<?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-8570611619596996850</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:36:11.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>honeybees</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>honeybees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00208886112262030281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/1332146049_l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8570611619596996850.post-2783765877884928426</id><published>2007-11-29T15:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T15:49:09.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday[s]</title><content type='html'>- thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;BAM&lt;br /&gt;- my 19th birthday&lt;br /&gt;BAM, BAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that fast? now it's time for christmas!&lt;br /&gt;4 weeks of shopping, and not a single idea. for somebody with a small family i sure have one hell of a "to buy for" list. i keep wondering if it's creepy or appropriate to buy your professors something? i think borderline creepy-teachers pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to be happy about :&lt;br /&gt;- honor roll&lt;br /&gt;- semester ends (for me) wednesday december 12th @ exactly 6 p.m&lt;br /&gt;- thursday december 13th i can officially RELAX.&lt;br /&gt;- my mom finally agreed to buy me a new bed. hello queeny, goodbye twiny twin twin&lt;br /&gt;- my new ipod from the apple store is up and running&lt;br /&gt;- falling back in love with the appleseed cast (peregrine DIG)&lt;br /&gt;- big king of prussia extravaganza this sunday&lt;br /&gt;- cupcakes, cookies and i'm sure more sweets from melissa brought to me everyday at work (i love this season)&lt;br /&gt;- new boots&lt;br /&gt;- i'm still in awe of my birthday goodies/gifts&lt;br /&gt;- i'm going to get off this stupid thing and buy myself some cheese and broccoli soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to not be happy about :&lt;br /&gt;- nothing. i finally fixed the squeaky doors of my monte carlo with some WD40.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570611619596996850-2783765877884928426?l=check-honeybeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/feeds/2783765877884928426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570611619596996850&amp;postID=2783765877884928426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/2783765877884928426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/2783765877884928426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/2007/11/holidays.html' title='holiday[s]'/><author><name>honeybees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00208886112262030281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/1332146049_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8570611619596996850.post-1299110177712114296</id><published>2007-10-28T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T16:53:19.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We'd found the secret glue that held all things together. In a perfect place, where the noise did not intrude, our world was so very complete.</title><content type='html'>i came across this movie on the sundance channel, and upon having a nasty cold that appeared last night and raged into today (of course, sunday my day off) i decided to just cuddle up with blankets and my channel changer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZrudC0STJ0U&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZrudC0STJ0U&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heath Ledger stars as Dan, a charming but reckless young poet who falls in love with Candy (Abbie Cornish), a beautiful young student who is attracted to his bohemian lifestyle. In order to get closer to Dan, Candy joins him in his drug addiction. Their passionate relationship then alternates between bursts of ecstatic oblivion and bouts of despair and self-destruction. Hooked as much on heroin as one another, their story becomes an intense love triangle -- a boy, a girl and a drug."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;such a beautiful beautiful movie. without a doubt the best "love story" as unconventional as a drug addiction to the story line can be i suppose. abbie cornish is stunning, effortlessly haunting (and okay heath ledger isn't that bad in it either.) right after "candy" was on the movie "somersault" (also starring cornish) came on. somersault is directed by another aussie and i've come to love their accents more than the french and english (sorry hannah i still love you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fU0zHux5kHc&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fU0zHux5kHc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After making a misjudged advance towards her mother's boyfriend, 16-year-old Heidi (Abbie Cornish) flees her home for the small Australian ski town of Jindabyne. Entranced by the startling beauty of the wintry landscapes and falling snow, she begins to create a new life for herself. With little money or practical experience, she accepts a job at a petrol station and finds lodging with Irene (Lynette Curran). When she falls for Joe (Sam Worthington), the son of a wealthy local farmer, her self-destructive tendencies re-surface, and her fragile new world threatens to come tumbling down. An erotic, lyrical depiction of a young girl's sexual awakening, SOMERSAULT is a breakthrough debut for both its director and its star."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of these movies are new favorites, the soundtracks are also very pretty. relaxing, perfect for fall/ (is it really almost winter?) driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the grind - or er the couch. there's "A HAUNTING" marathon on discovery channel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570611619596996850-1299110177712114296?l=check-honeybeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/feeds/1299110177712114296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570611619596996850&amp;postID=1299110177712114296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/1299110177712114296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/1299110177712114296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/2007/10/wed-found-secret-glue-that-held-all.html' title='We&apos;d found the secret glue that held all things together. In a perfect place, where the noise did not intrude, our world was so very complete.'/><author><name>honeybees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00208886112262030281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/1332146049_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8570611619596996850.post-3903980795084798702</id><published>2007-10-24T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T19:29:51.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He’s not very South Street</title><content type='html'>i can't stop reading frank'o hara poetry, eating wheat and blueberry waffles, drinking a unnecessary amount of orange juice, and somehow i've started to watch a good a mount of television? it may have to do with the big beautiful bed located right in front of the big not so beautiful television...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now dr. phil is on and although i do not approve of this i'm too tired from work and a four hour ethics class to even move. it's a wonder my finger muscles are even working.. today there was a good amount of rain/ my windshield is so dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a list of a million things i need to do, starting with "save money for a rainy day" like today, "stop buying fashion magazines, nail polish and you already have too many packs of gum, don't buy any purses either" i'm the prime example of an emotional buyer. also a great example of a person who works and has very little to show for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think a lot of it is the angsty 18 year old material side hanging on, while the mature sophisticated miss moreno keeps saying "you need to be more responsible!" visions of myself floating in a candy-paint convertible with money flying out from behind me, rich as the day i was born! then reality hits, i look into my wallet to pay for my gas and i realize that stack of $20's that was there upon pay day is now stifling down to a stack of $10's, now $5's .. oh god we're in the $1 zone.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;better luck next pay check!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570611619596996850-3903980795084798702?l=check-honeybeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/feeds/3903980795084798702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570611619596996850&amp;postID=3903980795084798702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/3903980795084798702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/3903980795084798702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/2007/10/hes-not-very-south-street.html' title='He’s not very South Street'/><author><name>honeybees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00208886112262030281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/1332146049_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8570611619596996850.post-5637658150001962173</id><published>2007-10-17T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T20:54:17.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/luhvzy/ilny2_pre_16.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there is a god out there, he'll somehow convince new york to pick "midget mac" i like him becuase he has nice hair and a hatt with his own name sticked on the front. PLUS HIS JEANS FIT "RIGHT." fucking brilliant. i'll never get sick of reality television, no way no how. and if flava flav were to do a part 3 to f.o.l~*~ please believe i would be watching. VH1 i support you 110% xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570611619596996850-5637658150001962173?l=check-honeybeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/feeds/5637658150001962173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570611619596996850&amp;postID=5637658150001962173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/5637658150001962173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/5637658150001962173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-there-is-god-out-there-hell-somehow.html' title=''/><author><name>honeybees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00208886112262030281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/1332146049_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/luhvzy/th_ilny2_pre_16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8570611619596996850.post-5075934256976644516</id><published>2007-10-15T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T12:18:24.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I could make a statement based on truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIMITED EDITIONS ARE ++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/luhvzy/pumpkin_pie_bottle.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a STAPLE in my refrigerator, and a newbie to my morning routine. i'm never much for creamer - usually low fat milk, or black coffee (i know i'm pretty square) but when i see anything with "limited edition" and "fall harvest" in one sentence i can't help but check it out. delicious! there are also a few other flavors i'm yet to explore - i think i'll stick to pumpkin pie spice, perhaps venture to the gingerbread creamer come xmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/luhvzy/1535660264_dadc5297ec.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also lets please talk about pumpkin spice cupcakes with cream cheese icing! my nana found these heavenly-goodies being sold at the Bings Bakery in newark,de but i'm sure there are plenty bakeries near &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; that offer these, but i can't promise they'll bring the heat the way Bingzz does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/luhvzy/pBBW1-3879325dt.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"pumpkin pie à la mode. Perfect alone, but better together! for the most tantalizing lip experience ever" i woudln't go that far but this 2-in-1 bath &amp; body lipgloss is delicious and smells spicey - like a nice slice of pumpkin bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/luhvzy/800px-Halloween-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i practically BEGGED my not-so little brother who is 16 (soon to be 17 next week) to go pumpkin picking with me but he abruptly refused. LUCKILY my manly-man of a boyfriend is coming to visit this weekend! so after a saturday morning dedicated to under-the covers and orange juice in bed, we'll go pumpkin picking. he doesn't know about this yet, but we will. and maybe i'll even get some gourds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could just live in a place where it was fall all the time, and don't even get me started on how wonderful the limited edition items around the christmas season are!&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570611619596996850-5075934256976644516?l=check-honeybeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/feeds/5075934256976644516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570611619596996850&amp;postID=5075934256976644516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/5075934256976644516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/5075934256976644516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-could-make-statement-based-on-truth.html' title='I could make a statement based on truth'/><author><name>honeybees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00208886112262030281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/1332146049_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/luhvzy/th_pumpkin_pie_bottle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8570611619596996850.post-996736736662307174</id><published>2007-10-11T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T17:41:35.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no meat here</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/luhvzy/MastaKillaPETAresize.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 days and counting.. don't worry i'm not going to go all "GO PETA" &lt;br /&gt;"GO ANIMAL RIGHTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had a total of three dreams within the past week all of me eating meat. greasy chicken wings, bacon cheeseburgers the size of my entire face. the funny part is i never eat chicken wings, and i would eat a cheeseburger MAYBE once a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom made a bet with her boyfriend how long i'll last, she even tempted me with her famous chicken and dumplings - but alas i am painfully stubborn and i made a decision so i'm going to stick to it. it's just a little tricky having to find new foods, i've been eating a lot of veggies and apples with peanut butter. i'm taking tons of vitamins and i must admit it's a little fun seeing everyday as a bit of a challenge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hell if masta' can do it, so can i. but please i beg of you subconscious mind NO MORE DREAMS ABOUT MEAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570611619596996850-996736736662307174?l=check-honeybeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/feeds/996736736662307174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570611619596996850&amp;postID=996736736662307174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/996736736662307174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/996736736662307174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-meat-here.html' title='no meat here'/><author><name>honeybees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00208886112262030281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/1332146049_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/luhvzy/th_MastaKillaPETAresize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8570611619596996850.post-1716697649593903049</id><published>2007-10-09T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T16:52:32.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>work ethnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/peach%20plum%20pear/numeeejj-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;founded the summer before i started 5th grade. the summer we moved from living on main street to the farm house on beaston. the summer my brothers FINALLY let me play street hockey. the summer my youngest brother tripped me with his hockey stick causing me to fall into a parked car... the summer i started working for my mom, thinking she was the coolest person in the world for owning her &lt;i&gt;very own&lt;/i&gt; dog grooming shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was almost 10 years ago. going through endless not so successful dead end retail jobs i've fallen back into working at the same place i used to terrorize when i was a little girl. having a family business is really irritating sometimes, i can never call in sick days, my mom and i constantly disagree - but at the end of the day it serves its purpose. making me good money and keeping me occupied until i finish school. i'll graduate college this year with my associates in human services. so yes, i want to work with humans not animals. but one thing my mom and i have in common is our love for animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway before i go all sappy on you guys, i'll start with the major point of this update. i decided to cease the opportunity of owning a brand new camera to take a mini-tour around the place that started off as a little idea and ended up being the reason why my brothers and i ever had christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LOBBY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/peach%20plum%20pear/numeee.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or as we like to pretend the "sitting area" for clients. although nobody ever sits in that room - the shop used to be an old green house so it's very hot in the front room. you can see my little red car parked out front and to the left are some pictures i've been meaning to hang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SHOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/peach%20plum%20pear/numkeh.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or "grooming area" it's an odd little building but it works. it's full of mirrors and counters, there are two grooming tables, tons of cages (empty because it was 7 in the morning) and a huge bath tub where i wash all the pupps n purrs that come in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/peach%20plum%20pear/nume.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitty kitty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/peach%20plum%20pear/numee.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pitbull mix puppy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/peach%20plum%20pear/100_0113.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found this wedged between the door this morning when i opened up the shop, a woman wanting to reschedule her dogs appointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/peach%20plum%20pear/numey.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/peach%20plum%20pear/numej.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the calender and the book, both are full until the end of october, my handwriting is something horrible, i'm constantly on the phone having to scribble down appointments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/peach%20plum%20pear/numag.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunchtime reading material!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/peach%20plum%20pear/num.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. hydrogen peroxide, used for cleaning out dogs ears&lt;br /&gt;2. a product called "quick stop" applied to a dogs nail in case you cut it too short&lt;br /&gt;3. a metal comb, that hurts like hell if you accidentally hit your fingers on it&lt;br /&gt;4. a dirty tooth brush used for cleaning out the hair that clogs up the clippers&lt;br /&gt;5. nail filer for dogs nails&lt;br /&gt;6. electric clippers&lt;br /&gt;7. steel scissors&lt;br /&gt;8. creepy doggy perfume&lt;br /&gt;9. nail clippers&lt;br /&gt;(not numbered - the weird surgical looking device next to the electric clippers is used to sharpen the scissors.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/peach%20plum%20pear/numtt.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a washed out- got rained on - splashed on - very sleepy - exhausted looking me. note : the little dog in the background is mine, i bring him to work because he's a poodle and has separation anxiety (aka i have mothers guilt for leaving him alone at home all day.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's a little idea of my life, not very exciting but it beats ringing up endless items at walgreens, or making snobby socker moms fat free low fat nothing but cucumbers on bread subs at subway. it's nice working with my mom and animals really make me happy simply because i never have to worry about my appearance, dogs like you just the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570611619596996850-1716697649593903049?l=check-honeybeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/feeds/1716697649593903049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8570611619596996850.post-979197299842564819</id><published>2007-10-02T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T17:15:11.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crooklyn</title><content type='html'>i've been away from "home" since last friday and i'm never missing, i miss my dog a bit but that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also! it's now october ~*~*~ so that means the halloween themed tasty cakes are stocked and ready to be consumed by me me me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to go back to finishing crooklyn, a real update in a week or so when i'm out of nepa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570611619596996850-979197299842564819?l=check-honeybeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/1332146049_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8570611619596996850.post-9167744983950519601</id><published>2007-09-27T19:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T19:32:50.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" width="424" height="360" id="dl_flvwidget" align="middle"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://cdn.channel.aol.com/aolexd_widgets/widget.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="settings=56156&amp;pmms=1828983&amp;previewImage=http://www.aolcdn.com/dlembedded/20070129_amy_embed_valerie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://cdn.channel.aol.com/aolexd_widgets/widget.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="424" height="360" name="dl_flvwidget" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" FlashVars="settings=56156&amp;pmms=1828983&amp;previewImage=http://www.aolcdn.com/dlembedded/20070129_amy_embed_valerie.jpg"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say whatever you want about her, but when i first heard her sing this song it gave me goosebumps. i see a lot of amy winehouse in janis joplin - which is a good thing because janis joplin was a goddess &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/18bQ3HSxB2Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/18bQ3HSxB2Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she was also a drug addict and we all know how that one ended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know where i was going with this... just watch amy sing and then watch the final interview janis joplin ever did before she died - tell me you don't see some similarities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird, weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570611619596996850-9167744983950519601?l=check-honeybeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/feeds/9167744983950519601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570611619596996850&amp;postID=9167744983950519601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/9167744983950519601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/9167744983950519601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/2007/09/ps.html' title='ps.'/><author><name>honeybees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00208886112262030281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/1332146049_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8570611619596996850.post-3190404637493687592</id><published>2007-09-27T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T19:18:09.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy post</title><content type='html'>it's 8:43p.m and i'm already so tired, i finished packing (finally) and tomorrow i will wake up early and travel 173miles. alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i got to give one of these babies a bath at work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/luhvzy/sprocket.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a shitzu puppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the unfortunately uninformed about my boring day-to-day life i only do three things. i go to school, i work at a dog grooming shop, and occasionally i make contact with humans for some ice cream or something. anyway, back to the fact that i work at a dog grooming shop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a mango-scented bath, drying his adorable little puppy paws, and a million very appropriate puppy kisses i came to one very serious conclusion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a shitzu puppy for my 19th birthday very very badly.&lt;br /&gt;not badly enough to save up for one, but badly enough to tell everybody who is a close friend/relative and mere acquaintances how badly i want one.&lt;br /&gt;i would name her coco. if it was a him, i would name him coco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh coco, come to momma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570611619596996850-3190404637493687592?l=check-honeybeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/feeds/3190404637493687592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570611619596996850&amp;postID=3190404637493687592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/3190404637493687592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/3190404637493687592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/2007/09/sleepy-post.html' title='sleepy post'/><author><name>honeybees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00208886112262030281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/1332146049_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/luhvzy/th_sprocket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8570611619596996850.post-53690047121052618</id><published>2007-09-26T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T19:09:56.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to the point that I just wanna take ya home</title><content type='html'>&lt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/change/bowwowow.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm going to be totally honest. up front.. put my heart out there. i used to so into lil bow wow. illegally had my big brother download all his songs for me and put them on a single c.d in the 7th grade, learned the girly dance moves to the "take you home" video (which consisted of just shaking your ass in a circle and moving your arms up and down,) and at some point i even made up a special s/n to show my undying devotion to him - it was b0ww0wchik06 .. he never once did im me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all i'm asking is for a couple of answers.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first you drop the "lil" that was a toughie to get used to. &lt;br /&gt;now i turn on BET and hear you're dropping the "bow wow" all together and you're going to announce on your ~online website~ what you want to be call for now on.. uhh i thought you already made the announcement about dropping the lil, what the fuck is going on!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds familiar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/change/PDiddyBIG_468x447.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/change/jlo0727.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain't shit, everybody likes chris brown now anyway. SO LONG BOW WOW, now i'm off to make a new screen name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570611619596996850-53690047121052618?l=check-honeybeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/feeds/53690047121052618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570611619596996850&amp;postID=53690047121052618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/53690047121052618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/53690047121052618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/2007/09/to-point-where-i-just-wanna-take-you.html' title='to the point that I just wanna take ya home'/><author><name>honeybees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00208886112262030281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/1332146049_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/change/th_bowwowow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8570611619596996850.post-5045879983898467858</id><published>2007-09-25T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T19:07:36.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a lesson in how fleeting preservation is</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/hip%20hop%20babes/fall-leaves.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/hip%20hop%20babes/candypics003.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/hip%20hop%20babes/1197090-R1-030-13A.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FALL IS HERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't help but get excited for :&lt;br /&gt;- frightland&lt;br /&gt;- caramel apples&lt;br /&gt;- wearing fall clothes&lt;br /&gt;- midterms&lt;br /&gt;- new job&lt;br /&gt;- hayrides&lt;br /&gt;- my not-so little brother's 17th birthday&lt;br /&gt;- my poppy's birthday&lt;br /&gt;- my own 19th birthday &lt;br /&gt;- thanksgiving in p.a&lt;br /&gt;- etc, etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most importantly i'm excited for frightland! &lt;br /&gt;http://www.frightland.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/hip%20hop%20babes/TFF2007SponsorFrightland02www-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are unfamiliar it's a really cheesy haunted attraction in delaware - or as i like to refer to it ~ creme de la creme of haunted attraction's in delaware.~ this baby is $25 a person and with enough barns of horrors to satisfy even the bravest of souls. seriously, there are so many barns, i think they're up to about six now. not to mention the haunted hayride and "spooky" corn maze. i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another important factor is : this year will be the first in 5 that i don't have to work on the night of halloween. meaning : i'll actually get to hand out little bundles of cavities to cute babies dressed up as the great pumpkin and witches. holla @ me i plan on buying full chocolate bars just so i can be known as "that house."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570611619596996850-5045879983898467858?l=check-honeybeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/feeds/5045879983898467858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570611619596996850&amp;postID=5045879983898467858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/5045879983898467858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/5045879983898467858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/2007/09/lesson-in-how-fleeting-preservation-is.html' title='a lesson in how fleeting preservation is'/><author><name>honeybees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00208886112262030281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/1332146049_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/hip%20hop%20babes/th_fall-leaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8570611619596996850.post-402918972655108548</id><published>2007-07-24T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T19:05:41.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love todd rundgren</title><content type='html'>something about his sound makes me want to wake up early on a sunday morning, raid a flea market in search of a table top record player... blast records while painting furious spurts of watercolor on cardboard. steady searching for the key to happiness. currently its at the bottom of "american dream" ben and jerrys ice cream and inside the song "hello it's me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8570611619596996850-402918972655108548?l=check-honeybeess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/feeds/402918972655108548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8570611619596996850&amp;postID=402918972655108548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/402918972655108548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8570611619596996850/posts/default/402918972655108548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://check-honeybeess.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-love-todd-rundgren.html' title='i love todd rundgren'/><author><name>honeybees</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00208886112262030281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n303/erirulzz/1332146049_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
