/><category term='corinne bailey rae'/><category term='tags'/><category term='fun stuff'/><category term='beyonce'/><category term='keri hilson'/><category term='hot'/><category term='aaliyah'/><category term='club or not?'/><category term='my birthday'/><category term='go to rehab'/><category term='slash'/><title type='text'>*Wonderland*</title><subtitle type='html'>the life and times of an anorexic black girl</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-8120844830079997537</id><published>2011-07-30T21:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T21:29:34.291-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hiiii</title><content type='html'>thanks to melanie denise, i just realized that i havent blogged in a year!!!! long story short, i'm RECOVERED, and i've never been so happy in my life!!! i moved out of my mom's and i have my own apartment. i'm about to start my third semester of nursing school, and i have a 3.5 gpa. (yay!!) i'm doing school 12 hrs a week, and i work 40 hrs a week. my schedule is very busy, but i always think about you guys!!!! &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited about my recovery! no more complaining, just all great things! i realized that if i wanted to help other people by becoming a nurse, i would have to help myself by recovering from my eating disorder to do so. so there ya go!!! powwwww&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-8120844830079997537?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/8120844830079997537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=8120844830079997537' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/8120844830079997537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/8120844830079997537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2011/07/hiiii.html' title='hiiii'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-561679526570986568</id><published>2010-07-28T07:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T07:09:03.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>do you hate me?</title><content type='html'>guys, i'm super sorry! i havent gotten to post because my mom is like a detective. i will try to post soon. i feel like such a bad blogger. much love to you all. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-561679526570986568?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/561679526570986568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=561679526570986568' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/561679526570986568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/561679526570986568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2010/07/do-you-hate-me.html' title='do you hate me?'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-1861897769635254559</id><published>2010-06-14T16:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T16:51:20.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cat's out of the bag.</title><content type='html'>i'm caught. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom found out about me restricting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more details to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-1861897769635254559?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-6386941350086755342</id><published>2010-05-10T18:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T18:55:02.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>scream!!</title><content type='html'>i've been stuck at 104 since march! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy in all other aspects of my life except for this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  r.i.p. lena horne.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-6386941350086755342?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/6386941350086755342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/1009760050205359206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/1009760050205359206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-is.html' title='today is....'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-5434290049728658576</id><published>2010-03-21T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T16:28:01.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>questions</title><content type='html'>How am I supposed to know when to trust my woman's intuition?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-5434290049728658576?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/5434290049728658576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=5434290049728658576' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/5434290049728658576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/5434290049728658576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2010/03/questions.html' title='questions'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-7613655749633128943</id><published>2010-03-08T18:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:12:34.971-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my boyfriend just broke up with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-7613655749633128943?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/7613655749633128943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=7613655749633128943' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7613655749633128943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7613655749633128943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-boyfriend-just-broke-up-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-1615762156264190080</id><published>2010-02-02T19:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T19:17:44.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>thinspo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/S2jOjyvpU5I/AAAAAAAAArc/KD55_keJotE/s1600-h/skinny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/S2jOjyvpU5I/AAAAAAAAArc/KD55_keJotE/s320/skinny.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433820064734860178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/S2jOjni6iYI/AAAAAAAAArU/AfgUBe_19t0/s1600-h/jeans2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433819535764783906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/S2jOE2r5UuI/AAAAAAAAAqs/5BYiZJz45qs/s1600-h/control2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 96px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/S2jOE2r5UuI/AAAAAAAAAqs/5BYiZJz45qs/s320/control2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433819533216928482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/S2jOEd738VI/AAAAAAAAAqk/2z002imPy5I/s1600-h/4everhips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/S2jOEd738VI/AAAAAAAAAqk/2z002imPy5I/s320/4everhips.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433819526573060434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for all the pro-ana ladies! stay strong! &lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-1615762156264190080?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/1615762156264190080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=1615762156264190080' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/1615762156264190080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/1615762156264190080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2010/02/thinspo.html' title='thinspo'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/S2jOjyvpU5I/AAAAAAAAArc/KD55_keJotE/s72-c/skinny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-6083202623506887344</id><published>2010-01-26T07:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T08:16:38.814-06:00</updated><title type='text'>this morning's weigh-in</title><content type='html'>111. one-eleven. 4 pounds lighter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pro-ana girls: stay strong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-6083202623506887344?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/6083202623506887344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=6083202623506887344' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/6083202623506887344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/6083202623506887344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-mornings-weigh-in.html' title='this morning&apos;s weigh-in'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-1724623938420213578</id><published>2010-01-18T20:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:49:10.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>is it a crime?</title><content type='html'>i love the live version of this! she killed it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y-H9BVibuns&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/y-H9BVibuns&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;&lt;br /&gt;This may come, This may come as some surprise&lt;br /&gt;but I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I could see through, all of your lies&lt;br /&gt;But I stll miss you&lt;br /&gt;He takes her love, but it doesn't feel like mine&lt;br /&gt;He tastes her kiss, her kisses are not wine, they're not mine &lt;br /&gt;He takes, but surely she can't give what I'm feeling now&lt;br /&gt;She takes, but surely she doesn't know how &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a crime&lt;br /&gt;Is it a crime&lt;br /&gt;That I still want you&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to want me too &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love is wider, wider than vitoria lake&lt;br /&gt;My love is taller, taller than the empire state &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It dives and it jumps and it ripples like the deepest ocean&lt;br /&gt;I can't give you more than that, surely you want me back &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a crime&lt;br /&gt;Is it a crime&lt;br /&gt;That I still want you&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to want me too &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love is wider than vitoria lake&lt;br /&gt;Taller than the empire state&lt;br /&gt;It dives and it jumps&lt;br /&gt;I can't give you more than that, surely you want me back &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a crime&lt;br /&gt;Is it a crime&lt;br /&gt;That I still want you&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to want me too &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It dives and it jumps&lt;br /&gt;And it ripples like the deepest Ocean&lt;br /&gt;I can't give you more than that&lt;br /&gt;Surely you want me back &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me&lt;br /&gt;Is it a crime&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-1724623938420213578?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>104</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-520731721975633536</id><published>2010-01-09T19:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:14:40.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'>give it to me right</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dPBQmzKQRvU&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/dPBQmzKQRvU&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok, Hes got my number and..&lt;br /&gt;You cant, you cant want me&lt;br /&gt;Baby here i am,&lt;br /&gt;Either you make the time,&lt;br /&gt;Or just forget me.&lt;br /&gt;Im not, im not, trying to run your life&lt;br /&gt;Thats why thats why im nobodys wife.&lt;br /&gt;But when i want,when i want it, you gotta be ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want it all the time,&lt;br /&gt;but when i get it i, better be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;so give it to me right, &lt;br /&gt;or dont give it to me at all&lt;br /&gt;I dont think you understand,&lt;br /&gt;how real it is for me to find a man who thinks he can,&lt;br /&gt;so give it to me right,&lt;br /&gt;or dont give it to me at all&lt;br /&gt;(yeah, yeah,yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On time, on time, i expect you to be,&lt;br /&gt;all mine, all mine&lt;br /&gt;Baby in my fantasy, you cant get it right&lt;br /&gt;Then just forget me.&lt;br /&gt;No ways ok, for you to go around,&lt;br /&gt;Uh Uh today you better make a touch down,&lt;br /&gt;you know what i like, wont you except it.&lt;br /&gt;(ooooh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want it all the time&lt;br /&gt;but when i want it, you better make me smile&lt;br /&gt;So give it to me right,&lt;br /&gt;or dont give it to me at all.&lt;br /&gt;I dont think you understand,&lt;br /&gt;If you cant please me, i know some one who can&lt;br /&gt;so give it to me right,&lt;br /&gt;or dont give it to me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the real life baby,&lt;br /&gt;This is the life that makes me say,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yes&lt;br /&gt;This is the real thing baby,&lt;br /&gt;When im alone, i can make me say &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want it all the time&lt;br /&gt;But when i want it, you better make me smile&lt;br /&gt;So give it to me right,&lt;br /&gt;or dont give it to me at all.&lt;br /&gt;I dont think you understand,&lt;br /&gt;If you cant please me, i know someone who can&lt;br /&gt;So give it to me right&lt;br /&gt;Or dont give it to me at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me right &lt;br /&gt;Give it to me right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or dont give it to me at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-520731721975633536?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/520731721975633536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=520731721975633536' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/520731721975633536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/520731721975633536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2010/01/give-it-to-me-right.html' title='give it to me right'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-864015215866864468</id><published>2010-01-07T18:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T19:36:09.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>h.a.t.e. u</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VPzdifXxc_8&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/VPzdifXxc_8&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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time, we swore not to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;something got a hold of us and we changed&lt;br /&gt;then you sat alone in pride&lt;br /&gt;and I sat at home and cried&lt;br /&gt;how'd our fairytale just end up this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went round for round til' we knocked love out&lt;br /&gt;you were laying in the ring, not making a sound&lt;br /&gt;and if that's a metaphore of you and I&lt;br /&gt;why is it so hard to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to hate you&lt;br /&gt;make you, pain like i do..&lt;br /&gt;still can't shake you off..&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to break through&lt;br /&gt;these emotional changes..&lt;br /&gt;seems like such a lost cause&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to face you,&lt;br /&gt;break you, down so low&lt;br /&gt;there's no place left to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to hate you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is, was a love phenomenon no one could explain&lt;br /&gt;and i wish, i could press reset and feel that feeling again&lt;br /&gt;i sit and press rewind and watch us everynight..&lt;br /&gt;wanna pause it, but i can't make it stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;round for round til' we knocked love out&lt;br /&gt;you were laying in the ring, not making a sound&lt;br /&gt;and if that's a metaphore of you and I&lt;br /&gt;why is it so hard to say g'bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to hate you&lt;br /&gt;make you, pain like i do..&lt;br /&gt;still can't shake you off..&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to break through&lt;br /&gt;these emotional changes..&lt;br /&gt;seems like such a lost cause&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to face you,&lt;br /&gt;break you, down so low&lt;br /&gt;there's no place left to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to hate you..&lt;br /&gt;uh uh uh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no need to call my phone cause I changed my number today&lt;br /&gt;a matter a fact, I think i'm moving away (away)&lt;br /&gt;sorry, the fustrations got me feeling awake&lt;br /&gt;and i just keep having one last thing to say&lt;br /&gt;and i just wanna hold you, touch you,&lt;br /&gt;feel you, be near you, i miss you baby baby baby..&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of try'na fake through, but there's nothing I can do..&lt;br /&gt;boy I can't wait to hate you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to hate you&lt;br /&gt;make you, pain like i do..&lt;br /&gt;still can't shake you off..&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to break through&lt;br /&gt;these, emotional changes..&lt;br /&gt;seems like such a lost cause&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to face you,&lt;br /&gt;break you, down so low&lt;br /&gt;there's no place left to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to hate you.. baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to H.A.T.E.U.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz right now i need you&lt;br /&gt;I Can't wait to let you go&lt;div 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u'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-5596776123915759093</id><published>2010-01-02T19:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:25:11.254-06:00</updated><title type='text'>binge, purge, cry, cut</title><content type='html'>my christmas was a mixture of good and bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas morning: i was with my nephew, mom, sister, and nieces. i watched them open all their presents. it was so rad! i spent like $1500 on them so seeing the smiles on their faces was worth EVERY penny. : ) my mom got me a digital camera, and some perfume from gwen stefani's harajuku lovers line. i love gwen stefani! i've been wearing clothes from her harajuku lovers line and her lamb line since it first came out, so i was super stoked about that.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;christmas evening: had dinner with my boyfriend, his mom, and his kids. binged like a freaking monster, felt so full and fat that of course i had to go purge. got caught. i was trying to be a silent and possible while doing it, but my boyfriend walked in on me. (in retrospect, how could i have possibly thought i could barf in silence? what was i thinking?) i was so embarrassed and ashamed because i promised him that i wasn't going to throw up anymore, and i got stone cold busted. i couldn't look him in his eyes because i could just feel how disappointed he was. i felt really guilty. i cut myself on the inside of my left wrist with a razor blade. i sat in his mom's bathroom for about five minutes and cried my eyes out. i hate that i disappointed him, and i hate that i lied to him. luckily for me, his mom didn't notice how red my eyes were after i reappeared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was my christmas day in a nutshell. the good outweighed the bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i can't stop eating, i've gained weight. back up to 116. gross! i keep trying to make myself feel better by saying that everyone gains weight around the holidays, but this sucks, damn it! starting tomorrow, i'm going on a fast. i'm not sure how many days it's going to last, but i hope it goes well. i'm going to try not to purge anymore because of the promise i made to my boyfriend. i don't want to disappoint him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-5596776123915759093?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/5596776123915759093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=5596776123915759093' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/5596776123915759093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/5596776123915759093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2010/01/binge-purge-cry-cut.html' title='binge, purge, cry, cut'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-1912814940156201607</id><published>2010-01-01T17:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T17:02:44.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>why r u?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-cBB9iBoUz4&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/-cBB9iBoUz4&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;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you the one?&lt;br /&gt;I can’t lose&lt;br /&gt;What’s the reason that I’m here again it’s crazy?&lt;br /&gt;I keep waiting, but I’m foolish cause you’ll never change.&lt;br /&gt;Wasted all my time and here I am still crying over you, over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, loving you is so hard,&lt;br /&gt;I keep trying baby, &lt;br /&gt;I just end up with scars&lt;br /&gt;And I keep fighting baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving you is like a battle that I can’t afford to lose, I can’t lose,&lt;br /&gt;So I’m asking you&lt;br /&gt;Why are you the only thing that I care about?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you the only thing that I care about?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you the only thing I think about?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you the only one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But baby you’re no good for me, &lt;br /&gt;No, you can’t be, you can’t be, you can’t be the only one&lt;br /&gt;No, you can’t be, you can’t be, you can’t be the only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I hate it, hate it that I can’t forget you&lt;br /&gt;I try my best but, I’m a mess cause I can’t shake you.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna call you but my pride won’t let it get the best of me, the best of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving you is so hard,&lt;br /&gt;But I keep trying baby, &lt;br /&gt;I just end up with scars&lt;br /&gt;Cause I keep fighting baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving you is like a battle that I can’t afford to lose, I can’t lose,&lt;br /&gt;So I’m asking you&lt;br /&gt;Why are you the only thing that I care about?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you the only thing that I care about?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you the only thing I think about?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you the only one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But baby you’re no good for me, &lt;br /&gt;No, you can’t be, you can’t be, you can’t be the only one&lt;br /&gt;You can’t be, you can’t be, you can’t be the only one&lt;br /&gt;Ohh I can’t believe I’m still crying&lt;br /&gt;And ohh it ain’t because I ain’t been trying&lt;br /&gt;I’m losing sleep cause I can’t help but think about the past&lt;br /&gt;And how we didn’t last, how we didn’t last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeat x 2)&lt;br /&gt;Why are you the only thing that I care about?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you the only thing that I care about?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you the only thing I think about?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you the only one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But baby you’re no good for me, &lt;br /&gt;No, you can’t be, you can’t be, you can’t be the only one&lt;br /&gt;You can’t be, you can’t be, you can’t be the only one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-1912814940156201607?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/1912814940156201607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=1912814940156201607' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/1912814940156201607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/1912814940156201607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-r-u.html' title='why r u?'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-6912421065377218209</id><published>2009-12-28T18:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T18:32:20.325-06:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>how can i be so lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm surrounded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by so many people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-6912421065377218209?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/6912421065377218209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=6912421065377218209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/6912421065377218209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/6912421065377218209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/12/thoughts-floating-around-in-my-head.html' title='thoughts'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-6861999317230265241</id><published>2009-12-12T18:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T18:13:08.309-06:00</updated><title type='text'>try sleeping with a broken heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nnv6tV47500&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/nnv6tV47500&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you are a million miles away&lt;br /&gt;I could still feel you in my bed&lt;br /&gt;Near me, touch me, feel me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even at the bottom of the sea&lt;br /&gt;I could still hear it inside my head&lt;br /&gt;Telling me, touch me, feel me&lt;br /&gt;And all the time, you were telling me lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna hold on to the times that we had&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever try sleeping with a broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;Well you could try sleeping in my bed&lt;br /&gt;Lonely, own me, nobody ever shut it down like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wore the crown, you made my body feel heaven bound&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you hold me, need me&lt;br /&gt;I thought you told me, you'd never leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking in the sky I could see your face&lt;br /&gt;And I knew right where I fit in&lt;br /&gt;Take me, make me, you know that I'll always be in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Right till the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna find a way to make it without you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna hold on to the times that we had&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody could've told you right from the start it's 'bout to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;So rather than hold on to a broken dream or just hold on to love&lt;br /&gt;And I could find a way to make it, don't hold on too tight&lt;br /&gt;I'll make it without you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna find a way to make it without you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna hold on to the times that we had&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-6861999317230265241?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/6861999317230265241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=6861999317230265241' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/6861999317230265241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/6861999317230265241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/12/try-sleeping-with-broken-heart.html' title='try sleeping with a broken heart'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-406591538128033935</id><published>2009-12-02T06:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T06:53:06.701-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it kills me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wfVfFy-I0z0&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/wfVfFy-I0z0&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yaahh ive got trouble with my friends &lt;br /&gt;Trouble in my life &lt;br /&gt;Problems when you don’t come home at night &lt;br /&gt;But when you do you always start a fight &lt;br /&gt;But I cant be alone , I need you to come on home &lt;br /&gt;I know you messin around, but who the hell else is gonna hold me down &lt;br /&gt;Ooooh I gotta be out my mind to think it’s gonna work this time &lt;br /&gt;A part of me wants to leave, but the other side still believes &lt;br /&gt;And it kills me to know how much I really love you &lt;br /&gt;So much I wanna ooh hoo ohh to you hoo hoo &lt;br /&gt;Should I grab his cell, call this chick up &lt;br /&gt;Start some shhhh then hang up &lt;br /&gt;Or I should I be a lady &lt;br /&gt;Oohh maybe cuz I wanna have his babies &lt;br /&gt;Ohh yah yahh cuz I don’t wanna be alone &lt;br /&gt;I dont need to be on my own &lt;br /&gt;But I love this man &lt;br /&gt;But some things I cant stand ohhhh &lt;br /&gt;Ive gotta be out my mind &lt;br /&gt;To think its gonna work this time &lt;br /&gt;A part of me wants to leave but the other half still believes &lt;br /&gt;and it kills mee to know how much I really love you &lt;br /&gt;So much I wanna oohh hoo ohhh, to you hoo hooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-406591538128033935?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/406591538128033935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=406591538128033935' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/406591538128033935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/406591538128033935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-kills-me.html' title='it kills me'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-7765237935111884299</id><published>2009-11-28T22:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T22:19:15.681-06:00</updated><title type='text'>high-five</title><content type='html'>i stayed under 500 calories. &lt;br /&gt;i can't feel hunger anymore. &lt;br /&gt;i hope this feeling never goes away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-7765237935111884299?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/7765237935111884299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=7765237935111884299' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7765237935111884299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7765237935111884299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/11/high-five.html' title='high-five'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-303213398813464963</id><published>2009-11-24T00:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T00:57:48.339-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sabotage</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6c9wAq1EaG0&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/6c9wAq1EaG0&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving this song so much....this girl has got a voice on her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage now&lt;br /&gt;I keep praying she'll leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;But she keeps waiting outside of my home&lt;br /&gt;I've got an angel on the left saying "Don't give in"&lt;br /&gt;But the evil on the right is saying "Let her in"&lt;br /&gt;She won't stop kicking down my door, oh&lt;br /&gt;Each time I tried to play the good girl&lt;br /&gt;I let myself get in the way&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard to fight the bad girl&lt;br /&gt;She's here to stay&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage all (Over and over again)&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage all (Over and over again)&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage all (Over and over again)&lt;br /&gt;Now my heart is (Broken all over again)&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage now&lt;br /&gt;I can't hold on to guys I like&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she keeps looking with wondering eyes&lt;br /&gt;I've got an angel on the left screaming "Get away"&lt;br /&gt;But the devil on the right is saying "Time to play"&lt;br /&gt;And I can't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage now&lt;br /&gt;Each time I tried to play the good girl&lt;br /&gt;I let myself get in the way&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard to fight the bad girl&lt;br /&gt;She's here to stay&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage all (Over and over again)&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage all (Over and over again)&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage all (Over and over again)&lt;br /&gt;Now my heart is (Broken all over again)&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When I fall in love&lt;br /&gt;I cause myself so much pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sabotage my heart&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how to change&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what I say, what I do&lt;br /&gt;'Cause in the end she always wins, I always lose&lt;br /&gt;I need to get her out of my life&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Each time I tried to play the good girl&lt;br /&gt;I let myself get in the way&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard to fight the bad girl&lt;br /&gt;She's here to stay&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage all (Over and over again)&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage all (Over and over again)&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage all (Over and over again)&lt;br /&gt;Now my heart is (Broken all over again)&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-303213398813464963?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/303213398813464963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=303213398813464963' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/303213398813464963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/303213398813464963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/11/sabotage.html' title='sabotage'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-7828809639225638221</id><published>2009-11-16T18:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:00:47.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts floating around in my head</title><content type='html'>i was in third grade when my stepfather started molesting me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he came into my room one night after everyone else had fell asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i felt a hand going under my nightgown and then into my panties. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i awoke to him masturbating with one hand, and rubbing my privates with the other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;groping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;touching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;probing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;molesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hurting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this went on for at least six years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;over two-hundred times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i remember when it would happen.... i would squeeze my eyes shut, and try to separate myself from it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it felt like i was on the outside looking in. watching him hurt me over and over and over and over and over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been emotionally shut down for so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still remember what his penis looks like, smells like, and tastes like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;felt so dirty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still feel dirty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so dirty that i shower at least three times a day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i scrub my skin until its raw and bleeding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so dirty that sometimes i don't want my boyfriend to touch me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so dirty that i'm afraid of most men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so dirty that i don't trust most men. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so dirty that i pray like hell that my nieces and nephew will never have to go through something like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel so dirty....i just want to wash this away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want these thoughts out of my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-7828809639225638221?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/7828809639225638221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=7828809639225638221' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7828809639225638221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7828809639225638221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/11/thoughts-floating-around-in-my-head.html' title='thoughts floating around in my head'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-3012072880688485765</id><published>2009-11-10T19:03:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T19:09:11.869-06:00</updated><title type='text'>he lives in my panties.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SvoOQeTvJlI/AAAAAAAAAqI/1wedhgMCeHo/s1600-h/blairunderwood5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SvoOQeTvJlI/AAAAAAAAAqI/1wedhgMCeHo/s320/blairunderwood5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402646379160872530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SvoOH0RNzlI/AAAAAAAAAqA/swhvLeWNmhc/s1600-h/Blair_Underwood1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SvoOH0RNzlI/AAAAAAAAAqA/swhvLeWNmhc/s320/Blair_Underwood1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402646230437056082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SvoOH0RNzlI/AAAAAAAAAqA/swhvLeWNmhc/s1600-h/Blair_Underwood1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SvoN-nSp2OI/AAAAAAAAAp4/p-J99MR5Ahc/s1600-h/blair2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SvoN-nSp2OI/AAAAAAAAAp4/p-J99MR5Ahc/s320/blair2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402646072334604514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SvoN3ScEBXI/AAAAAAAAApw/-jwcL4VBniU/s1600-h/blair-underwood3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SvoN3ScEBXI/AAAAAAAAApw/-jwcL4VBniU/s320/blair-underwood3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402645946477839730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blair underwood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he is so fucking fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to lick the sweat off his body. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-3012072880688485765?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SvoOQeTvJlI/AAAAAAAAAqI/1wedhgMCeHo/s72-c/blairunderwood5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-7880805575822294861</id><published>2009-11-05T13:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T13:42:28.707-06:00</updated><title type='text'>yuck.</title><content type='html'>i started my period this morning , and it's turned me into a binge monster.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grilled cheese sandwich.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vegatable soup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;granola bars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cranberry juice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chocolate ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fatty's going to the gym now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace and blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vixen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-7880805575822294861?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/7880805575822294861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=7880805575822294861' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7880805575822294861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7880805575822294861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/11/yuck.html' title='yuck.'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-692559583456241103</id><published>2009-10-12T15:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:28:50.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>back on track</title><content type='html'>hey blog fam! ugh... i've so m.i.a.! no excuse. absolutely no excuse.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had the flu for a week and a half, which sucked, but the best part about it is i lost not 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not 11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but 13 pounds!! i can't believe i lost that much weight in a week in a half!  i've actually kept it off, which is dope. i'm not on the abc diet anymore, i'm just going to do a water fast for the next three days, and then after that, i'll have 500 calorie days. i'm going to do this for two weeks every month. it's not really that hard to do....i just pick a 100 calorie soup (which is very filling) and then i have water, take my vitamins and eat my fruit. ahh...control...i love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my best friends wedding was saturday! she looked so beautiful, and i was so honored that she asked me to be one of her bridesmaids. we were running around all crazy for the past three weeks trying to get everything done. it was so worth it. the wedding was a hit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mom's birthday is thursday! she's turning 49. i'm going to break her off some cash and a couple cards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've started my christmas shopping, and i've already gotten my mom's presents and my sisters. all i have to get is my neices and nephews presents. and a present for my boyfriend, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's on everyone else's christmas list? let me know in the comments!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to all my pro-ana girls: stay strong! i love you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vixen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-692559583456241103?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/692559583456241103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=692559583456241103' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/692559583456241103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/692559583456241103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-blog-fam-ugh.html' title='back on track'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-2982542608651659538</id><published>2009-09-13T06:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T07:21:34.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck.</title><content type='html'>major fuck up. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;family get together at my boyfriend's mom's house on labor day. they both know about my eating disorders, but they don't know that i've relapsed. i'm sure my boyfriend has told her about my new eating habits, which are non-existant. his mom made me this huge plate of mac n cheese, green beans, baked beans (no meat cuz i'm kind of a vegan). i ate while they watched me with worried eyes. i didn't want to disappoint them, so i ate almost everything on my plate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't purge. i couldn't we didn't leave her house until 3 hours after i ate, so there was no way it was coming back up. i worked out for 2 hours when i finally made it home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i restarted the abc diet on tuesday and it's going well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you to everyone who comment and following my blog! i appreciate it so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vixen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-2982542608651659538?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2982542608651659538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=2982542608651659538' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/2982542608651659538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/2982542608651659538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/09/fuck.html' title='fuck.'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-4821698369466946612</id><published>2009-09-02T20:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:00:05.310-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jordin sparks'/><title type='text'>get your armor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H3F9IOnvR9g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H3F9IOnvR9g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-4821698369466946612?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/4821698369466946612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=4821698369466946612' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/4821698369466946612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/4821698369466946612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/09/get-your-armor.html' title='get your armor'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-1288675081072118328</id><published>2009-08-30T14:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T14:59:22.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a little bit of an update</title><content type='html'>hi. i'm still alive. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i haven't really had time to post, and honestly, i'm a little burnt out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my life has taken on somewhat of a routine:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dance classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meetings with a tutor (i'm trying to prepare myself to get back in school).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spending time with the family and the boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gym.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good news: i've lost 7 pounds on the abc diet. my legs are getting muscular from the daily workouts and from taking all the dance classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bad news: my boyfriend is on to me. i kind of fainted in the shower at his house the other day. i felt so woozy, and everything turned to black. luckily, i came out unscathed. he's noticed my eating habits (or lack thereof) and he's stressing over me. the hardest part is that i'm hiding this from him. i don't want to disappoint him because he was so proud of me when i started therapy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's actually easier to hide it from my mom this time around because i'm never at home, and when i am at home she's either sleeping or at work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;once again, i'm really sorry if i've disappointed anyone by relapsing, but i feel this is what's best for me right now. thanks to everyone for your wonderful comments, and i do read ALL the blogs that are on my blogroll, even though i don't always comment on them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's all, folks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace and blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vixen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-1288675081072118328?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/1288675081072118328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=1288675081072118328' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/1288675081072118328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/1288675081072118328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-bit-of-update.html' title='a little bit of an update'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-6687415509605372134</id><published>2009-08-06T07:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T07:39:50.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just checking in</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;this is my meal plan for today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;breakfast: water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lunch: tomato soup (30 cals a cup)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dinner: water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm also going to the gym after i do my morning run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(thinforever, this is for you! you know i'm your biggest fan! lol.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this isn't going to be a super long post....i just wanted to let everybody know that i'm alive. i will be back to posting regularly soon.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm sorry if i've let anyone down by relapsing, but i need to do what's best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace and blessings, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vixen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-6687415509605372134?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/6687415509605372134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=6687415509605372134' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/6687415509605372134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/6687415509605372134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-checking-in.html' title='just checking in'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-4782470347403352460</id><published>2009-07-19T17:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T17:38:13.857-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buliemia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anorexia'/><title type='text'>Relapse</title><content type='html'>hi. as you can see from the title, i've had a relapse.  i stepped on the scale on monday morning, and i saw that i've gained of total of ten pounds since i've started treatment, and i flipped out. felt like a cow. felt like a fat failure. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;binged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;purged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for the time being, starvation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm going to take a little break from blogging. i'm not sure when i'll be back. i've got to get this weight off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace and blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vixen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-4782470347403352460?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/4782470347403352460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=4782470347403352460' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/4782470347403352460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/4782470347403352460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/07/relapse.html' title='Relapse'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-7648754501175445961</id><published>2009-07-05T17:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:55:18.861-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sometimes i can be lame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jailbird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE GOOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OMG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='douchebags'/><title type='text'>Drama, Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey everybody! I want to apologize for my random posting. I've just been so busy working almost 60 hours a week, going to my dance classes, and spending quality time with my family. When I get home at the end of the day, I just poop out! I just want everybody to know that I do read all the blogs on my blogroll, even though I don't comment on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to more interesting things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sXTUEtrqUrU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sXTUEtrqUrU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want Maxwell to make love to me. He is so sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been so much drama going on with Panda and her boyfriend. Her bf is basically a drunk loser. He's 24, he lives with his grandfather, he doesn't work, he's not in school. All he does is sit around and drink beer and smoke pot all day. He totaled her car (he claimed someone tried to steal it) he's always in and out of jail. Here's the kicker: he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; her.  She's still with him. She lied to us (us being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my friends... I feel the need to give them nicknames: Pleasure D, Brickhouse and KK) and told us that she wasn't going back to him but that same night she went RIGHT BACK to his house. All of us girls almost got into a fight with him, and she just sat in her fucking car and watched. Didn't do a damn thing. He broke my sunglasses and he punched me in my arm. You better believe that I got his ass back right in the eye before the girls dragged me to the car. They just wanted to haul ass before the cops came. I already told her I'm done with her. I refuse to help someone who doesn't want my help. I haven't talked to her in three days. I'm really scared for her.... he's gonna end up killing her. I don't know what else to do.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've been tagged by some LOVELY people: the-beautifully-flawed-one.blogspot.com gave me the Honest Scrap award in which I'm supposed to reveal 10 truths about myself. Here goes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1.) I LOVE shopping. Whenever I hit the mall, I get this euphoric feeling. It's like the best orgasm you've ever had in your whole life multiplied by 100. I have a serious problem. Whenever I'm not shopping, I'm browsing clothes online. It's like Carrie Bradshaw said: "I like my money right where I can see it- hanging in my closet". Me too. Carrie Bradshaw ain't never lied. I do feel a little guilty when I shop though. Even though I have a nice little chunk of change in my savings account, I feel like I could contribute to it more if I didn't shop so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2.) I LOVE my mommy. So much. More than words can say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3.) I cried like a baby when I heard about Michael Jackson's passing. I'm such a big fan of all his talents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4.) I love this video: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BGWE3hwJ21U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BGWE3hwJ21U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;5.) I don't understand Twitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"&gt;6.) I still have nightmares about being raped at 13. Sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"&gt;7.) I love cowboy boots. I have a bright red pair, and they're my favorite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"&gt;8.) I cried at my nephews kindergarten graduation. He's growing up so fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"&gt;9.) I burst into song at random moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"&gt;10.) I'm scared to get pregnant because I don't want to get those gross stretchmarks on my stomach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here's my second tag from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;thesweetheartchronicles.blogspot.com and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; poeticsatindoll.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Accept the award, post it on your blog together with the name of the person who has granted the award and his/her blog link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pass the award to other blogs that you've newly discovered. Remember to contact the bloggers to let them know they have been chosen for this award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 33px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm tagging all my new followers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 39px;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 46px;font-family:arial;"&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 55px;font-family:arial;"&gt;vixen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 39px;font-family:Trebuchet;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-7648754501175445961?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/7648754501175445961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=7648754501175445961' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7648754501175445961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7648754501175445961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-everybody-i-want-to-apologize-for.html' title='Drama, Drama'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-7844953320948028353</id><published>2009-07-05T09:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T09:30:21.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hey!</title><content type='html'>As you can see, I'm switching up the template of my blog. I haven't forgotten about being tagged (thanks, guys!) and I will back later on today with a new post and tags. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;vixen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-7844953320948028353?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/7844953320948028353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=7844953320948028353' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7844953320948028353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7844953320948028353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey.html' title='hey!'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-968962818714514504</id><published>2009-06-25T18:49:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T20:43:32.226-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE BAD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='r.i.p.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OMG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>R.I.P. Michael</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SkQWWoD8FiI/AAAAAAAAAmw/roNh-dVhMDM/s1600-h/MichaelJackson-Dangerous.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SkQWWoD8FiI/AAAAAAAAAmw/roNh-dVhMDM/s400/MichaelJackson-Dangerous.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351426835189863970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SkQWND6usmI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Nu2FjwPyfiM/s1600-h/michael-jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SkQWND6usmI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Nu2FjwPyfiM/s400/michael-jackson.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351426670868738658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l74Y_p6or00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l74Y_p6or00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cupnsUDyjuA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cupnsUDyjuA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5gWvBXS2t4A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5gWvBXS2t4A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yjvoVpOrlbM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yjvoVpOrlbM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MYx3BR2aJA4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:58px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/snihdG1rE0Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/snihdG1rE0Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UqXIR3pqU8w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UqXIR3pqU8w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:48px;"&gt;I can't believe he's really gone... I admire his music and his dancing style so much....there are so many artists out today who wouldn't have careers if it weren't for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:48px;"&gt;R.I.P. Michael. You will be missed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-968962818714514504?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/968962818714514504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=968962818714514504' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/968962818714514504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/968962818714514504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/06/rip-michael.html' title='R.I.P. Michael'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SkQWWoD8FiI/AAAAAAAAAmw/roNh-dVhMDM/s72-c/MichaelJackson-Dangerous.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-9204475284358402144</id><published>2009-06-21T09:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T09:06:25.325-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the life and times of vixen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sometimes i can be lame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lovemaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help please'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OMG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='umm did i ask you?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i don&apos;t do'/><title type='text'>Somebody's Gotta Be On Top</title><content type='html'>Ladies, help me please! I still haven't mastered the art of being on top during sex. Any tips? Hit me up in the comments. All advice is much appreciated! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vixen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-9204475284358402144?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/9204475284358402144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=9204475284358402144' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/9204475284358402144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/9204475284358402144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/06/somebodys-gotta-be-on-top.html' title='Somebody&apos;s Gotta Be On Top'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-9049173616928999630</id><published>2009-06-16T18:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T18:27:57.273-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beyonce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good music'/><title type='text'>Broken-Hearted Girl</title><content type='html'>I've &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this song since the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Am.... Sasha Fierce&lt;/span&gt; album came out, and I've been waiting for this video since FOREVER but.... I am so&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; DISAPPOINTED&lt;/span&gt;.  I had really high expectations for this one, and they were definitely not met. : (&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2OBQoWiKHpE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;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/2OBQoWiKHpE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-9049173616928999630?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/9049173616928999630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=9049173616928999630' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/9049173616928999630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/9049173616928999630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/06/broken-hearted-girl.html' title='Broken-Hearted Girl'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-7436359127612014180</id><published>2009-06-03T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T11:59:46.754-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tina turner'/><title type='text'>River Deep, Mountain High</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ULw1RHHPv5g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ULw1RHHPv5g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-7436359127612014180?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/7436359127612014180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=7436359127612014180' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7436359127612014180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7436359127612014180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/06/river-deep-mountain-high.html' title='River Deep, Mountain High'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-4030005934216891878</id><published>2009-05-22T20:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:54:34.403-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tamia'/><title type='text'>Artist Spotlight: Tamia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-left: auto; visibility:visible; margin-right: auto; width:450px;"&gt; &lt;object width="435" height="270"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/mp3player_new.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="config=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_black_noautostart.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=435&amp;amp;myheight=270&amp;amp;playlist_url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Floadplaylist.php%3Fplaylist%3D64063832%26t%3D1243043644&amp;amp;wid=os"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed style="width:435px; visibility:visible; height:270px;" allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/mp3player_new.swf" flashvars="config=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_black_noautostart.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=435&amp;amp;myheight=270&amp;amp;playlist_url=http://www.indimusic.us/loadplaylist.php?playlist=64063832&amp;amp;t=1243043644&amp;amp;wid=os" width="435" height="270" name="mp3player" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.profileplaylist.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/create_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Get a playlist!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mysocialgroup.com/standalone/64063832" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/launch_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Standalone player" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mysocialgroup.com/download/64063832"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/get_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Get Ringtones" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-4030005934216891878?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/4030005934216891878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=4030005934216891878' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/4030005934216891878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/4030005934216891878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/05/artist-spotlight-tamia.html' title='Artist Spotlight: Tamia'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-7928514601604677673</id><published>2009-05-18T20:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:59:07.766-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want him'/><title type='text'>Dear Slash...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/ShIRtqLQRPI/AAAAAAAAAmg/8a9OlHD8His/s1600-h/slash4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/ShIRtqLQRPI/AAAAAAAAAmg/8a9OlHD8His/s400/slash4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337347984500737266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/ShIRtrAX7MI/AAAAAAAAAmY/b4YOg5poNuk/s1600-h/slash3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/ShIRtrAX7MI/AAAAAAAAAmY/b4YOg5poNuk/s400/slash3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337347984723537090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/ShIRtULh8OI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/2o67714x5SA/s1600-h/slash!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 107px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/ShIRtULh8OI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/2o67714x5SA/s400/slash!.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337347978596315362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/ShIRtFGlvEI/AAAAAAAAAmI/HENLNsXp2pk/s1600-h/slash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/ShIRtFGlvEI/AAAAAAAAAmI/HENLNsXp2pk/s400/slash.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337347974549060674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/ShIRtPdmGQI/AAAAAAAAAmA/14O-KSeAbCI/s1600-h/+slash2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/ShIRtPdmGQI/AAAAAAAAAmA/14O-KSeAbCI/s400/+slash2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337347977329907970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want you. That is all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-7928514601604677673?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/7928514601604677673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=7928514601604677673' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7928514601604677673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7928514601604677673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/05/dear-slash.html' title='Dear Slash...'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/ShIRtqLQRPI/AAAAAAAAAmg/8a9OlHD8His/s72-c/slash4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-2660179211263533131</id><published>2009-05-11T20:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:18:20.619-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the life and times of vixen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sometimes i can be lame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>There's Nobody Like Her</title><content type='html'>This is why I LOVE my mom: She just bought me a pair of bright red toe shoes. Later for the old pink ones! I can't wait to wear these babies to my dance class tomorrow! All the girls are going to be hatin' so hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, mom. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;YOU DA BEST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;vixen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-2660179211263533131?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2660179211263533131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=2660179211263533131' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/2660179211263533131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/2660179211263533131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/05/theres-nobody-like-her.html' title='There&apos;s Nobody Like Her'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-8517114952061802279</id><published>2009-05-10T17:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T18:00:19.035-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purple badassness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prince'/><title type='text'>Artist Spotlight: Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; 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&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.profileplaylist.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/create_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Get a playlist!"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mysocialgroup.com/standalone/60133695" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/launch_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Standalone player"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mysocialgroup.com/download/60133695"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/get_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Get Ringtones"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-8517114952061802279?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/8517114952061802279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=8517114952061802279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/8517114952061802279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/8517114952061802279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/05/artist-spotlight-prince.html' title='Artist Spotlight: Prince'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-4772775482315131140</id><published>2009-05-05T06:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T06:55:27.157-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the life and times of vixen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lovemaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriends'/><title type='text'>Tired.</title><content type='html'>Hey! I wanted to do a post today, but I'm tired from a four-hour long love making session with my boyfriend. I'll get back to you guys as soon as my man and I get some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vixen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everybody needs somebody/You're not the only one"- 'November Rain' by Guns N Roses&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-4772775482315131140?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/4772775482315131140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=4772775482315131140' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/4772775482315131140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/4772775482315131140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/05/tired.html' title='Tired.'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-1968333117397789734</id><published>2009-05-03T09:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T09:40:21.523-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Tagged!!</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by my blog sister Lucky (&lt;a href="www.thegirlintheglasses.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) Hey Lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I Am Looking Forward To:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Getting married&lt;br /&gt;2) Having kids&lt;br /&gt;3) My ballet recital next month&lt;br /&gt;4) Seeing my 4 year old niece in her school uniform (She's starting kindergarten soon!) &lt;br /&gt;5) Getting a pedicure. My toe shoes have totally ruined my sexy polish!&lt;br /&gt;6) Getting the new Blackberry because my Blackberry Pearl sucks major monkey balls&lt;br /&gt;7) Buying myself a digital camera because I didn't get one for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;8) Corinne Bailey Rae's new album, whenever it comes out. She's one of my favorites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I Did Yesterday &lt;br /&gt;1) Showered &lt;br /&gt;2) kissed my boyfriend, stepdaughter, and stepson&lt;br /&gt;3) worked&lt;br /&gt;4) called my grandma and sister&lt;br /&gt;5) read natural hair blogs. I'm natural as well!&lt;br /&gt;6) went to my ballet and jazz dance classes&lt;br /&gt;7) wrote a poem&lt;br /&gt;8) slept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I Wish I Could Do&lt;br /&gt;1) Slash from Guns N Roses. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/Sf2rJV9SEeI/AAAAAAAAAkI/9cvAET8cNp4/s1600-h/slash!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 107px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/Sf2rJV9SEeI/AAAAAAAAAkI/9cvAET8cNp4/s400/slash!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331605710877888994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   I WANT HIM!!!&lt;br /&gt;2) swim. I'm always talking about bathing suits, but I can't even swim&lt;br /&gt;3) learn more about football. I just don't get it!&lt;br /&gt;4) be invisible.&lt;br /&gt;5) travel the world with my family&lt;br /&gt;6) have a successful publishing company&lt;br /&gt;7) record an album&lt;br /&gt;8) meet Prince. But then I'd die from excitement. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/Sf2sDQlnj0I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/_mfWhrqyzKk/s1600-h/29632_prince_ebony_august_cover_122_213lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/Sf2sDQlnj0I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/_mfWhrqyzKk/s400/29632_prince_ebony_august_cover_122_213lo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331606705868869442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Shows That I Watch&lt;br /&gt;1) America's Next Top Model&lt;br /&gt;2) For The Love Of Ray J&lt;br /&gt;3) I Love Money&lt;br /&gt;4) Taking The Stage&lt;br /&gt;5) The Hills &lt;br /&gt;6) 90210&lt;br /&gt;7) College Hill&lt;br /&gt;8) Harlem Heights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging A.M., Tima and Nasha, iCandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vixen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-1968333117397789734?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/1968333117397789734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=1968333117397789734' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/1968333117397789734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/1968333117397789734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/05/tagged.html' title='Tagged!!'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/Sf2rJV9SEeI/AAAAAAAAAkI/9cvAET8cNp4/s72-c/slash!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-6515610774833561369</id><published>2009-04-29T18:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T20:42:01.033-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheila e.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl crushes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OMG'/><title type='text'>I Met Sheila E!!!</title><content type='html'>I met Sheila E. at my job today! I've been a fan of hers since i was in diapers! She is so nice and so humble! She took a picture with me, and she hugged me twice!! If you don't know who she us, here is her bio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SfjiwxynRSI/AAAAAAAAAkA/RJr4HoXe66o/s1600-h/sheila_e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SfjiwxynRSI/AAAAAAAAAkA/RJr4HoXe66o/s400/sheila_e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330259486620206370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheila Escovedo was born into a musical family. The eldest child of Pete and Juanita Escovedo (she has two brothers, Juan and Peter Michael, and one sister, Zina), she started playing with the family instruments at the age of 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheila was obviously influenced by her father Latin jazz legend and timbalero Pete Escovedo (then band leader of the influential band Azteca) while watching him rehearse. At 5 years old, she made her concert "debut" at the former Sands Ballroom in Oakland, as she was invited on stage by her father to play a solo in front of an audience of 3,000. At that moment, Sheila knew exactly what she wanted to do: she was going to be a percussionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From age 17, Sheila has recorded and toured extensively with renowned artists such as Babyface, Billy Cobham, Natalie Cole, George Duke, Pete Escovedo, Gloria Estefan, Marvin Gaye, Herbie Hancock, Stevie Nicks, Patti LaBelle, Cyndi Lauper, Prince, Lionel Richie, Diana Ross, Ringo Starr, Tito Puente, Don Was, Stevie Wonder and countless others, but to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1983, Sheila caught the attention of Prince and changed her name to "Sheila E.," and Prince helped her record her first solo album, "The Glamorous Life." The first single from the album, "The Glamorous Life," written, performed, and directed by Sheila E., was released in the spring of 1984 and earned popular and critical acclaim. This single went on to receive multiple Grammy and American Music Award nominations, and won MTV's Best Video Award. "The Glamorous Life" yielded a hit single in the title track, and another hit for its follow-up single, "The Belle of St. Mark."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After three months of sold out performances in Europe and the United States, Sheila began touring as the opening act for Prince's 1984-85 sold out Purple Rain Tour, all while composing her follow-up album, "Romance 1600." Released in August of 1985, "Romance 1600" raced up the charts with its mega-single "A Love Bizarre." A three-month engagement opening for Lionel Richie followed a headlining tour in the spring, 1986, of which a video of her March 1986 San Francisco performance (called "Romance 1600 Live") was later that year released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1986, Sheila made her acting debut in the motion picture "Krush Groove," and contributed the song "Holly Rock" to its soundtrack. Soon after, she released her third album entitled "Sheila E.," which included yet another smash single, "Hold Me," which went to #1 on Billboard's chart and had a fast-growing international reputation. Instead of touring to support her own album, however, Sheila joined Prince's band, playing drums and percussion, for his European tour supporting his album "Sign o' the Times," a tour that Rolling Stone Magazine readers rated as the 15th best tour in music history. Showing her strong family roots and love for Latin jazz, she joined her father, Pete, and fellow Latin jazz legend, the great Tito Puente, on a special concert which deviated from the pop and funk music she had become popular playing. Later released on video and CD as "Latina Familia," the performance showcased her skills as a virtuoso musician. In 1988 and 1989, Sheila toured again with Prince on his "Lovesexy" World Tour, playing drums and percussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the following year, she appeared in the Andrew Dice Clay comedy "The Adventures of Ford Fairlane" and in 1991, released her fourth CD, "Sex Cymbal." The CD, which was largely produced by her younger brother Peter Michael, included two singles accompanied by brilliant videos: the title track, and "Droppin' Like Flies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking several years off for health reasons, Sheila's next project, the E-Train, started in 1994. The band that played a mixture of soul, Latin jazz, funk, fusion and gospel toured in Europe in 1994, and finally released a CD, entitled "Writes of Passage" in 1998.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1998, Sheila became the first female bandleader on late night television on Magic Johnson's variety show "The Magic Hour," and she co-wrote and co-produced the late night show's theme song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheila has played on countless albums, including the soundtrack to "Prince of Egypt," featuring Whitney Houston and Mariah Carey, successful Japanese artist Namie Amuro (whom she also toured with in 1996 and 2002) and Gloria Estefan's hugely successful "Mi Tierra."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among her other notable appearances, Sheila performed at the 35th Annual Academy Awards with the incomparable Placido Domingo, the 1996 Summer Olympics and was featured in the "all girl" Grammy production opening number featuring Ellen DeGeneres. Other notable performances included MTV Unplugged with Kenny "Babyface" Edmonds, and "The Concert of The Americas," where past and present U.S. Presidents and their families were in attendance. Appeared as "featured artist" with Jennifer Lopez on her promotional tour in 1999. Performed with Prince, Wendy &amp;amp; Lisa at the 2006 Brit Awards with a viewing audience of over 20 million, appeared with Prince at the 2007 ALMA Awards, with Juan Luis Guerra at the 8th Annual Latin Grammy Awards, and with Gloria Estefan at the 2008 Emmy Award-winning television event and music celebration Idol Gives Back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2004 Sheila joined Prince on the "Musicology" tour, which was seen by 1.5 million people. She also performed "The Glamorous Life" at the 7th Annual VH1 Divas, a benefit concert for the VH1 Save the Music Foundation that was televised worldwide, and appeared on the TBN network show "Praise The Lord" that received the highest ratings of the season. In 2005 Sheila was a Featured Artist and Musical Director for her first gospel tour "Sisters In The Spirit" featuring Yolanda Adams, Martha Munizzi, Kelly Price, Juanita Bynum and RiZen. In the summer of 2006 Sheila returned for the third time and toured in concert with the legendary Ringo Starr. In 2006 Sheila founded her all girl group C.O.E.D. (Chronicles Of Every Diva) featuring Sheila E., Rhonda Smith, Kat Dyson, and Cassandra O'Neal, who went on their highly acclaimed first European tour in March 2007 with special guest Dutch sax player Candy Dulfer. In 2007, Sheila was chosen as one of the celebrity judges for American Idol Spin-Off "The Next Great American Band."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Founder and president of HEAVEN PRODUCTIONS MUSIC, a music production company, Sheila and company has been hired to direct and arrange music for the ALMA Awards (1998 &amp;amp; 1999), The 1998 WoW Awards, 1998 Gospel Music Association's annual event, and the 2005 MTV Video Music Awards. She co-hosted ABC's Countdown To the American Music Awards with Wayne Brady, hosted 10 episodes of VH1's Arsenio Jams, and appeared as a celebrity judge for NBCs Americas Most Talented Kids Finals. In 2003 she wrote, recorded and taped a montage for the World Series in Baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, Sheila, a philanthropist, continues to devote her talents and time to the Elevate Hope Foundation (EHF), a charitable organization (which she is co-founder and co-chair) that assists the needs of abused and abandoned children through music therapy. Despite the demands of her commitment to making music, she maintains a heavy involvement in the organization. "There are so many kids who need our help," she says, "And we're trying to help them get their lives together by building their confidence through music and the arts. It's just another way for me to do God's will, another reason for living. I believe we are here to help people in this lifetime. We must give something of ourselves to truly live." Sheila E. and EHF have presented countless events to raise money for the foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides her charitable work through the Elevate Hope Foundation, Sheila performed on USA For Africa's "We Are the World," for African famine relief. She contributed her rendition of "Mary Had A Little Lamb" to the Pediatric Aids Foundation with 6 million CDs and videos sold worldwide for the project "For Our Children." Received rave reviews for her riveting performance at the APLA (Aids Project Los Angeles) benefit with Barbra Streisand, Patti LaBelle, Natalie Cole, Shirley Mac Laine, and Liza Minnelli. Was honored for her contribution and dedication to the community, and received the Imagen Foundation's Humanitarian Award, Angels Across America Award, The Prism Lifetime Achievement Award, Woman Of The Year Award, and Women Of Soul Award which were all presented for her work through the Elevate Hope Foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her enthusiasm for "passing it on" to a new generation of players led her to design "The Sheila E. Player's Series", a new line of percussion instruments for kids with TOCA Kaman Music. The latest adult percussion Custom Series "Class E" line was also developed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her last CD release "Heaven" is an enchanting combination of adult contemporary, funk, jazz and inspirational tracks. For a list of her albums, singles, videos and recordings for other artists visit the discography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recently, Sheila E. participated in the third season of CMT's hit show, "Gone Country." With the goal of creating a hit country music single, each "Gone Country" cast member is uprooted to Nashville for an intense two-week challenge. Justin Guarini, Taylor Dayne, George Clinton, Tara Conner, Richard Grieco, and Micky Dolenz competed on the third season along with Sheila E. Each celebrity was paired with two of Nashville's finest songwriters with whom they wrote a country single. In addition to meeting with songwriters, the cast competed in challenges that tested them musically and physically to adapt to a life in country music, both on and off the stage. Sheila E. was the Grand Prize Winner of the third season and has gone on to release her first country single &amp;amp; video for her song, "Glorious Train."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheila E. is indeed a multi-faceted drummer, percussionist, vocalist, songwriter, performer, arranger, producer, composer, instrumentalist and humanitarian. Her gifts have brought joy on the world and have made her one of today's brightest talents, and she continues to be one of our most treasured stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*MTA*NjkzODkyNyZwdD*xMjQxMDQ2OTk3MjM4JnA9MTgwMzEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MSZ*PSZvPTJjZGRhNjkyMDBiMjRiMTc4MDM5YTA*ZjcyZWFkMTE1.gif" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-6515610774833561369?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/6515610774833561369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=6515610774833561369' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/6515610774833561369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/6515610774833561369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/04/music-playlist-at-mixpod.html' title='I Met Sheila E!!!'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SfjiwxynRSI/AAAAAAAAAkA/RJr4HoXe66o/s72-c/sheila_e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-3418305519173658299</id><published>2009-04-21T09:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T09:49:54.611-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='partyin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunk bitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strippers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the life and times of vixen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='granny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drankin'/><title type='text'>Birthday Recap</title><content type='html'>Hey! I know I said that I would be giving you the details of my birthday to you on Sunday morning, but my grandma ended up having to have an emergency open heart surgery that day. Needless to say, I was scared shitless and blogging about my birthday wasn't something I was up for doing. She's fine now and the doctors expect her to make a full recovery. So thank the Lord for that. I love my Granny so much and I would be devastated if something happened to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday bash was a huge success! It was the best time ever. My girls and I got all cute and dressed up (have you ever shared a bathroom mirror with five other girls? Craziness.) and we went to dinner first. Then went to sex shop where I got some things for my boyfriend and myself (one of those things includes a school girls uniform! Hottness! I can't wait for him to see it!) and my friends and I were just generally acting silly. After we left the sex shop, we went to see male strippers! OMG! Those dudes were so fine! My bestie Panda got a face full of peen from this stripper named Chocolate God. He was soooo fine. I'm glad my boyfriend wasn't there cuz he probably would have kicked my ass if he saw me drooling all over those strippers!! Thank God Panda was our designated driver, because by the time we left the strip club, we were tipsy as hell! It was Panda's bright idea for us to get someone liquor and take it back to her place. It was five in the morning, and all of us were FUCKED UP!!!! That was the best birthday I've ever had!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessing, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vixen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-3418305519173658299?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3418305519173658299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=3418305519173658299' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/3418305519173658299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/3418305519173658299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthday-recap.html' title='Birthday Recap'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-4206245557748888405</id><published>2009-04-17T09:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T09:52:03.906-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='partyin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the life and times of vixen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strippers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sometimes i can be lame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my birthday'/><title type='text'>A Very Special Day</title><content type='html'>My 23rd birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SeiWy_6pbKI/AAAAAAAAAj4/IhwlVAqAj4k/s1600-h/Happy-Birthday-Butterflies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SeiWy_6pbKI/AAAAAAAAAj4/IhwlVAqAj4k/s400/Happy-Birthday-Butterflies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325672362260655266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And very special birthday wishes going out to my twin sister! Love you, sister! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vixen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I decided we're not going to the club! Instead....we're gonna see male strippers!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back Sunday morning to give all the details about my birthday bash. Thanks for all the advice and well wishes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-4206245557748888405?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/4206245557748888405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=4206245557748888405' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/4206245557748888405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/4206245557748888405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/04/very-special-day.html' title='A Very Special Day'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SeiWy_6pbKI/AAAAAAAAAj4/IhwlVAqAj4k/s72-c/Happy-Birthday-Butterflies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-8883786071645844589</id><published>2009-04-13T19:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:46:12.558-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='partyin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the club went crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the life and times of vixen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clubbin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sometimes i can be lame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i don&apos;t do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='umm did i ask you?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='club or not?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help please'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drankin'/><title type='text'>It's A Matter Of A Extreme Importance....</title><content type='html'>..... my first grown up club affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how I told you guys how my 23rd birthday is this Friday? Well, I'm going out with a group of friends, and they were like 'lets go to____________ (insert club name)'. I agreed because 1) I was a little bit tipsy and 2) i didn't want to seem lame and ask, 'what's ____________  (insert club name)?' I've never even heard of this place...I had no idea it was a club. The problem is, I HATE clubs. So my question is, would I be wrong if I wanted to change the plans I made with my girls and do something completely different? Or should I just go to the club and grin and bear it? I still want to hang out with them, but just not at the club. I kinda feel like since it's my birthday celebration, should have a say-so about it, but at the same time I don't want to disappoint my friends. What would you do? Let me know in the comments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vixen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-8883786071645844589?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/8883786071645844589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=8883786071645844589' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/8883786071645844589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/8883786071645844589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-matter-of-extreme-importance.html' title='It&apos;s A Matter Of A Extreme Importance....'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-2844817256167373921</id><published>2009-04-12T19:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:39:06.272-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corinne bailey rae'/><title type='text'>Artist Spotlight: Corinne Bailey Rae</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; 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Why? Because my boyfriend doesn't get off work until 10. I can't wait to see him.... I need some peen. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even though we had a quickie this morning. : )  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I love him so much, I'm so glad we're back together. I love falling asleep in his arms, kissing him , and spending time with his children. I love how he interacts with his kids..... It's actually one of the reasons why I fell in love with him.  I really feel like we're starting to come together as a real family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My leg is getting better. I put on my toe shoes this morning, and I actually could stand on my toes without my leg hurting. Out of all my dance classes, I miss ballet the most. I take jazz, hip-hop, tap, modern street styles, and ballet. I feel the most connected to the ballet classes because I've been taking them since I was 3 years old.  Hopefully I will be able to attend my classes again starting next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been eating pretty well.... no binging and purging, no more starving myself, and I've been attending therapy. I'm really happy about getting better. I still have thoughts about losing weight, but I just push them out. I still do tons of sit-ups, because I'm so not trying to have a pudge while I'm rocking my bikini this summer, no ma'am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really feeling this video this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tbkG6Za6w5s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tbkG6Za6w5s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace and Blessings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vixen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-2228963933490554660?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2228963933490554660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=2228963933490554660' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/2228963933490554660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/2228963933490554660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-friday-night.html' title='It&apos;s Friday Night....'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-2264196111264288778</id><published>2009-03-31T21:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:08:52.315-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college hill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black folks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>I Can't Think Of A Title For This</title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey everybody! Just thought I would check in.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Live blogging while watching 'College Hill'.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terri's weave is HIDEOUS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brandon isn't all that cute but his body is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Milan is kinda fly in a stuck up diva-ish kinda way. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I secretly want to be her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Kyle is such a queen! I want a gay bestie so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is this Terri chick so dramatic? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And where are her edges?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;***Sidebar: my mom got me some yogurt! End sidebar.****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris is such a cutie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GIRLFIGHT!!! Damn..... Milan almost ripped Terri's wack ass tracks out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh no....one of the girls have to go! I don't want either of them to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn they voted Terri out! : (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Allison's hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recap: I've come to the conclusion that Terri has low self-esteem and Milan's makeup will melt off her face if she's overexposed to the sun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;  ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a boring ass day....I worked.... came home, tried to clean my room, and caught up on some of my writing. Did I forget to tell you that I'm writing a book? I've been writing for as long as I can remember. I haven't been able to attend any of my dance classes this week because I pulled a muscle in my right leg while running around my block. I put on my toe shoes this morning, and I almost cried. I miss my classes so bad! I'm such a baby..... I'll be fine in a week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooooh.... I'm tired. Gotta go get my beauty sleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vixen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Where is Tima and Nasha? Come back, girls! Young Black Beauty: sending you an email soon. I wanna read your private blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-2264196111264288778?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2264196111264288778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=2264196111264288778' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/2264196111264288778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/2264196111264288778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-cant-think-of-title-for-this.html' title='I Can&apos;t Think Of A Title For This'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-5826191462121911316</id><published>2009-03-24T16:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T16:44:54.772-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ray-j'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncle v'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl crushes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kim kardashian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anorexia'/><title type='text'>It's Been A While.....</title><content type='html'>and I'm so sorry for not keeping my blog family updated like I should have.  There's been so much going on in my personal life. My boyfriend and I got back together, and things are going extremely well. I love his ass so much! Words can't describe how much he means to me. Our Valentine's Day was really nice: we worked together the entire day and most of the night and I didn't think he was going to get me a gift, so when I got in his car after we got off, I was surprised to see balloons, candy, a card, and a teddy bear. Everybody say it with me: AAAAAWWWWW!! I was so surprised..... it was a pleasant surprise. He also got me some bomb ass speakers to got with my ipod. So you know what we had to do when we got back to his house, right? Made love &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all night&lt;/span&gt;. It was the best Valentine's Day ever.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywhos, my aunt has breast cancer, so I need you guys to pray for her. My uncle V might have it in his lungs again (he had it in '94 and it went in remission in '97 but now the doctors are saying he might have it again) so I need you guys to pray for him as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what? I've gained 6 pounds, and I haven't binged or purged within the past month and a half. I'll be honest, I almost flipped out and lost my shit when I stepped on the scale and saw that I gained weight, but then I realized that I needed to gain weight to truly get over my eating disorders. My boyfriend is happy, he wants me to gain more weight so my butt can get bigger, lol. I've been doing a ton of crunches so none of  the weight goes to my tummy, cuz I gotta get my belly button pierced so I can rock my bikini for the entire summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On to more fun things....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I GOT A MACBOOK!!!! I'm so in love with it already. I have the silver one. It's ssoooo sleek and zexy. Photo Booth is the best invention ever. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My boyfriend and I have already made a sex tape on it&lt;/span&gt;. Don't worry, after we watched it a couple times, I deleted it. I'm not trying to pull a Kim Kardashian. (Even though she's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ne as hel&lt;/span&gt;l. If I could hook up with one girl it would be her, without a doubt. Her curves are so hot.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of Kim Kardashian, why didn't anyone tell me that her ex Ray-J was doing that show on VH-1? If I had known he was doing that, I would have auditioned for it. Don't get me wrong, I love my boyfriend, but I saw the sex tape Ray-J did with Kim Kardashian and um.... can you say LONG DONG SILVER?!? His music may suck, but his peen looks like a baseball bat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving right along.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just some sew-in extentions, and it hurts like hell!!! The braids under my weave are so tight! It hurts so bad. I was so close to taking it down, but I spent too much money getting it done, so I'm just gonna have to ride this one out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My birthday is next month on the 17th! I'll be 23. I'm so excited I'm having a girls night to celebrate. It's gonna be the best time ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get your money straight.....I'm expecting a shitload of presents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vixen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-5826191462121911316?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/5826191462121911316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=5826191462121911316' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/5826191462121911316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/5826191462121911316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been A While.....'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-798931271129979222</id><published>2009-03-05T15:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T15:37:47.912-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good music'/><title type='text'>Artist Spotlight: Sade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-left: auto; visibility:visible; margin-right: auto; width:450px;"&gt; &lt;object width="435" height="270"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/mp3player_new.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="config=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_black_noautostart.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=435&amp;amp;myheight=270&amp;amp;playlist_url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Floadplaylist.php%3Fplaylist%3D58061756%26t%3D1236289054&amp;amp;wid=os"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed style="width:435px; visibility:visible; height:270px;" allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/mp3player_new.swf" flashvars="config=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_black_noautostart.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=435&amp;amp;myheight=270&amp;amp;playlist_url=http://www.indimusic.us/loadplaylist.php?playlist=58061756&amp;t=1236289054&amp;amp;wid=os" width="435" height="270" name="mp3player" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="0"/&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.profileplaylist.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/create_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Get a playlist!"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mysocialgroup.com/standalone/58061756" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/launch_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Standalone player"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mysocialgroup.com/download/58061756"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/get_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Get Ringtones"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-798931271129979222?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/798931271129979222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=798931271129979222' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/798931271129979222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/798931271129979222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/03/artist-spotlight-sade.html' title='Artist Spotlight: Sade'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-8651451236901016735</id><published>2009-02-12T16:08:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T16:34:28.751-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoodrat stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black folks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='douchebags'/><title type='text'>What The Fuck Does Acting White Mean Anyway?</title><content type='html'>Why are some black people so ignorant?!? Just because I want to go to school and be educated doesn't mean I'm trying to be white. What do you know, some black people actually DO go to college and &lt;strong&gt;WORK!!&lt;/strong&gt; So fucking what if I'm 22 and I don't have any kids? I'M NOT MARRIED YOU FUCKING LOSER!! Just because you had all 3 of your kids while you were a teenager doesn't mean everyone else has too also. I don't aspire to be 20 years old, unmarried with 3 kids, unemployed, on welfare, BROKE, living in the projects with a loser &lt;strong&gt;lazy&lt;/strong&gt; ass boyfriend. You can't be serious. I'm not a food stamp champ. Why do I have to go to work everyday and struggle with no insurance when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;there's&lt;/span&gt; girls like you who have a bunch of kids so you don't have to work AND get health insurance?!?! It's girls like you who make it hard for girls like me. I wish I could have health insurance. Looks like I'm gonna have to pop a bunch of kids just so I can go to the doctor if I need to. What the fuck are you doing?!? Get up off your ass and get a fucking job. So what if I don't want to stand outside on the goddamn corner all day? What the hell are you doing, counting all the cars that go by? I have more to do to myself than to just stand outside and look stupid. Use that energy to get a fucking job!! Stop saying the N word. People like you make white people think its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; for them to say the N word too. This is why we as a culture can't make positive changes for ourselves. We hold ourselves back. Why are you talking so loud? &lt;strong&gt;SHUT UP!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I"M NOT ACTING WHITE I'M JUST BEING MYSELF!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***disclaimer: Sorry if this offended anyone. I just needed to get this off my chest. I love all my black &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;brothas&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sistas&lt;/span&gt;, even the ones that piss me off!***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-8651451236901016735?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/8651451236901016735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=8651451236901016735' title='47 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/8651451236901016735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/8651451236901016735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-fuck-does-acting-white-mean-anyway.html' title='What The Fuck Does Acting White Mean Anyway?'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>47</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-5294313945279712704</id><published>2009-01-15T16:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T13:29:22.820-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guilty pleasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lovemaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE GOOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriends'/><title type='text'>Bliss......</title><content type='html'>The ex and I have gotten back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the happiest I've been in a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so much&lt;/span&gt; and while that is a very good feeling, it scares me to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a chance and letting it all go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta jet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to go make love to my man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vixen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-5294313945279712704?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/5294313945279712704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=5294313945279712704' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/5294313945279712704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/5294313945279712704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/01/bliss_15.html' title='Bliss......'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-1013149614785683452</id><published>2009-01-12T15:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:26:38.546-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunk bitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years revolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='therapy'/><title type='text'>Revolution Is Now</title><content type='html'>Hey beautiful people! Missed you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to begin.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my new years resoultions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;move out of my moms house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;blog more often&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn to love my body for what it is and lose the attachment I have for the scale in my bathroom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;work on my temper (sometimes the vixen can be a real bitch!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn to be more patient&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stop drinking so much diet coke&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;work on my self-esteem&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn to trust men &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stop procrastinating&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;work out more often&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;eat more fruits and vegtables&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn to love myself more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;What else do I have to say? Oh damn I almost forgot! I'm going to therapy. I've addressed the issues with my eating disorders, but I really need to learn how to deal with all the things that happened to me when I was younger (being raped when I was 13, and being molested by my stepfather), and I've been snapping on my mom for no reason. She really doesnt deserve that, and I need to control my temper. So wish me luck! My first session is going to be sometime next month. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and I'm getting a pap smear Thursday morning.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I hung out with Panda Friday night. It was so fun! We had drinks with some of our old friends from high school, and um.....I got drunk! I never drink, bur for some weird reason, I felt like I had to keep on drinking. I totally puked all over my friend's house, and two of the girls had to help me walk to the car because I could'nt stand up straight. The girls and I also watched porn. (We were curious....none of us know how to ride a dick properly....ladies, if you have any tips &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; let me know!) Good times, good times. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;vixen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-1013149614785683452?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/1013149614785683452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=1013149614785683452' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/1013149614785683452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/1013149614785683452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/01/revolution-is-now.html' title='Revolution Is Now'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-6054402298177131377</id><published>2009-01-12T15:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:33:29.664-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rihanna'/><title type='text'>Rehab</title><content type='html'>I fucking LOVE this song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pofHaQB4X1Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pofHaQB4X1Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehab- Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be back with a real post later on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vixen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-6054402298177131377?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/6054402298177131377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=6054402298177131377' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/6054402298177131377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/6054402298177131377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2009/01/rehab.html' title='Rehab'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-7546083507517307485</id><published>2008-12-22T17:56:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:59:22.516-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anorexia'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Hey! Just wanted to say that I'm not neglecting my blog on purpose. It's just that my internet has been on some BULLSHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for being patient with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err...where do I begin? My life has been pretty hectic for the past three weeks. I've been working, going to my dance classes, attending the meetings for my eating disorders, and Christmas shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my Christmas list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283378882249157874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SVJVGdJC7PI/AAAAAAAAAZw/j8HvvIOjDx0/s400/daisymarcjacobs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Daisy by Marc Jacobs&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283379221071779106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SVJVaLWp1SI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/O5e2IfBx3gY/s400/digitalcamera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;a digital camera&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283379551075430434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 437px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SVJVtYtp8CI/AAAAAAAAAaA/oTRDfQOPnJU/s400/diorshow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Christian Dior Diorshow mascara in very black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283380304341981746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SVJWZO2ZWjI/AAAAAAAAAaI/DG5WvSqRG6E/s400/eek!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this Louis Vuitton bag&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283380622923229218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SVJWrxqFaCI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/QxLvLVLoGCM/s400/fame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Complete First Season of Fame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dance classes have been fucking awesome! I'm taking tap, jazz, ballet , and hip-hop. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So um.....the ex and I slept together on Saturday night. I stayed the night at his house. It was actually quite nice.....we talked, and assured me that her never cheated. I'm a little apprehensive about us getting back together because of my insecurities. I'm really afraid of getting hurt....it's kinda like I'm sheilding myself from any future pain. I'm scared if I let him back in something bad will happen and it'll blow up in my face. My biggest fear is that he'll find someone better (in my twisted head, better means skinner and prettier.) and forget about me. I love him , and I can't imagine not having him in my life. My fear of being hurt gets in the way of us being together , and I have a hard time trusting men. All the men that I've incountered have done really bad things to me (i.e. , my father walking out on me , my stepfather molesting me when I was younger , and being raped by another man when I was 13.) and I just can't seem to get over it. Errrr.....this is really complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the songs I'm feeling this week: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;embed style="width:435px; visibility:visible; height:270px;" allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://www.myplaylist.org/mc/mp3player.swf?tomy=http://www.myplaylist.org/mc/config/config_black_noautostart.xml&amp;mywidth=435&amp;myheight=270&amp;file=http://www.myplaylist.org/loadplaylist.php?playlist=55746648" menu="false" quality="high" width="435" height="270" name="mp3player" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0"/&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.myplaylist.org&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.myplaylist.org/mc/images/create_black.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.myplaylist.org/standalone/55746648 target=_blank&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.myplaylist.org/mc/images/launch_black.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.myplaylist.org/download/55746648&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.myplaylist.org/mc/images/get_black.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;vixen &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-7546083507517307485?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/7546083507517307485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=7546083507517307485' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7546083507517307485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7546083507517307485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2008/12/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SVJVGdJC7PI/AAAAAAAAAZw/j8HvvIOjDx0/s72-c/daisymarcjacobs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-7842705630236096555</id><published>2008-11-25T18:35:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:41:57.813-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corinne bailey rae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keri hilson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no daddy'/><title type='text'>Let's Give 'Em Something To Talk About</title><content type='html'>***this title has nothing to do with this post! cool points to whoever can tell me what song the title comes from!***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag! I'm it!&lt;br /&gt;I've been tagged teamed by Curvy Girl and Songstress! (Hey girls! Love you long time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the rules: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SSyazyUPuII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/odDYPdU_WnA/s1600-h/tagpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SSyazyUPuII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/odDYPdU_WnA/s400/tagpic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272759478214703234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I eat 3 to 5 apples a day. I love apples.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm really horny. (TMI? Oh well! This is my blog, damnnit!)&lt;br /&gt;3. I love this video &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G7yM88kdaBY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G7yM88kdaBY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love black nail polish even though my ex hates when I wear it.&lt;br /&gt;5. I want to meet Maya Angelou. I love her poetry, and I feel a connection to her because our life stories are so similar.&lt;br /&gt;6. My favorite movie of all time is Purple Rain. Gotta love that Prince! Sexy, sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SSydBPhGy-I/AAAAAAAAAZY/hLOLtcO2mSs/s1600-h/200px-Prince_PurpleRainMovie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SSydBPhGy-I/AAAAAAAAAZY/hLOLtcO2mSs/s400/200px-Prince_PurpleRainMovie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272761908414827490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I own over 40 lip glosses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging anyone who wants to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been gone for a while.....the world of Little Miss Vixen is quite crazy these days. My sister got an apartment! YAY! I'm so proud of her! I'm glad she moved out of my place but I'm missing my nieces and my nephew something fierce. I miss them sleeping in my bed with me. I love those kids so much...it's like I gave birth to them, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh damn I almost forgot! I saw my father again the week of my uncles funeral. It was at the party my family had to celebrate my uncles life. Bad experience. He ignored my sister and I the whole time. And this shit right here is the fucking shocker: he has a 7 year old son. He actually takes care of this little boy and is involved in his life. Wow. This was my our first time meeting the little dude, and honestly I could care less about the little boy. The whole time we were at the party our father ignored us. I was trying to be strong for my sister, and it took every ounce of strength in my body for me not to walk up to my father and slap the cowboy shit outta him. I was so hurt....everytime he looked at the little boy, his eyes would just light up with unconditional love for the kid. He never looked at my sister and I like that ever in our lives. I'll be honest...that hurt like hell. Ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ex and I had a lengthy text discussion on Friday night. Here's how it went down:&lt;br /&gt;ex: I've been doing alot of thinking since the day you broke up with me.&lt;br /&gt;vixen: Thinking about what? &lt;br /&gt;ex: I've been trying to figure out why you ended things.&lt;br /&gt;vixen: Because I felt like you were cheating on me.&lt;br /&gt;ex: I never cheated on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****SWEET DAMN!!! He never cheated. I've been missing his ass something fierce****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, he sounded so sincere when he said it. I want to believe him, but the insecure side of myself tells me that I should'nt. He wants us to get back together. Why is love so confusing? Anywhos, I ended up staying the night with him on Saturday. There was no sex invovled! (Which is why I'm so horny now, lol!) We just talked, spooned, and cuddled. I love that man so much. Love is so complicated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the songs I'm feeling this week: &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nZvmxNyVtuE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nZvmxNyVtuE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energy by Keri Hilson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8DB5iq5W-1k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8DB5iq5W-1k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is It A Crime (live) by Sade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pfgnSiDZvlw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pfgnSiDZvlw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till It Happens To (live) by Corinne Bailey Rae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings, &lt;br /&gt;vixen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-7842705630236096555?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/7842705630236096555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=7842705630236096555' title='47 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7842705630236096555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7842705630236096555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2008/11/lets-give-em-something-to-talk-about_25.html' title='Let&apos;s Give &apos;Em Something To Talk About'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SSyazyUPuII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/odDYPdU_WnA/s72-c/tagpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>47</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-5496554011806021302</id><published>2008-11-12T20:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:45:58.983-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keyshia cole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nelly furtado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aaliyah'/><title type='text'>I'm Going Through Changes....</title><content type='html'>Hi everybody! As you can see, I gave my blog a total makeover. I changed the title, got a new background, and somehow in the process I lost half of my fucking blogroll. I will be back with a real post soon. For now, I will leave you with some of my favorite videos to keep you entertained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vixen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6PoSYrFnGnk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6PoSYrFnGnk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AO6SnX9s5-w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" 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Changes....'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-9149982909471067886</id><published>2008-11-05T10:32:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:49:20.697-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yes we can'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s just my baby daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mccain/palin 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SRHOV5iyK_I/AAAAAAAAAV0/B-__x8WWP2w/s1600-h/obama-fist-bump_350x247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SRHOV5iyK_I/AAAAAAAAAV0/B-__x8WWP2w/s400/obama-fist-bump_350x247.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265216314992110578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SRHOKiBX12I/AAAAAAAAAVs/pRXOIcwxJlg/s1600-h/Ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SRHOKiBX12I/AAAAAAAAAVs/pRXOIcwxJlg/s400/Ab.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265216119699396450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SRHN4EU8OhI/AAAAAAAAAVk/1KSUZZGgooU/s1600-h/vibe-obama2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SRHN4EU8OhI/AAAAAAAAAVk/1KSUZZGgooU/s400/vibe-obama2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265215802490763794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-9149982909471067886?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/9149982909471067886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=9149982909471067886' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/9149982909471067886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/9149982909471067886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-obama-time.html' title='It&apos;s Obama Time!'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SRHOhjcTOfI/AAAAAAAAAV8/w-I9APfHNls/s72-c/obama-barack-michelle-kids-girls-family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-2850654122374993640</id><published>2008-10-30T11:50:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T11:03:41.794-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='r.i.p. unc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussycat dolls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncle v'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colbie calliat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tamia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlicious'/><title type='text'>Tags And Things</title><content type='html'>***EDIT:I DELETED ALL THE MUSIC FROM THIS POST. IT MAKES MY PAGE LOAD SLOW!***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry I've bee M.I.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been crazy busy. Working my ass off. My great uncle (my dad's uncle) died Friday morning. He had a stroke. I miss him. He was the coolest uncle ever. Treated my sister and I like we were his own. In memory of him, here's "Wish You Were Here" by Pink Floyd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my sister and I go to our uncles funeral on Tuesday morning and can you guess who we saw? Our deadbeat dad. He spots us, and he turns around and starts walking in the opposite direction. He's such a dumbass jackass. Ugh. So my sister is getting all emotional about it when our favorite uncle V (he's a cross-dresser. I love his ass! More about him in a later post) strolls over. He hugs us, and tells us that he loves us. That cheers us up, but I'm still upset that our father ignored us, but I'm most worried about my sister. I don't want him to hurt her again. I do know that we will probably see him again on Saturday because our family is having a get together in honor of my uncle. I'm excited because I really don't get to see that side of my family too often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things with Panda didn't go well. She stood me up. &lt;br /&gt;No call. &lt;br /&gt;No text.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. &lt;br /&gt;I don't even care. I'm not going to beg her to be my friend. That's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tagged by Ms. Magnificent! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules are: &lt;br /&gt;1. Link to the person who tagged you&lt;br /&gt;2. Post the rules on your blog&lt;br /&gt;3. Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs&lt;br /&gt;5. Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a fraternal twin sister. We aren't identical. I look like mom and she looks like dad. I'm ten minutes older than her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm double jointed in my fingers and my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I feel really bad for even admitting this, but I love my sister more than I love my older brother. Don't get me wrong, I love my brother but the way I love my sister is on a deeper and spiritual level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love rough sex. If I'm not getting my ass smacked and having my hair pulled while doing the do, I am not a happy camper. I also love deep kisses....if you're going to kiss me, don't give me a little peck! Use your tongue and make it nasty, please and thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love sunflower seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I STAN for the Pussycat Dolls and Girlicious. (yes, I fux with bubblegum pop! don't judge me!) Their songs are so catchy, and their bodies are sick. I also love the way they dress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SQnzAL5svOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/2fyI7Y4UXqA/s1600-h/pussycat-dolls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 197px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SQnzAL5svOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/2fyI7Y4UXqA/s400/pussycat-dolls.jpg"border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263004824079482082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SQn0dQmSPwI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ixe9qWWF9lM/s1600-h/gir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SQn0dQmSPwI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ixe9qWWF9lM/s400/gir.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263006423068065538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm still stuck on my dad. If you don't know our history, please page down until you find this post: A Letter To My Father. That explains it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm half Haitian. My dad is a full blooded Haitian. His family moved to America when he was 5 years old. My mom is black. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging:&lt;br /&gt;Lucky &lt;br /&gt;Tima and Nasha &lt;br /&gt;iCandy21 &lt;br /&gt;Dope Fiend &lt;br /&gt;contagiously cranky &lt;br /&gt;luvinyounow &lt;br /&gt;(I tried to post the links, but blogger is acting a damn fool! sorry!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I will leave you with two songs that I'm really feeling this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost-Tamia&lt;br /&gt;Realize-Colbie Calliat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings, &lt;br /&gt;vixen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Get up and vote! I already did! It's up to us to help change our country for the better! Go team Obama!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-2850654122374993640?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2850654122374993640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=2850654122374993640' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/2850654122374993640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/2850654122374993640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2008/10/tags-and-things.html' title='Tags And Things'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SQnzAL5svOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/2fyI7Y4UXqA/s72-c/pussycat-dolls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-3809782455923865927</id><published>2008-10-19T17:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:16:34.883-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE GOOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anorexia'/><title type='text'>Naughty Girl And A Best Friend Breakup</title><content type='html'>I've been naughty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been bad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spank me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SOOOOO sorry for not being on top of my blogging like I should be! I want to apologize to Tima and Nasha, Jaded, icandy21, Pink, Lucky, contagiously cranky, luvinyounow, brownngirl, and Kitty. (If I left anyone off this list, I'm sorry!) You guys, I am so sorry for not commenting on your blogs like I should be doing! I just simply haven't had the time. Just know that I love you forever, and I always read your posts even though I don't always comment on them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's my blog fam?! Good, I hope. Things are getting much better in the life of vixen. I'm still going to my treatment meeting for my anorexia and bulimia, and I've been eating 3 meals a day without throwing them up for the past week. YYYYYYAAAAAYYYY!!!! LOL! I'm really proud of myself.....I've just been taking this one day at a time. O-M-FREAKING-G!!!!! Why didn't anyone tell me that they started making peanut butter Twix?!!? Those things are the business!! I had one this morning, and it's the little things like those that make me appreciate getting healthy again. Look at me, getting all sentimental over a Twix! No but seriously, those things are some serious chocolaty-peanut-buttery-slap-ya-mama-and-ya-grandma-GOODNESS!! That's the best thing I've eaten in a long-ass time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to more pressing issues.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My former BFF (from now on we will call her Panda because she loves panda bears) called me up this morning and asked me if I wanted to spend my off day with her. Keep in mind that I haven't seen or spoken to her in months. I tell her yes. My off day is Wednesday so we will see how this goes. I think I should give you guys the vixen and Panda back story: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**we met freshman year of high school&lt;br /&gt;**we were like peas and carrots- you never ever saw one without the other, no ma'am. Like seriously, I never thought that our friendship would end up like it is now. &lt;br /&gt;**we kinda had a falling out like a year and a half ago- it wasn't really an argument, we were just busy with our own lives- i.e., she got pregnant but she had a miscarriage, I was working all the time and fighting my eating disorders, she got a boyfriend (the guy she was pregnant by was not the child's father). Our friendship has been shaky ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all we just stopped talking. I'm a little apprehensive about hanging out with her because I'm afraid it will be awkward because we haven't talked in so long. I hope all goes well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhos, I've been working with the ex, and for the first time, it's been hard as hell. I was so emotionally numb when we first broke up that I didn't really feel anything, but now that I know there's a possibility that he will be with someone else, it just KILLS me. I need to get over this because while we were together I had a really strong feeling that he was cheating on me. I can't be with someone like that. I don't know how to get over this....I'm new at this whole dating and relationships thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any advice? Hit me up in the comment section. I love hearing from you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;vixen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-3809782455923865927?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3809782455923865927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=3809782455923865927' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/3809782455923865927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/3809782455923865927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2008/10/naughty-girl-and-best-friend-breakup.html' title='Naughty Girl And A Best Friend Breakup'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-3227826082201835442</id><published>2008-10-07T15:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T17:04:42.215-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guilty pleasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that&apos;s just my baby daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buliemia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE GOOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anorexia'/><title type='text'>Guilty Pleasures, Barack Obama, And A Meltdown Of Epic Proportions</title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey everybody! Did you miss me? Of course you did! LOL. I missed you guys too! Babies, vixen's exhausted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to stop and take a moment to tell you guys how happy your comments make me! You have no idea how much I look forward to reading them. I appreciate you guys for coming by my blog, and here's a big ol' HI! to all my new readers...adding you to the blogroll soon. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I know you guys are wondering if I'm eating, and yes, I am. I had to. I was so weak it was to the point where I felt nauseous everytime I bent down to tie my shoes. I'm taking it slow because I know that I can't be cured overnight....this is really hard for me. I've had the urge to throw up everytime I eat but I'm fighting it. I can't let this eating disorder kill me. I went to my eating disorder support group meeting on Thursday night, and Victoria was there. She is the coolest white girl ever! I can tell we're going to be really good friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um...what else? There's not too much going on in the life of vixen. Things with my twin sister are getting a little better. She's trying to do better with the kids, but I'm still doing a majority of the brunt work. Why, you ask? Because I love my neices and my nephew and I want them to have the best. The other night my 5 year old nephew said to me, 'auntie why do you work so much?' and it was then that I realized that I'm doing this for them. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love those kids more than the air I breathe.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SOvV3oT9jWI/AAAAAAAAARU/P-t_zR89VE4/s1600-h/obama!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SOvV3oT9jWI/AAAAAAAAARU/P-t_zR89VE4/s400/obama!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254528541948480866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now, on to Mr. Barack Obama!!! I live in Nashville, and he's in town today! They blocked the street where my job is so that he can get to the debate tonight, and I saw him! Yep, you read right! I saw BARACK O-FREAKIN-BAMA!!! He waved at me from his car!!! AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!! I almost had a freakin heart attack I was so excited that he waved that me! That man is just brilliant, amazing, talented, and beautiful! He's the father I've always wanted. Seeing him made my whole day and it really gave me hope that things are going to change in our country. He's going to be a great president. AAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHH I can't believe that brilliant man waved at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhos..... I had a meltdown of epic proportions after I left work last night. I was thinking about how much my life has changed since I'm not with him anymore. He was my first boyfriend. Breaking up is so hard to do. It just hit me like a ton of bricks....wow, it's really over. I cried so much last night. I get a pain in my chest everytime I think about him. I miss being his girlfriend so much. *plays 'Can't Let Go' by Mariah Carey* &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;On to more fun things......&lt;br /&gt;This is a list of songs that I consider to be my gulity pleasure songs. (This is a music blog, after all!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-left: auto; visibility:visible; margin-right: auto; width:450px;"&gt;&lt;embed style="width:435px; visibility:visible; height:270px;" allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/mp3player.swf?tomy=http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/config/config_black_noautostart.xml&amp;mywidth=435&amp;myheight=270&amp;file=http://www.profileplaylist.net/loadplaylist.php?playlist=49899460" menu="false" quality="high" width="435" height="270" name="mp3player" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0"/&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.profileplaylist.net&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/create_black.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.profileplaylist.net/standalone/49899460 target=_blank&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/launch_black.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.profileplaylist.net/download/49899460&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/get_black.jpg border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your guilty pleasures? Musically and otherwise? Let me know in the comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;vixen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-3227826082201835442?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3227826082201835442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=3227826082201835442' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/3227826082201835442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/3227826082201835442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2008/10/guilty-pleasures-barack-obama-and.html' title='Guilty Pleasures, Barack Obama, And A Meltdown Of Epic Proportions'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SOvV3oT9jWI/AAAAAAAAARU/P-t_zR89VE4/s72-c/obama!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-5309995770158330491</id><published>2008-09-28T16:41:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:26:26.259-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work sucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buliemia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE GOOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE BAD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anorexia'/><title type='text'>These Are My Confessions.....</title><content type='html'>***DISCLAIMER: THIS POST HAS A LOT OF CURSE WORDS IN IT. IF YOU DO NOT LIKE PROFANITY, STOP READING NOW.***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everybody! First off, let me say that I am truly sorry for taking so long to do a post. My job has been so crazy- instead of working 40 hours a week I've been working 60. Needless to say, I've been WAY tired. Like falling-asleep-as-soon-as-my-head-hits-the-pillow-tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My twin sister moved in with my mom and I like 4 days ago, and I'm already feeling the strain of it. She got put out of her apartment because her bitch ass baby daddy (yes my sister is one of those ghetto as hell girls whose 3 kids have 3 different dads...but I digress) robbed some guy that lives in the same apartments so the guy went and shot inside my sisters house while my nieces and nephew where in there. Clearly I'm pissed off about this situation because 1) my sister and her kids are practically homeless because of this loser, 2) she still talks to him but she lied to my mom and told her that she doesn't talk to him anymore, and 3) that asshole put my neices and nephew in danger and I don't appreciate that shit. My sister is so trifling all she does is sit around and smoke weed all day. She's pissing me off so bad I love my sister to death but she's 22 years old with 3 kids, she needs to grow the hell up and take responsibility for her actions. Our living situation kind of sucks now it's my mom, my sister, my 2 neices and my nephew in a two bedroom house. Can you say cramped? The kids sleep in my bed with me, and my sister sleeps on our sofa. I'm happy that the kids are here, because I get to see them more, but my sister is starting to irk me something fierce. Like she doesn't give the kids baths she sleeps all day, and she's basically just lazy as hell. I wake up eary in the morning, get the kids ready for school, drop them off, work 10 hours a day, come home, help the kids with their homework, give them baths, and put them to bed. Do you think my ungrateful ass sister has thanked me for any of this? NO. I'm about ready to give up on her. I'm tired. Sometimes I want to grab her and shake her and slap some since into her. She needs to get her ass beat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like the title indicated, I have some confessions to make.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent eaten anything since Friday. Getting better is harder than I thought it would be. I'm so afraid of gaining weight. The last time I ate I just threw it all up after I was done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ex and I ended up having sex the other night. I could give you a bunch of excuses, but I'm not going to. Hell, I was horny. He told me he loved me after we were done. I'm not going to get my hopes up because I doubt that he wants me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my confessions...what are yours? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;vixen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-5309995770158330491?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/5309995770158330491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=5309995770158330491' title='56 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/5309995770158330491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/5309995770158330491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2008/09/these-are-my-confessions.html' title='These Are My Confessions.....'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>56</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-2746852511296743608</id><published>2008-09-14T21:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:37:40.902-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE BAD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>A Letter To My Father</title><content type='html'>Dear Father:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for walking out on me when I was 4 years old.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for not loving me. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making me feel like I will never be completely loved or accepted for who I am. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for popping in and out of my life, promising me the world, and then leaving again. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you getting my hopes up by telling me that you are going to pick me up on the weekends and then never showing up.That was really the biggest highlight of my third grade year.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for not attending my high school graduation. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making me feel weird when people ask me where you are. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for not being there when my stepfather started molesting me when I was 9 years old. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for not being there when another man raped me when I was 13.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the times I've cried myself to sleep every night on Father's Day. Thank you for never showing up for father/daughter functions at school.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for breaking my mom's heart.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for leaving my mom to raise 3 kids by herself. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for promising to buy me a car that I never got. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making me feel like I'm incompetent.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the time I waste thinking about you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. You are the reason why I avoid getting close to people because I'm afraid they will abandon me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the time you ignored me when you saw me at Target.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for putting me on a diet when I was 10 years old. Drinking the Slim-Fast you gave me and running around our neighborhood really made me feel confidant about my body. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for telling me that black girls can't have eating disorders. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for calling me stupid. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making me feel like I will never be good enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-2746852511296743608?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/2746852511296743608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=2746852511296743608' title='51 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/2746852511296743608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/2746852511296743608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2008/09/letter-to-my-father.html' title='A Letter To My Father'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>51</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-4958084254464038324</id><published>2008-09-10T11:44:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T11:05:23.918-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl crushes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leona lewis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lil wayne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='works sucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VMA&apos;s'/><title type='text'>My Girl Crush And The VMA's</title><content type='html'>Guess who's back...back again...vixens back...lol! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anybody watch the VMA's? I will be the first to admit that I didn't. I missed it which I guess is a good thing because everybody in the blogsphere is saying that it sucked! But I was so happy to hear that my NUMBER ONE GIRL CRUSH, Leona Lewis was on with Lil Wayne. Now, I'm not a big Lil Wayne fan (Lollipop is the most overrated, overplayed song EVER. Now that I think about it, his new album is overrated too.) But anyways, here is Leona, Lil Wayne, and T-Pain's peformance. (Sidenote: I am not posting this because I like the whole performance, I'm posting this because I love Leona's part. Lil Wayne and T-Pain are not real musicians in my opinion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, more about my girl crush....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you guys are tired of hearing me talk about her, but I seriously love Leona Lewis! She can sing her ass off, and her album is so amazing! Not to mention that she's freaking BEAUTIFUL! I would've posted some pics of her but blogger is acting a damn fool and won't let me put up any pics. So these are my fave songs off her album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you guys think after taking a listen? Don't you think her voice is insane? Well, I do, and if you don't then frankly you suck, lol. Nah I'm kidding but if you don't like her voice then something must be wrong with your ears, ya dig? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see the ex's 9 month old daughter Monday while I was at work. That made me so happy because I hadn't seen her since the day we broke up. I love that little girl...the hardest thing about this breakup is not seeing his kids (he has a 10 year old son also) because I got attached to them too. Breaking up is hard to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Monday while I was at work, I found some British guys wallet, and it was FULL of 100, 50, and 20 dollar bills. Me being the good samaritan that I am, I turn the wallet in to my boss. Well the guy comes back for his wallet, and my boss tells him that I found it but the rude bastard doesn't tell me thank you, kiss my ass or anything! How screwed up is that?!? I told my mom and she was like  'you dumb as hell, I would have took all the cash out of the dudes wallet' , lol. That's my mom for ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be back later on this week. Try not to miss me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;vixen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-4958084254464038324?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/4958084254464038324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=4958084254464038324' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/4958084254464038324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/4958084254464038324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-girl-crush-and-vmas.html' title='My Girl Crush And The VMA&apos;s'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-596773955175005203</id><published>2008-09-07T15:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:21:45.033-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victoria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meal plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE GOOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE BAD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my best friends wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='works sucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anorexia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new friends'/><title type='text'>The Happenings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hello world!&lt;/span&gt; How you been blog fam? I've been well, and I'm doing a lot better. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working with the ex is a lot &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;easier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; than I anticipated it would be. He's actually being a little &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; nice to me. Examples: he's been doing a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;huge majoritiy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of my work for me, he let me listen to my ipod while I was working (which is a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;major no-no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at my place of employment), and basically he's just been kissing my ass. I'm not gonna stop him...I'ma &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ride that shit the wheels fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ya dig?!? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my first meeting Tuesday night. &lt;strong&gt;(Sidenote:Why was I the&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; black girl at that meeting?) &lt;/strong&gt;While I was there, I met a 19 yr old named Victoria and we became fast friends. She's 5 ft 4 and she weighs 90 pounds. Oh my gosh, she is so tiny and frail. We talked and she was telling me that she wants to lose 15 more pounds. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I just wanted to wrap my arms around her and tell her that everything's gonna be ok. &lt;/span&gt;We hit it off like crazy though. I hope the both of us get better. There were so many girls at the meeting that were so skinny! Like there was this tall white girl, and she literally looked like a skeleton, she was so small. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being there made me realize how truly blessed I am and it's really motivating me to get better. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my meal plan for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: Special K with lowfat skim milk, an apple&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: A bomb-ass salad, lol&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: Steamed broccoli and a turkey sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I've made it through breakfast and lunch without throwing up. I did feel a little guilty because I put a teaspoon of sugar in my ceral. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Eating is really hard for me and the eating disorders that I have cannot be cured overnite. The thought of gaining too much weight terrifies me. &lt;/span&gt;Hopefully dinner will go well and I won't have the urge to puke it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited my best friend found the bridesmaids dresses! High-five for bargin shopping! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Whatchu know 'bout getting 5 bridesmaids dresses from American Apperal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We found the flowers for the bouquet. My best friend jokes that she should marry me because I'm doing more planning than her future husband is, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been absolutely insane. We just fired a cashier that we just hired like a week ago. OMG homegurl was the biggest Debbie Downer/Negative Nelly &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; She smells like beer and cat food. I'm so glad she's gone, y'all have no idea. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(I'm going to hell for that...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be back sooner than later, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;vixen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Please &lt;/span&gt;show some love for my homegurl, &lt;a href="http://thegirlintheglasses.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thegirlintheglasses.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; she's having kind of a hard time right now. I love you Lucky! Things will get better, and we will find the loser who got your Blackberry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-596773955175005203?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/596773955175005203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=596773955175005203' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/596773955175005203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/596773955175005203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2008/09/happenings.html' title='The Happenings...'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-7631490477803945141</id><published>2008-08-31T17:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T17:30:40.780-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE BAD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE GOOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anorexia'/><title type='text'>Breakups And Such</title><content type='html'>I broke things off with the boyfriend this morning. I think from now on we'll call him 'C' . Anyways, I ended our relationship of a year and a half today. I haven't cried yet. I'm not even upset. I actually kind of feel like I'm on autopilot now...I just feel numb. I don't think it has hit me yet. It's funny, when we were together I would get upset whenever I thought about us not being together. I asked him if he cheated and of course he denied it. I still have a feeling that he did but whatever, I'm not going to stress over it. What is meant to be will be. He is my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;, and I still &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; him, but I can't be in a relationship with someone I can't trust.  We had a good day at work (sidenote:did I mention that we work together? He's my boss. I met him there. But that's a whole other post.) even after I told him I didn't want to be together anymore. I know I sound optimistic right now, but I think I would &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flip the fuck out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if I saw him with another chick. But I will cross that bridge when it gets here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I want to tell you guys about the whole weird situation that is my father, but that will set off a crying jag, and I don't think I'm prepared for that today. Another post, someday soon, I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on with some (hopefully) good news: I will be starting treatment for my eating disorder this week. I will be attending meetings on Tuesday and Thursday nights until I conquer this demon they call &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;anorexia and bulemia&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;These are the same meetings I attended two years ago when I first got sick. I think I will do well, but I'm not sure about the whole eating thing (insert &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;irony&lt;/span&gt; here). All I ate today was three apples and a bottle of water. I can't remember the last time I had a real meal.  But that's neither here or there. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I will say this: I really want to get better.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vixen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-7631490477803945141?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/7631490477803945141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=7631490477803945141' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7631490477803945141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/7631490477803945141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2008/08/breakups-and-such.html' title='Breakups And Such'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-1553408710628510774</id><published>2008-08-27T08:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:39:56.861-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE GOOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE BAD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my best friends wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go to rehab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anorexia'/><title type='text'>I'm Back! Well, Kinda...</title><content type='html'>Lots of things happening in the dramatic saga called my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE GOOD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend is getting married next October. I'm her maid of honor/hair stylist/makeup artist/assistant wedding planner. We picked out her dress yesterday so now we have the hard task of finding the perfect bridesmaids dresses. Wish us luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently got a promotion at my job and I have been working over 40 hours a week. This is explains why I haven't been blogging as much as I should. Sorry guys! But I'm trying. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE BAD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost 35 pounds over the last 2 months. I was anorexic a couple of years ago. Cue relapse now. I'm trying to hide it from my family and it's really hard. They see right through me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still miss my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sinking feeling that my boyfriend is cheating on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;vixen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-1553408710628510774?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/1553408710628510774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=1553408710628510774' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/1553408710628510774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/1553408710628510774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-back-well-kinda.html' title='I&apos;m Back! Well, Kinda...'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-121636462474098532</id><published>2008-08-24T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T09:49:25.115-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work sucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>I'm Not Dead</title><content type='html'>Hi everybody! Sorry for the lack of posts! Work has been really crazy right now and I haven't been able to get away.As a matter of fact, I'm at work right now, hiding in the restroom sending this from my Blackberry. I will back to blogging as soon as I can. I love you guys! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Vixen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-121636462474098532?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/121636462474098532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=121636462474098532' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/121636462474098532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/121636462474098532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-not-dead.html' title='I&apos;m Not Dead'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7391429726817002687.post-3372657894980302040</id><published>2008-08-14T19:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T07:48:33.324-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>I miss my father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7391429726817002687-3372657894980302040?l=vixenchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/feeds/3372657894980302040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7391429726817002687&amp;postID=3372657894980302040' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/3372657894980302040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7391429726817002687/posts/default/3372657894980302040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixenchick.blogspot.com/2008/08/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>(vixenchick)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162903956418535421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_654VA8AbHYI/SqJiXX9KvxI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6WS1ySClS_k/S220/ballet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry></feed>
