<?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-5129139246350283078</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:21:52.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Talk</title><subtitle type='html'>Blogging about any and everything.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-6469339573020892457</id><published>2011-10-27T15:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T15:38:59.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Carr-Jordan's Web site</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I found the Web site for the kids play safe. It is&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://kidsplaysafe.net/"&gt;http://kidsplaysafe.net/&lt;/a&gt;. You can sign petitions there from what I saw after skimming through the Web page. I am on my way back to the site and you should go to. McDonald's, shame on you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-6469339573020892457?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://kidsplaysafe.net/' title='Dr. Carr-Jordan&apos;s Web site'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6469339573020892457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6469339573020892457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2011/10/dr-carr-jordans-web-site.html' title='Dr. Carr-Jordan&apos;s Web site'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-1689065350169379143</id><published>2011-10-27T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T15:01:34.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Surprised</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;So, I came across a Web site and it read that a doctor, who is a mom, went into a McDonald's with her children and found a lot of bacteria in the playland area. She had all of this on her cell phone video. From what I read, it says that she found things from bloody band-aids to body fluids. Yuk! Now McDonald's wants to ban her. I think this is another business who seems like they can't take a nasty review. I been through this, except I was not banned. If you all read that review from other posts that I wrote on here then you know what I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that if McDonald's is banning the mother customer, than they are trying to hide something. People like that I do not trust and would not eat from anyone like that. Getting mad because someone said something about their cleanliness. Imagine what the kitchen looks like. It's a good thing no one can get back in the back with a camera phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be one of those people to gladly go inside a Mcdonald's and take pictures. I wish I had a camera the last time I was in one awhile back. An employee came out of the bathroom after stinky it up, so I knew she just got through taking a shit, and do you know this nasty heifer just walked out of the bathroom without washing her hands? This was a McDonald's in Chicago on the south side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son absolutely loves McDonald's and when I told him he could not eat it anymore and he was highly upset. If Dr. Carr-Jordan ever reads my blog, I just want to say thank you for letting the world know what is up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I heard that there is a Web site for Dr. Carr-Jordan about this issue and when I come across it, I will gladly put it here. If you all come across it, please leave it in the comments and I will make a section on my blog just for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-1689065350169379143?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://abcnews.go.com/blogs/headlines/2011/10/bacteria-fighting-mom-banned-from-mcdonalds/' title='Not Surprised'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/1689065350169379143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/1689065350169379143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-surprised.html' title='Not Surprised'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-7114382294150296789</id><published>2011-10-12T23:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T23:14:20.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leoan's Warehouse Caught on Fire?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Wow! So I know that it is not nice to laugh at someone when they are down but, that is what Leona's get. Don't get me wrong. I am very, very, very happy that no one was hurt, but after what I been through with the harassment over a true review about their service, I say Miss Karma got their ass big time. I got the news on our local ABC news Web site. I was glad to read that everyone was okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-7114382294150296789?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://abclocal.go.com/wls/story?section=news/local&amp;id=8388610' title='Leoan&apos;s Warehouse Caught on Fire?!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7114382294150296789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7114382294150296789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2011/10/leoans-warehouse-caught-on-fire.html' title='Leoan&apos;s Warehouse Caught on Fire?!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-1919093181854015905</id><published>2011-03-30T07:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T07:27:13.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I think this will help businesses who can't take a review, like Leona's for example</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;1. Respond to Every Review&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like emails and voice mails, online reviews are easy to ignore. Especially the icky ones. But don't. Instead, think of your online reviews as conversation starters. Someone has reached out to you. And when a person speaks to you, it's bad form to ignore them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the polite thing to do is to respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your response might be just to thank them. Or you might ask them further questions about their experience. Or maybe you share some details about the product or service they mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By engaging them you are affirming their choice to do business with you and developing a better relationship with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;2. Always Thank People for Their Reviews&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a customer takes time to give you a review, they are going out of their way. So thank them for their time and effort (even if the review is negative). Remember, their review can be valuable information for you to improve your business. And it might help you attract more customers. Isn't this worthy of thanks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;3. Wait Before You Respond to a Negative Review&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You open your web browser. You check on the latest reviews of your business. What you see enrages you. Someone has done more than just taken you to task. They have flamed you (or so it feels).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the urge is to fire back, let them have it. But don't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step back from your computer or move on to something else. Do anything but do NOT respond right away. Let the message of the review simmer in your brain. When you come back later you'll have a much more reasoned response. And it will serve you better in the long run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;4. Néver Post (or have someone post) a Fake Review&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the Internet appears to provide us such anonymity, some folks believe they can manufacture reviews to make their businesses look better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't do it. You'll get caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake reviews take your eye off the ball. Your goal should be to give your customers such a great experience that they generously give you wonderful reviews that encourage others to do business with you. That should take all your time and effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake reviews are simply a distraction that will not help your business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;5. Leverage the Power of an Apology&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone has a bad experience at your business (no matter what the cause) the fastest road to a resolution is an apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your apology does two things. It shows them you care. And it tells them you're willing to take responsibility for a solution. And, because most employees and businesses don't apologize (or don't do it well) then your apology will stand out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;6. Néver Threaten a Reviewer Online&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how angry you are at a review, don't strike back by posting threatening or even hostile comments. Remember, the whole world can see what you post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel an online review is so awful it warrants legal action then take your concerns to the website where the review is posted. They have guidelines and terms of service that the reviewer might be violating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, try to contact the reviewer privately through the website's private messaging service if they have one. Or simply ask (in your online response) that they contact you privately so you might discuss a resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;7. Be Consistent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your business should have a policy and procedures for handling complaints. If not, think about how you might respond to negative reviews in various situations. Do you provide a refund? Do you invite them back for a do over? Based on the type of complaint, what do you feel would be reasonable and effective in getting customers to come back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you decide, be consistent about it. Because many of your responses will be online, other people will see them. Inconsistency might cause other customers to feel slighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;8. Use Online Reviews to Improve Your Business&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about reviews is they are feedback direct from the people who matter most: your customers. And as customers they know best what it's like doing business with you. So take their feedback seriously and use it to improve how you do and what you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;9. Keep Your Attitude and Message Positive at All Times&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you respond to an online review, your purpose is to improve your customer's experience. If their review is positive, your response affirms that. It shows them they made the right choice doing business with you. If their review was negative, your response might help mitigate the damage to your reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way you help improve their experience of being your customer. And you do that by always focusing on the positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;10. Tell Them What to Expect&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate way to get a steady flow of online reviews from your customers is to give them an experience they want to talk about. The best way to do this is by going beyond what they want and expect from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you tell your customers what to expect (and this message is based on what they want and what you do well) then they have a ruler to measure you with. You've made it easy for them to define their customer experience. And you've made it easy for them to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because your message is based on what they want, it's important and relevant to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's based on what you do well, it's something you can deliver on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This positions you to deliver an experience worth sharing. And with online review websites your customers now have an easy and convenient way to share their experience with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that will drive even more customers to your business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I got this from another website called Site Pro News. I just thought it would help businesses that can not take a review from their customers making them into crazy maniacs. I hoped I helped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-1919093181854015905?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/1919093181854015905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/1919093181854015905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-think-this-will-help-businesses-who.html' title='I think this will help businesses who can&apos;t take a review, like Leona&apos;s for example'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-2304929993048130327</id><published>2011-03-23T13:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T13:19:08.109-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Contact Gwen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;The Better Business contacted me and told me that Leona's did not return any of their calls. Hmmmm.... is it because one of their own was stalking and harassing a customer? &amp;nbsp;Is it because I got the police involved with his stupid ass. The answer dare I say it is... YES!!! BBB.org asked me if I wanted to keep the claim open or something like that, and I said no because the police are involved and after I got the police, I have not heard from &amp;nbsp;them either. &amp;nbsp;And it better stay that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking about going on ahead and placing another order with Leona's Stony restaurant and getting my fifty percent off. After going &amp;nbsp;through with what happened during the order and then the harassment, I should get a free order or two. I am just happy that there was a manager there that was professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the harassing is over, I have friends and family giving me feedback. Some say that I should go ahead and get an attorney and go to the news media and others are saying to leave it alone since Leona's is one of my favorite places to eat. I am not the type of person to forgive and forget that easily. And after I changed the review to a nice one, you still come at me? No I don't think so. So I say it is not done because now I have to worry if the man will come to the address and act stupid again like he did via computer. So I am going to continue on with what I said I was going to do. If you think that I should not, please put your opinion here. I would love to read it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-2304929993048130327?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2304929993048130327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2304929993048130327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2011/03/contact-gwen.html' title='Contact Gwen'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-3534279091464481999</id><published>2011-03-02T20:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T20:42:43.761-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Commenting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;My comment to the emails that I have received from one of the owners of the Leona's restaurant. The owner should learn how to to take good reviews and the bad ones. If someone gives a bad review, fix what the customer is complaining about. Don't constantly harass them through emails because it makes the owner look stupid, immature, and may make people not order from them anymore because they are afraid to be harass through email and home. If the owner can not take a bad review, then they should not be an owner of a business. I also want to say that I have the right to get pissy mad, sad and upset about service is it is messed up. I paid my money for it and if it is not done right, you WILL get hell from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am almost hoping that Leona's screw up again. So I can tell everyone, again, on yelp, the Leona's website or whatever, what I think of their screwed up service. And if the harassment starts up again, I will bring the police into it again. I am still waiting on the attorney for feedback. As for the media, I am still sending the emails to all that accepts them. Maybe next time Leona, you will do much better and maybe handle a review or complaint like a real business owner should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-3534279091464481999?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/3534279091464481999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/3534279091464481999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2011/03/commenting.html' title='Commenting'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-4716719958670261717</id><published>2011-02-22T13:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:32:39.962-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant Rave Talk 3/21/2011 - Ms Bloggette | Internet Radio | Blog Talk Radio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogtalkradio.com/ms_bloggette/2011/03/21/rant-rave-talk?sms_ss=blogger&amp;amp;at_xt=4d640f29f685b806%2C0"&gt;Rant Rave Talk 3/21/2011 - Ms Bloggette | Internet Radio | Blog Talk Radio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-4716719958670261717?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.blogtalkradio.com/ms_bloggette/2011/03/21/rant-rave-talk?sms_ss=blogger&amp;at_xt=4d640f29f685b806%2C0' title='Rant Rave Talk 3/21/2011 - Ms Bloggette | Internet Radio | Blog Talk Radio'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4716719958670261717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4716719958670261717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2011/02/rant-rave-talk-3212011-ms-bloggette.html' title='Rant Rave Talk 3/21/2011 - Ms Bloggette | Internet Radio | Blog Talk Radio'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-3965310718773864091</id><published>2011-02-13T21:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T21:08:48.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's More emails Between Myself and Leon Toia, The Owner of Leona's Restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Re: Contact Us From -&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;"leontoia &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Hello Gwendolyn,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;In 61 years in business we've never stolen a customer's money, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;nor refused a refund.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;You can make a full-time career blogging ... and calling news stations with "&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;The lost Lasagna story" if it makes you feel better.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;It makes no difference to our response policy or our future. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;People generally recognize vindictive, unkind behavior.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;And, your overwhelming anger may have interfered with understanding my last message? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;We're still very sorry about your not receiving your dinner ... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;not because of your completely unnecessary threats but because we pride&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;ourselves on what we do! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Juan Carlos will contact you later this afternoon with a refund for whatever &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;the amount was that you we charged.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Apologies, again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Leon.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;--- On Sat, 2/5/11, Gwendolyn Howard wrote:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From: Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Subject: Re: Contact Us From - gwendolyn_howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To: leontoia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Date: Saturday, February 5, 2011, 4:59 AM&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;I will be putting my experience and everything else on my blog. If I do not get my money back, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;I will write to every news station that gives a damn. You are the first company that I &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;complained to that thinks there is nothing wrong with stealing customer's money. Sickening!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Thank you,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Re: Contact Us From - gwendolyn&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;"leontoia &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Dear Gwen,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;I'm confused? Is this display of understanding ... before or after the Yelp? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Which of course, we'll respond to ... much like we've honestly and sincerely responded to you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;L.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;--- On Sat, 2/5/11, Gwendolyn Howard&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;wrote:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From: Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Subject: Re: Contact Us From - gwendolyn&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To: leontoia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Date: Saturday, February 5, 2011, 11:18 AM&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;I guess there is a first time for everything because my money was taken from my card. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;I will be waiting on him to contact.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Thank you,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Re: Contact Us From - gwendolyn&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;"leontoia &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwen,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;I suspect your relatively young ... I respectfully suggest you preserve your &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;"jing" (ie. lifeforce) for the occasions where it will return greater benefits&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;(ie. longevity, love, health, etc.) and try and process the daily stressors with less anger&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;(which happens to be none of my business).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;In conclusion, we responded within 24 hours with a refund, and a bonus ... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;for all the negative juju you put on us?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;We made a mistake not informing you &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;(although it's printed all over the menu) that we ran out of lasagna. And you, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;intentionally embraced every opportunity you could think of ... and implied &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;we're incompetent thieves?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;It's certainly OK with me (haven't said this to to many customers over the years) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;if you take your business and temper elsewhere! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Leon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Leon. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;--- On Sat, 2/5/11, Gwendolyn Howard wrote:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From: Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Subject: Re: Contact Us From - gwendolyn&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To: leontoia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Date: Saturday, February 5, 2011, 1:47 PM&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;I was angry the night of me making the order. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;All of the reviews and complaints that you see were from that night not today. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Everything was from that night. I was hungry and upset that they did that. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;I am still upset that it happened but I have calmed down some. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;The only thing is that my bank is still showing 30.20 taken by Leona's and we didn't get our food. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;But every complaint from the bbb and the reviews were from last night after the guy told&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;me that there was no more lasagna but my card was charged because the order taker didn't know.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Thank you,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Re: Contact Us From - gwendolyn&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;"leontoia &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwen,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Suggesting I accept the "stealing descriptor" as closure isn't going to happen. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;We haven't stolen penny-one ... and I'm confident the majority of customers/&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;people you blog who know us ... are relatively confident that we're honest&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;hard-working people.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;And, it's yourself who's been harassing and still-threatening?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;The point-of-difference between Leonas and the average franchise is that&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;we'll always respond with considerate intelligence ... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;not just mindless patronization.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;I guess I should apologize to you for that, also?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Your right about not being a psychiatrist, I'm a human being with integrity, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;feelings, family, friends, employees and responsibilities.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Retire because I'm unreceptive to overly-aggressive, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;mean-spirited people who threaten to lie-on-line about being stolen from&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;in order to intimidate a resolution before there could even be a response?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Who will be left to defend Leonas integrity? lol!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Be well,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Leon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;--- On Sat, 2/5/11, Gwendolyn Howard&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;wrote:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From: Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Subject: Re: Contact Us From - gwendolyn&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To: leontoia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Date: Saturday, February 5, 2011, 10:22 PM&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Look I tried to be nice. You are a restaurant owner not a psychiatrist. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;You need to know what is right from wrong when it comes to stealing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and I did not see anything on the menu saying no more lasagna because if it did,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;your order taker would have probably told me when I first called. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;You need someone else too run the business besides you. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Carlos was very professional and you are not and I am old enough to know that. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;I will be blogging about my experience and let my readers know about how&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Carlos treated me about the situation and how you treated me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;And I also gave a good review about Leona's but I am seriously thing about &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;adding your attitude. I am a customer who spent my money I have the right to be angry &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;if something goes wrong. You are suppose to use your&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;customer service skills if I am mad or not.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Someone should take your job because since you want to talk about age, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;you sound like a grumpy old man and need to retire. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Please do not contact me again everything has worked out talking to Carlos. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;If you do, I feel that it is harassment and you should not harass me in your profession.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Thank you,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Re: FW: I Got Your Message&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;"leontoia &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Ms. Gwen,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Your a terrorist! lol!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;I haven't harassed you in the least ... and suggesting that I'm&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;"making it worse for myself" is what I would certainly call getting threatened?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;I've responded with the kind of respectful communication that has &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;afforded me 38 years of self-employment. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;If you choose to take legal issue with that ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;it's your decision. As for Fox News, I believe CNN might be more receptive. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;The conclusion is that we never stole-a-penny &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;from you and the fact that you are now appreciative &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;of my company's handling of the situation would suggest that &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;there is no credible reason for you to continue to reference any theft ... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;as you did in your last e to me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;When you continue to write to myself ... and Leonas, you are in &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;fact the person who is interfering with our operations and livelihood?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;If your satisfied with the explanation and results of our unfortunate mistake &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;that we profusely apologized and compensated for&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;... whats left to say except; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Your sorry for calling Leonas (ie. my family) thieves?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;I suspect the answer to that question is that because we're an established &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;business and your the consumer ... no apology is in order. And, I wouldn't &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;argue with that, since the customers always right! But, wouldn't it be dignified ... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;if not refreshing, if the consumer realized that there are actual people on the other &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;end of their tyrants? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Leon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;--- On Sun, 2/6/11, Sam Toia&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;wrote:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From: Sam Toia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Subject: FW: I Got Your Message&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To: "Leon Toia"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Date: Sunday, February 6, 2011, 2:53 PM&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;????&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From: Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Sent: Sunday, February 06, 2011 2:38 PM&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To: Sam Toia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Subject: I Got Your Message&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Just wanted to let you know that I got your message and thank you very much. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;I am thinking about getting an attorney because of the harassment and cyber &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;bullying from Leon. He is upset because I reported the incident that happened&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;to me. Now I told him that Carlos has already took care of everything and he is &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;still harassing me and I will be sending all of the emails to fox news and I &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;will get an attorney. Thank you and Carlos for being professional and for&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;that I changed the review on yelp.com. But I added Leon's behavior to it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Please tell him to stop contacting me because he is only making it worse for himself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Thank you,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Re: Contact Us From - gwendolyn&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;"leontoia &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwen,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;It's time you considered the definition of harassment? lol! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;I'm not sick, but I'm tiring.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;I'm not lonely, in fact, I wish I could find some privacy!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;And, there are days I actually long for stupidity! lol!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;My correspondence has been nothing less than a gift to a young person&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;who hasn't considered her own power ... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;to insult, offend and deplete an honest (not thieves) conscientious restaurant &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;company's dedication to her satisfaction.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Maybe it's you who should think twice before threatening legal recourse? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;At the very least, I would cut-back on the personal insults ... while crying wolf?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Leon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;--- On Sun, 2/6/11, Gwendolyn Howard wrote:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From: Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Subject: Re: Contact Us From - gwendolyn&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To: leontoia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Date: Sunday, February 6, 2011, 2:23 PM&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;I don't know what you said because I didn't bother to read it.You are not worth it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;I will report you for harassment because I already told you that Carlos took care&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;of it and yet you are still sending emails. I saved all emails and I am going to send&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;them to fox news. You seem lonely and stupid harassing customers. That is a shame.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;But I will report Leona's for harassment and cyber bullying through the email.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I may even get an attorney. Do not contact me again. You are sick, lonely, and stupid &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;and I don't associate with people like you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Thank you,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Re: FW: I Got Your Message&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;"leontoia &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Hello again Gwen,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Am I e-mailing you? Or, are you e-mailing me. Seems since you sent the first email,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I'm merely responding to your continued communication? lol!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;We established early on, I'm no psychiatrist ... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;but I'm confident if you took the time to read them you would appreciate a unique &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;(albiet aged) perspective?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;L.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;--- On Mon, 2/7/11, Gwendolyn Howard&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;wrote:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From: Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Subject: Re: FW: I Got Your Message&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To: leontoia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Date: Monday, February 7, 2011, 1:21 PM&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Like I said. I do not read emails from you anymore but since you keep ending them,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I will get an attorney and I will send the emails to Fox News. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Continue to be stupid and using your energy to harass me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;That will just be more emails to send out. lol&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Thank you,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Looking forward to the press and attorneys reading them!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;"leontoia &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Funny, after all the fuss your no longer interested in debating the definition&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;of harassment, threats and most importantly theft.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;The conclusion being, you were not overcharged ... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;and it requires 24 hours to remove a charge ... and if you read as much &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;as you write you would have seen that we make it very clear on the &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;menu that we very often run out of lasagnas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;So, I guess your not going to apologize? lol! I didn't think so.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Just continue to threaten to sue and lie to any press that has an &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;interest in ... the missing lasagna? lol!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Seems my only consolation is that you'll probably live your entire&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;life as an over-reactive, name calling, angry ... not young forever, person?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Good luck with that.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;L.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;--- On Mon, 2/7/11, Gwendolyn Howard wrote:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From: Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Subject: Re: FW: I Got Your Message&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To: leontoia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Date: Monday, February 7, 2011, 1:33 PM&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Still not reading your messages. lol&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Thank you,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Great! You can read them when your grown-up!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;"leontoia &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;--- On Mon, 2/7/11, Gwendolyn Howard&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;wrote:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From: Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Subject: Re: Looking forward to the press and attorneys reading them!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To: leontoia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Date: Monday, February 7, 2011, 1:50 PM&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;still not reading them lol keep them coming though so they can be added to my collection.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Thank you,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Re: Good! Intellectual retreat is the next best thing to an apology! lol!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;"leontoia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Add to Contacts&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To: Gwendolyn Howard&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;--- On Mon, 2/7/11, Gwendolyn Howard&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;wrote:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;From: Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Subject: Re: Great! You can read them when your grown-up!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;To: leontoia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Date: Monday, February 7, 2011, 4:18 PM&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;still not reading them&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Thank you,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;"&gt;Well, that is it. I am going to comment on what was said on my next post.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&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/5129139246350283078-3965310718773864091?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/3965310718773864091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/3965310718773864091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2011/02/heres-more-emails-between-myself-and_13.html' title='Here&apos;s More emails Between Myself and Leon Toia, The Owner of Leona&apos;s Restaurant'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-7180457680891628571</id><published>2011-02-08T23:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T21:55:33.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;On Feb. 4, 2011 at 9 37pm I ordered a lasagna and a six pack of beer from Leona's restaurant on 91st and Stony Island in Chicago, IL. I called and placed the order and the lady said that it will be twenty minutes. So I am like okay. 20 minutes past and I decided to call because I felt that I forgotten to give the address to her and this guy says "oh there is no more lasagna but your card was still charged."So I am like okay after I &amp;nbsp;asked about my card. I was not rude to them or anything. But I left a nice little review on Grubhub.com, yelp.com leonas.com and their facebook page right along with mine. So this guy named Leon sent me emails that were really rude and I am going to put them on here later. And he says he and his family owns Leona's and they are not theives. I said when there was no lasagna, you should &amp;nbsp;have told the order taker so she would know because when I talked to her, she said that it was only one kind of lasagna left. So I said I will take it. No one called to tell that there was no food. I would have been sitting there waiting and he said my card was charged wondering where the hell is my food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Leon started with the emails and his brother read them and apologized to me and said that he would have the manager Carlos to get in touch with me. I Talked with the manager and he was upset and he understood why I was upset and offered me 50% off my next order. And he said he as going to have a talk with the employees. he also said that my card was voided and to give it a couple of days and the money will be back on the card. So all was taken care of. I even rewrote my review on yelp.com because Carlos and Sam was so professional about it. I thought the whole thing was over until Leon contacted me again with these mean emails. He has been harassing me since Feb 4 2011 11 42 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I got tired of the emails and decided to call non-emergency to file a police report and the officer to let corporate know what I had done so I did. I also told Leona's that next I will be getting an attorney and may even send the emails to the news media. Guess what? I have not gotten an email yet. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the emails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="tabMessageViewerBody_headeri46_471297151030573"&gt;&lt;div class="messageHeaderDiv colorWhite fontT2 fontMedGray" id="0_messageHeaderDiv" style="background-color: white; color: #777777; cursor: text; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; left: 0px; line-height: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px; position: relative; top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="posRel" style="position: relative;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 889px;"&gt;&lt;div class="ellip headerSubjectLine fontH1 fontDarkGray fontBold" id="0_messageHeaderSubject" style="color: #222222; display: inline-block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-right: 2px; margin-top: 0px; position: relative; width: 613px;"&gt;&lt;div class="cgSelectable ellip_text" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis; width: 613px;"&gt;&lt;nobr class="cgSelectable msgSubjText" id="0_messageHeaderSubject_text" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; position: relative; width: 670px;"&gt;&lt;span class="cgSelectable" cmd="msgaction_ext:subjectSearch" style="cursor: pointer;" title="View all emails with this subject" widget=""&gt;Re: Contact Us From - gwendolyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="posRel" style="position: relative;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" class="fontT2 fontMedGray" style="color: #777777; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr class="msgHeaderContainer"&gt;&lt;td id="0_messageHeaderLabelCell" style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;nobr class="headerRecipientLabel" id="0_messageHeaderToLabel" style="float: right; margin-left: 15px; padding-right: 5px;"&gt;From:&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;div class="ellip headerSender" id="0_messageHeaderSender" style="cursor: pointer; display: inline-block; float: left; margin-right: 2px; position: relative; width: 285px;"&gt;&lt;div class="cgSelectable ellip_text" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis; width: 285px;"&gt;&lt;nobr class="cgSelectable" id="0_messageHeaderSender_text"&gt;&lt;span class="cgSelectable" cmd="msgaction_ext:senderSearch" style="vertical-align: top;" title="View all emails from this sender " widget=""&gt;&lt;span class="fontDarkGray" style="color: #222222;"&gt;"leontoia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a class="textLink msgHeaderLink fontT3 fontLink" cmd="msgaction_ext:addContact" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=5129139246350283078&amp;amp;postID=7180457680891628571" id="0_messageHeaderABText" style="color: #0081c2; cursor: pointer; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 20px;" title="Add Sender to Contacts" widget=""&gt;Add to Contacts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="msgHeaderContainer" id="0_messageHeaderToContainer"&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;nobr class="headerRecipientLabel" id="0_messageHeaderToLabel" style="float: right; margin-left: 15px; padding-right: 5px;"&gt;To:&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;span class="cgSelectable"&gt;&lt;span class="fontDarkGray" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;gwendolyn_howard@ymail.com&gt;&lt;/gwendolyn_howard@ymail.com&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr class="messageHeaderDivider colorK2" noshade="" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-top-color: rgb(216, 216, 216) !important; border-top-style: dotted !important; border-top-width: 2px !important; clear: both; color: transparent; height: 1px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="cg_msg_content" style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span id="lw_beacon_1297151031857"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font: inherit;" valign="top"&gt;Hello Gwendolyn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 61 years in business we've never stolen a customer's money, nor refused a refund.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can make a full-time career blogging ... and calling news stations with "The lost Lasagna story" if it makes you feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It makes no difference to our response policy or our future. People generally recognize vindictive, unkind behavior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, your overwhelming anger may have interfered with understanding my last message? We're&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;very sorry about your not receiving your dinner ... not because of your completely unnecessary threats but because we pride ourselves on what we do!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Juan Carlos will contact you later this afternoon with a refund for whatever the amount was that you we charged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apologies, again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leon. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- On&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Sat, 2/5/11, Gwendolyn Howard&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;gwendolyn_howard@ymail.com&gt;&lt;/gwendolyn_howard@ymail.com&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(16, 16, 255); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 2px; margin-left: 5px; padding-left: 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Gwendolyn Howard &lt;gwendolyn_howard@ymail.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Re: Contact Us From - gwendolyn&lt;br /&gt;To:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1297151043_0"&gt;leontoia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: Saturday, February 5, 2011, 4:59 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/gwendolyn_howard@ymail.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="yiv1069335425"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I will be putting my experience and everything else on my blog. If I do not get my money back, I will write to every news station that gives a damn. You are the first company that I complained to that thinks there is nothing wrong with stealing customer's money. Sickening!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Thank you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Gwendolyn Howard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1069335425Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1069335425Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1069335425Apple-style-span" style="color: #3b5998; font-family: tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img id="yiv1069335425myphoto" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v260/54/112/639750888/n639750888_690627_9907.jpg" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; cursor: pointer; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr size="1" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;"leontoia@&lt;leontoia@sbcglobal.net&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;gwendolyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sent:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fri, February 4, 2011 11:42:44 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subject:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Re: Contact Us From - gwendolyn&lt;/leontoia@sbcglobal.net&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font: inherit;" valign="top"&gt;Gwendolyn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm not certain the problem is deserved of a negative facebook campaign ... but it's definitely a venue for the mean-spirited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I've owned and operated Leonas for the last 38 years, and was raised above the original store for 20 years before that. No restaurant-family in&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1297151043_1"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;makes a greater effort and commitment to the customer and their communities than Leonas. Period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;We care ... never to be confused with perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;It was a communication error. Technological threats aside ... I sincerely apologize, there's no fulfillment nor future in dissatisfying patrons!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm sure Juan will fix the charge, if he hasn't already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;With mutual exasperation,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Leon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- On&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Fri, 2/4/11, gwendolyn&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(16, 16, 255); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 2px; margin-left: 5px; padding-left: 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Contact Us From - gwendolyn&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;br /&gt;Date: Friday, February 4, 2011, 10:29 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="yiv1069335425yiv1241131597" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Contact Us From : gwendolyn !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="color: #4a59a5; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Location&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1297151043_3"&gt;stonyisland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="color: #4a59a5; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;: Gwendolyn Howard&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="color: #4a59a5; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phone&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="color: #4a59a5; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Address&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="color: #4a59a5; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;City&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;: Chicago&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="color: #4a59a5; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;State&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;: Illinois&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="color: #4a59a5; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zipcode&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;: 60617&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="color: #4a59a5; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: #4a59a5; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Message&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: #4a59a5; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;I ordered from leona On 91st and Stony Island. I place a lasagna order and a 6 pack of beer at 9:37pm On Friday Feb 4 2011. The lady said that it would be 20 minutes. So I called back at 10pm because I was not sure if I gave my address or not and he said that the order was not placed but my card was charged. So now I don't have nothing to eat and they have charged my card. They should have better communication. If there is no more lasagna, tell the order taker. I will be contacting the general manager Juan Carlos or who ever about this and post how I feel and what happened on my facebook page.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-7180457680891628571?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7180457680891628571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7180457680891628571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2011/02/wow.html' title='Wow!!!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-8164995447908471769</id><published>2011-01-31T00:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T00:58:54.794-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma is my friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;So I am still waiting to move into my apt. While I wait, I have to put up with the bullshit here at my mom's house. I hope that Timika and Nicole plan to take care of my mom when she gets old and can not care for herself because I'm not. I'm putting her ass in a home.I am sick of looking out for people and the same people I look out for turns around and treats me like crap. But it looks like Karma will be visiting my mom sooner than I thought because she has a tear in her arm and she may have to get surgery or maybe even be on disability like me and then she can see how I am struggling with places to stay while she always trying to put me and my son in the street because I won't take her shit or kiss her ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, my mom wants to put the dog in the basement. Now she bitches about people waking her up out of her sleep and always coming to me when my step dad has the scanner and tv up when she has to go to work but always let him do what he wants because she does not say anything to him but wants to put me and my son out in the street because I won't deal with the dog barking in my ear. I let the dog out the basement but it was not intentional, and I went to get my stereo because I rather listen to music all day and night than barking, and she gets pissed. So we are swearing at each other and we almost got into a physical fight because she said that she was going to put my kitten out in the cold. I was waiting to because I would have let that 4000.00 dollar dog go and her favorite guard dog right behind my kitten cause if she goes they go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everything calms down and we are not speaking to each other. My son is looking like what is going on. When I move, I have already made up my mind to not be so close to my family. Instead of being revengeful and using my energy on being angry, I am going to sit back and watch Karma work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-8164995447908471769?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8164995447908471769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8164995447908471769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2011/01/karma-is-my-friend.html' title='Karma is my friend'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-2518880770799599901</id><published>2011-01-20T15:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T15:55:52.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>IT HAS BEEN AWHILE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I have been trying to get rid of clots and constantly having my INR done, which is a pain in the ass. I got the apt, yay! So I have been living my life drama free like I said I would and I love it. Now to concentrate on more important things, like me and Lamar. So now that I know that I got the apt, I can stop stressing and feel better so I can be well to return to my classes. I am going to go and get under the blankets, I think this Warfarin is what's making me cold right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-2518880770799599901?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2518880770799599901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2518880770799599901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-has-been-awhile.html' title='IT HAS BEEN AWHILE'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-7957397510353257826</id><published>2010-12-24T16:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T16:51:26.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>My son is constantly reminding everyone that Christmas is tomorrow. He can't wait to open his gifts. I don't really celebrate it anymore, but my son asked me to get him a gift. It won't be until after Christmas though. Looks like maybe I will get this apt. Have to go back on Monday to talk to the lady about it. My mom's tree looks so nice that she took several pictures of it. Lol. Christmas dinner is not gonna be like Thanksgiving although we are still going to have dressing. I think it will be dressing, two whole chickens, potato salad, sweet potato casserole, and maybe carrot salad. My mom is beat. I may make a cake and mac and cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I am going to go spend the day packing and cleaning my old apt. Miss Kitty will love the company. Then I have to move her to the new place. I think she will love it. I will be back in the neighborhood where I grew up. Oh, I decided that my son will get a digital camera. He likes taking pictures and videos a lot and he is always trying to take my laptop to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am waiting for tomorrow to see my son's face. My mom can't wait either. Happy holidays everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-7957397510353257826?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7957397510353257826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7957397510353257826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/12/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-3926673797629548776</id><published>2010-12-15T22:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T22:05:35.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>I am doing okay. I feel great even when I didn't get the job. I go in Friday to fill out the application for this apt. I hope it works out. Still looking for work, I am not feeling down. At least not today I'm not. I got approved for medical leave from school, which is great. Now I can concentrate on finding my specialists and get better. And I won't fail but I have to take the classes over which means my graduation date may be a bit different.&lt;br /&gt;So, nothing is going on interesting in my life right now which I think is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-3926673797629548776?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/3926673797629548776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/3926673797629548776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/12/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-4189308004565444323</id><published>2010-12-08T00:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T00:25:54.695-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Day! :)</title><content type='html'>I had an awesome day today. I spent some time with my cousin. I have not seen that girl in years and I am very proud of her. She is in school, married and taking care of her son. I have not met her hubby but, I think that he really loves her from what I hear about him. We talked and laughed and she has a handsome son. The last time I saw him, he was a &amp;nbsp;newborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I may be moving. I am moving in the same zipcode for the third time. The apt is huuuuuuuuge!!!! It is much cheaper than where I am staying now. My apt is big too but the living room in the other one is much bigger than mine. I hope that I can get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a job interview downtown today. I think it went pretty well. Love the hours and NO weekends. Morning hours and no weekends. Hope I get it. She will be giving me a call Friday to tell me who she chose. Three other women applied for the same position as I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I do get hired and this apt, I have to start working on getting a car and finish school so I can get my Associates Degree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-4189308004565444323?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4189308004565444323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4189308004565444323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/12/great-day.html' title='Great Day! :)'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-4568552535450679986</id><published>2010-12-06T20:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T20:44:43.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Was Not Going to Go There But.....</title><content type='html'>I am so sick of insecure married women. Latecia is suppose to be happy with her husband but she sends fake buddy request on facebook under her husband's account and then gave a number that she claimed to be her husband and basically gave me permission to sleep with man whore as if I needed it, lol. Not only that but she tried to call herself being friends with me I think to "keep her enemy closer." I bet while me and Latecia were in a heated yahoo discussion, Elliot, her husband, was probably out getting a blow job at work on one of those filthy nasty buses at work and Latecia's stupid ass is at home defending this man whore. Latecia, for the new year, get an std and HIV/AIDS test. Start the new year right by making sure your health is in order because with a husband like that, you may need to test yourself once every 6 months or so. That way when you bring in the new year with your husband and who ever else he is fucking besides trying to get back with me after your sorry ass marriage, you will know that your health is okay, lol And stop being insecure about him and me, you will just make your marriage a horrible experience for yourself. I tried to warn you. Oh and Te Te, you are not on MY level. I don't mess with stupid insecure broads. Buh bye now and "smooches." lmaoooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-4568552535450679986?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4568552535450679986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4568552535450679986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-was-not-going-to-go-there-but.html' title='I Was Not Going to Go There But.....'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-954147640195384623</id><published>2010-12-02T13:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T13:13:58.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well</title><content type='html'>So I had to change days for an interview. I have to wait until the lady calls me back. The wife changed her yahoo picture and put up a picture with her and my ex on it. Me and my friend just started laughing. I'm for real. The reason why we were laughing is because we think that she put that picture up to get at me. It's a cute picture though. But I am over him. Don't need someone messing around on me before, and after my wedding. Then he came to my ex-job before their honeymoon groping on me and shit. There is no respect. But Te Te, if you are reading this, that is a cute picture. Do you feel better now because you put up a photo with you and someone who keeps trying to contact me behind your back? I bet my-ex will straighten up now because he wants to prove me wrong or he may just be careful not to get caught with the next female that he meets on his bus. We will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much work to catch up. Can't wait to get my degree. I hope that I can make up my classes. I may be moving soon. I think I go see the apt tomorrow. Well I decided to take my friend's advice and just leave Mrs. Johnson alone. She is too insecure right now and I don't have time to be ignoring fake buddy request because she thinks I still want him.So I am leaving that alone, but I do think that they need counseling. Because I think that the marriage is doomed because of his actions towards me right after the wedding, wow! But good luck Te Te because your ass is gonna need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-954147640195384623?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/954147640195384623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/954147640195384623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/12/well.html' title='Well'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-4680644937272619674</id><published>2010-11-30T01:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T01:35:30.644-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day :)</title><content type='html'>Today I had an appointment to see the cardiologist. She was very nice and kept making me laugh. The only thing that I did not want to hear was I have to stay on Warfarin for the rest of my life. So I will be taking rat poison for the rest of my life. She even put me in the coumadin club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my little buddy is mad me. She gave me her husband's number and told me to call him up for a fuck session. SMH. I just told her that I respect her marriage and good luck with it, because she is gonna need it. I dont want her to feel how I felt when I found out that my ten years with him was a lie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-4680644937272619674?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4680644937272619674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4680644937272619674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-day.html' title='My Day :)'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-4331729405442031410</id><published>2010-11-29T11:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T11:47:09.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Females Be Killing Me! LOL</title><content type='html'>In my last post I talked about how my ex-boyfriends wife said she was the one that sent the buddy request on facebook. Well, I guess she didn't like what I had to say so she left a few comments on yahoo. I am going to get to that in a minute. She also have a comment up in her yahoo status saying, "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0.62em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 5.4em; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;ppl think they can do a wife job....get a husband first"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Okay, I want to comment on that. A wife has to first do her own job with her own husband before saying a comment like that. I wouldn't even get married because you think men are in love with you and they really not because for example. Me and my ex have been seeing each other right before their wedding, after their wedding and after their honeymoon. Now this I didnt know that he was married until I saw her myspace page so I thought we were cool again and was going to work it out, but it turns out that he was being a liar and a cheater. Then after their wedding, too, he asked about my pussy being tight with a text message. I think the wife got upset because I told her their marriage would not last because he keeps messing with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Now getting back to the comments on yahoo, hold on I have them below along with my comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul class="ycw-txt-cmnts-con" style="list-style-image: initial; 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cursor: pointer; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;" target="_top"&gt;latecia&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;now if u want to stop chatting with me thats ur decision...i came clean and i was a woman about it...no he doesnt want u and what he sent after marring me was what he sent i can change and not trying to..if he want your p**** or u want to give it to him thats fine too but its all your decision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bottom-bar clearfix" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.6em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;span class="date-stamp" style="color: #999999; float: left; font-size: 0.846em;"&gt;17 hrs ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="report-abuse report-abuse-comment ycw-flyout" style="display: inline; float: right; height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; 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cursor: pointer; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;" target="_top"&gt;latecia&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;hope your holiday was good and i hope ur soon is well also&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bottom-bar clearfix" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.6em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;span class="date-stamp" style="color: #999999; float: left; font-size: 0.846em;"&gt;17 hrs ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="report-abuse report-abuse-comment ycw-flyout" style="display: inline; float: right; height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative; right: 2px; white-space: nowrap; width: 17px;"&gt;&lt;a aria-haspopup="true" class="report-abuse-block-handle ycw-flyout-handle" href="http://pulse.yahoo.com/y/report_abuse/updates?guid=FQ67HEX2NFLKIQDROXEPVJU7PU&amp;amp;source=agg.blogger&amp;amp;type=blog&amp;amp;suid=1bee0cbfa60318dbcde85c7ba503711f&amp;amp;comment_id=text%3A1290991066%3AA7QXYQI4X2CDVXXWO3P7U6WMIM" role="button" style="background-attachment: initial; 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cursor: pointer; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;" target="_top"&gt;Gwen&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;First of all you do not know if he wants me or not. He can be telling you anything. Second if i wanted to fuck him, i would have took him up on his offer when he text me right after you got married. Thirdly, the man goes to other women when he is pissed at you. i know this because he was going back and forth from me to you or should i say to the one that didnt make him mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bottom-bar clearfix" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.6em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;span class="date-stamp" style="color: #999999; float: left; font-size: 0.846em;"&gt;9 hrs ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="addLayout ycw-rc-box" style="background-color: #f6f8fd; border-bottom-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); border-bottom-left-radius: 5px 5px; border-bottom-right-radius: 5px 5px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); border-top-left-radius: 5px 5px; border-top-right-radius: 5px 5px; border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; filter: none; font-size: 13px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.385em; padding-left: 0.692em; padding-right: 0.692em; padding-top: 0.385em;"&gt;&lt;a class="usr-prof-icn" href="http://pulse.yahoo.com/_FQ67HEX2NFLKIQDROXEPVJU7PU" style="color: #4f93df; cursor: pointer; display: inline; float: left; height: 32px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-decoration: none; width: 32px;" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gwen" border="0" src="http://a323.yahoofs.com/coreid/4c9680baic94zws138ac4/CJlhwuI2bKMAJvk6PxtLhsgQDt0Z89XRCxd2fmyVvOJcyQ--/2/tn48.jpeg?ciAgZ3NBJPcC_G4N" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-width: initial; height: 32px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; width: 32px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ycw-cmnt addLayout" id="ycw-cmnt-text_1291020161_FQ67HEX2NFLKIQDROXEPVJU7PU" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 2.923em; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" tabindex="0"&gt;&lt;div class="cmnt-del ycw-flyout" style="display: inline; float: right; height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative; right: 2px; width: 17px;"&gt;&lt;a aria-haspopup="true" class="ycw-cmnt-del ycw-flyout-handle" href="http://pulse.yahoo.com/ycw.updates.yahoo.com/updates/v5/deleteComments?collectionID=FQ67HEX2NFLKIQDROXEPVJU7PU&amp;amp;collectionType=guid&amp;amp;updateClass=post&amp;amp;updateSource=agg.blogger&amp;amp;updateType=blog&amp;amp;commentType=text&amp;amp;commentID=text%3A1291020161%3AFQ67HEX2NFLKIQDROXEPVJU7PU&amp;amp;suid=1bee0cbfa60318dbcde85c7ba503711f&amp;amp;.done=http%3A%2F%2Fpulse.yahoo.com%2F_FQ67HEX2NFLKIQDROXEPVJU7PU%2Fsingleupdate%3Fsource%3Dagg.blogger%26updateid%3D1bee0cbfa60318dbcde85c7ba503711f%26key%3Ddt3y2YagdQ7m.RM5vI5WYA--%26lang%3Den-US%26tz%3DEurope%252FLondon&amp;amp;.crumb=IcBzD9%2F6p8P&amp;amp;redirect=1&amp;amp;format=json" role="button" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: url(http://l.yimg.com/a/i/us/soc/updts/feed_sprt10.png); background-origin: initial; background-position: -2px -11px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; border-bottom-color: rgb(246, 248, 253); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(246, 248, 253); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(246, 248, 253); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(246, 248, 253); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #4f93df; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 16px; text-decoration: none; text-indent: -9999em; width: 17px;" title="Open Menu"&gt;Delete This Comment?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 0.923em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pulse.yahoo.com/_FQ67HEX2NFLKIQDROXEPVJU7PU" style="color: #4f93df; cursor: pointer; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;" target="_top"&gt;Gwen&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and finally, i didnt say that you were not woman enough. But if you were you would have just sad that yes gwen i sent the request to see if you would accept instead of sayng you made a mistake. im not stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bottom-bar clearfix" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.6em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;span class="date-stamp" style="color: #999999; float: left; font-size: 0.846em;"&gt;9 hrs ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="addLayout ycw-rc-box" style="background-color: #f6f8fd; border-bottom-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); border-bottom-left-radius: 5px 5px; border-bottom-right-radius: 5px 5px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); border-top-left-radius: 5px 5px; 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cursor: pointer; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;" target="_top"&gt;Gwen&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now IM gonna be woman enough and say this. i dont think you and elliot will last.The reason is because we were fucking before you were married we were fucking a few times afterwards and he came to the redline feeling all on me at work around your honeymoon. and you say that he dont want me? hmmmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bottom-bar clearfix" style="display: block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.6em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;span class="date-stamp" style="color: #999999; float: left; font-size: 0.846em;"&gt;9 hrs ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="addLayout ycw-rc-box" style="background-color: #f6f8fd; border-bottom-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); border-bottom-left-radius: 5px 5px; border-bottom-right-radius: 5px 5px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; 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cursor: pointer; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;" target="_top"&gt;Gwen&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dont get mad at me because i called you out on the buddy thing and you upset because your man playing games. And my son is fine thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-size: 0.923em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-size: 0.923em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-size: 0.923em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-size: 0.923em;"&gt;So I blocked a her from sending comments back. So he tried to send me emails which are still sitting in my inbox unopen and marked spam o it will be deleted after a week or two. I am not trying to read that. I am trying to concentrate on school and other things not argue with a wife that is unsure of herself and her husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-size: 0.923em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-size: 0.923em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh, if you cant read the comments, just use your computer hi lighter and you can see them perfectly. All you have to do is act like you are copying the comments so you can paste them and you can see them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-4331729405442031410?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4331729405442031410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4331729405442031410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/11/females-be-killing-me-lol.html' title='Females Be Killing Me! LOL'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-1503496227808409256</id><published>2010-11-27T13:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T13:45:53.309-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Vent Some</title><content type='html'>First I want to start out with I thought that we were letting things go. I say this because my ex-boyfriends wife sent me two requests on facebook. Well she said she sent them. She said she sent the request by accident. But she sent the request twice. Do you think it was an accident or do you think that she was trying to see if I would accept the requests? Well, I denied the first request and she sent a second one, so I blocked it. Oh, when this was happening, I thought it was my ex. It seems to me that maybe she is just a little insecure about her husband because he texted me before with some freaky shit right after their marriage. Now I am thinking that she is only cool with me so she can see if I go after her husband or something. Should I just be done with her like I am with my ex or continue to be associates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Thanksgiving, my mom was in such a good mood. It was great to see her so happy. :) I thought that it was going to be ruined by my stuck up bitch sister. So let me tell you what happened. I was asleep most of Thanksgiving day because I was up all night playing Happy Pets and Sorority Life. So my mom wakes me up to help with cooking around 3pm on Thanksgiving. While I was in the bathroom beatifying myself lol, I hear my sister bitching about helping out in the kitchen. She was telling her husband that she didn't come here to cook and that she was going home. All my mom asked her to do was to fix the food while she was in the shower. Well she ended up staying so my mom continued on being very happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-1503496227808409256?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/1503496227808409256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/1503496227808409256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/11/time-to-vent-some.html' title='Time to Vent Some'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-5609889818309449769</id><published>2010-11-08T17:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T17:20:51.845-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Calm</title><content type='html'>I have been feeling very calm lately. I don't know if it's because of the Prozac I am taking or what. I have not had an argument with my mom or stepfather and I just shrug off things that would usually piss me off. I like this feeling. I am glad that I can use my energy for positive things and not negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last night, I was on Facebook. I looked at my home page and I had to friend request. One was from my ex boyfriend. I didn't accept his request but I wonder why would he send it? No, I did not tell his wife this time. Besides, when I asked her to ask her husband to stop contacting me, it got out of hand and she didn't even believe me and I was trying to be respectful of their marriage. So this time, I am just going to delete the request and not say anything. I just don't get it. Why send it? They seem like they are happy with each other. He didn't want to be with me enough to marry, he married his wife. So why keep contacting me? Well I am not going to wreck my brain about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I am still looking for work. With the blood clots in my lungs though, I don't think I can last long because it is very hard to breathe sometimes. I am still looking though and trying to stay positive and mellow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-5609889818309449769?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5609889818309449769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5609889818309449769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/11/feeling-calm.html' title='Feeling Calm'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-4194375531793343071</id><published>2010-11-06T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T16:49:27.037-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Hospital</title><content type='html'>I know it has been awhile. I had to be admitted into the hospital on October 14 and got out about a week or two ago. I have a lot of catching up to do. So I went in the hospital because my heart rate was 135, and as usual, when you go into the hospital for one thing, they find a million and one other things wrong with you. I've had a non healing wound for awhile now and they wanted to treat that too and find out why my heart rate was so high. They finally said that I have multiple blood clots in my chest and hypothyroidism. They also did a biopsy on my ulcer and found pre cancer cells. So I have been through a lot. I felt so sick during the Rush Interview that I had to get admitted into the hospital. Not Rush another one. Do you know that while I was in the hospital, I got calls for interviews? Where were they when I was feeling fine? lol. Then I almost get hired at a retailer and missed my interview because I was bleeding heavy because of the Warfarin. So I am back to looking for a job again. While I am not feeling well, but I have to take care of me and mine. So I hope I get intervews soon. And I also hope I get better and live a almost healthy life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-4194375531793343071?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4194375531793343071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4194375531793343071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/11/out-of-hospital.html' title='Out of the Hospital'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-657387661061025370</id><published>2010-10-07T16:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T16:44:08.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/TK46lE9j22I/AAAAAAAAADI/bc4mbqv4GyA/s1600/wantedposter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/TK46lE9j22I/AAAAAAAAADI/bc4mbqv4GyA/s320/wantedposter.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, I am still wanted by Rent a Center. People tell me that they can put a warrant out for my arrest and make sure I can't buy a car or house. I have been paying on the washer and dryer before my mom took over, sort of for a year. I have overdraft fees in my banking account for paying them. I refuse to just hand over the items after I paid a year on them and my mother paid some after the year. All they are going to do is put it back on the floor with the money I put into it and make more money by giving it to somebody else. Well besides that, my internet keeps cutting off and I have not eaten in 3 weeks. I feel so weak and I lost so much weight because I am so disgusted with the mouse, I am scared to eat anything out of the kitchen and even though I cleaned after it, I don't have any bleach so I think it is not clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am so behind in school. The internet keeps cutting off so I can't do my assignments properly. Have to wait on my mom again to pay the internet so it will stay the "F" on. I can not wait till I get another job. Oh, I forgot to tell you that I got a kitten. She is so cute. Her name was Kitty but my son wants to call her Peach from Super Mario Bros. So her name has been changed. She is 2 months old and she loves to play and meow all freakin night, lol. But she is adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am gonna go and lay down. Not feeling to well. Hopefully I will try to eat and get my strength back up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-657387661061025370?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/657387661061025370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/657387661061025370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/10/wanted.html' title='Wanted'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/TK46lE9j22I/AAAAAAAAADI/bc4mbqv4GyA/s72-c/wantedposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-7035240283193838007</id><published>2010-09-25T23:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T23:42:08.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTENTION!!!!!!!!!!! Video May Gross You Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="390" width="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j-ljW5YEdao&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3"&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/j-ljW5YEdao&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="240" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my son absolutely loves McDonald's. I do too, but not like my son. After watching this video though, I may not eat there again. Pay close attention to the fries. Two guys were doing an experiment. Well, they will explain it to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-7035240283193838007?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7035240283193838007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7035240283193838007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/09/attention-video-may-gross-you-out.html' title='ATTENTION!!!!!!!!!!! Video May Gross You Out!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-2889342439838682120</id><published>2010-09-25T00:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T02:42:14.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>http://www.spike.com/video/amazing-racist/2677619</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="440" height="360"  src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:ifilm:video:spike.com:2677619"  quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="efp" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"  flashvars="autoPlay=false"  allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px; background-color: #000; width: 640px; padding: 3px 0; color: #fff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spike.com/video/amazing-racist/2677619" style="color: #ffcc35; margin-left: 5px;"&gt;The Amazing Racist&lt;/a&gt;  |  &lt;a href="http://www.spike.com/channel/viralvideo" style="color: #ffcc35"&gt;Viral/Other&lt;/a&gt;  |  &lt;a href="http://www.spike.com/" style="color: #ffcc35"&gt;SPIKE.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(above video)&lt;br /&gt;I would have whooped his ass. That is so stupid when you have people who are very hardworking, you have people that will take advantage of that. They really wanted to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Why someone almost got him in this one. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="280" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L-MBlxrVeP8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/L-MBlxrVeP8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="280" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got the Asians too. I'm surprised they didn't drop kick his ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2RoNemjcjGE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/2RoNemjcjGE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is very disrespectful to the Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.lepak.tv/swf/player.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="vid_id=105227&amp;MainURL=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.lepak.tv&amp;em=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.lepak.tv/swf/player.swf" flashvars="vid_id=105227&amp;MainURL=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.lepak.tv&amp;em=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="always" width="420" height="345" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-2889342439838682120?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.spike.com/video/amazing-racist/2677619' title='http://www.spike.com/video/amazing-racist/2677619'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2889342439838682120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2889342439838682120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/09/httpwwwspikecomvideoamazing.html' title='http://www.spike.com/video/amazing-racist/2677619'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-8431003866734859412</id><published>2010-09-24T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T22:54:20.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Bill Collectors</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyODUzODYyNTAyNjAmcHQ9MTI4NTM4NjQzOTM1MiZwPTEyNTg*MTEmZD1BQkNOZXdzX1NGUF9Mb2NrZV9FbWJlZCZn/PTImbz*xZmU*YjBjNGM5OWI*Y2RhOGUxNWZiMTU2NjYyMThlNyZvZj*w.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,124,0" height="278" id="ABCESNWID" width="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://abcnews.go.com/assets/player/walt2.6/flash/SFP_Walt.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="configUrl=http://abcnews.go.com/video/sfp/embedPlayerConfig&amp;configId=406732&amp;clipId=11722614&amp;showId=11722614&amp;gig_lt=1285386250260&amp;gig_pt=1285386439352&amp;gig_g=2" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://abcnews.go.com/assets/player/walt2.6/flash/SFP_Walt.swf" quality="high" allowScriptAccess="always" allowNetworking="all" allowfullscreen="true" pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/shockwave/download/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="344" height="278" flashvars="configUrl=http://abcnews.go.com/video/sfp/embedPlayerConfig&amp;configId=406732&amp;clipId=11722614&amp;showId=11722614&amp;gig_lt=1285386250260&amp;gig_pt=1285386439352&amp;gig_g=2" name="ABCESNWID"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know people owe on their bills, but that does not mean to harass people like these collectors did. I used to be a collector and I had to follow rules because they told me that they can be sued if I did not follow them. One guy did't care. He wanted me to call people more than three times a day. I think the legal amount a collector can call a person is 2 or 3. He kept pushing me and I had to quit because I could not do it and I could not talk to people like the way they were talking to people. Glad I left. Even when I am struggling now, I am glad I do not work for them anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-8431003866734859412?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8431003866734859412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8431003866734859412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/09/stupid-bill-collectors.html' title='Stupid Bill Collectors'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-2008508687949961052</id><published>2010-09-23T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T14:38:07.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Like This</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;embed type='application/x-shockwave-flash' salign='l' flashvars='&amp;amp;titleAvailable=true&amp;amp;playerAvailable=true&amp;amp;searchAvailable=false&amp;amp;shareFlag=N&amp;amp;singleURL=http://wxin.vidcms.trb.com/alfresco/service/edge/content/34c08f7c-1caa-4ff7-a654-72d68e67b65b&amp;amp;propName=wxin.com&amp;amp;hostURL=http://www.fox59.com&amp;amp;swfPath=http://wxin.vid.trb.com/player/&amp;amp;omAccount=tribglobal&amp;amp;omnitureServer=fox59.com' allowscriptaccess='always' allowfullscreen='true' menu='true' name='PaperVideoTest' bgcolor='#ffffff' devicefont='false' wmode='transparent' scale='showall' loop='true' play='true' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' quality='high' src='http://wxin.vid.trb.com/player/PaperVideoTest.swf' align='middle' height='450' width='300'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-2008508687949961052?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2008508687949961052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2008508687949961052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-dont-like-this.html' title='I Don&apos;t Like This'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-3009388226095204178</id><published>2010-09-22T13:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T13:22:15.549-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying To Stay Positive</title><content type='html'>Well, I am trying to stay positive. I stayed up all night filling out applications, even for jobs I have done in the past that I didn't really like. I filled out the longest two applications in my life. In total, it took me about 4 hours to do these two applications. I didn't make it to bed until about 5 am this morning and I am still sort of sleepy. I am going to fill out more apps today and then go on hulu.com and find something funny to watch that will make laugh. Then continue to fight with my room mate(the mouse) since I don't have a cat yet. That damn mouse is getting on my nerves but he is so scared of me. I'm not that scared of it but when it darts past me sometimes I do jump. Does anyone know anyone giving away free kitties in the Chicago area? I can add an addition to my family and at the same time, scare the mouse away. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-3009388226095204178?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/3009388226095204178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/3009388226095204178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/09/trying-to-stay-positive.html' title='Trying To Stay Positive'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-2379573381054455396</id><published>2010-09-21T11:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T11:12:10.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Well today instead of popping sleeping pills, I am popping Tylenol cold pills. My nose is just runny and every time I look down, my nose runs. So not only do I feel down, I also feel sick. Lol, more problems. So today I guess I will try to fill out more applications and see what happens. Everything is about to be cut off soon. I am glad I have two weeks off from school. Now I can look for jobs instead of making my deadlines. I am trying to be positive today so I am going to see how the rest of this day treats me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-2379573381054455396?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2379573381054455396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2379573381054455396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/09/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-1538908649566246076</id><published>2010-09-20T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T20:10:48.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Suicidal Again</title><content type='html'>I am having the feeling to end it all. It would be a lot easier. I can't provide for my child right now, I don't have family in my corner instead they use my problems against me when they are mad at me or when I don't kiss their asses. So why am I here. Who would want to live a life when nothing goes wrong for them. Life is full of lies and heartache. I have medical problems, I thought I would b married to a guy that I spent over ten years with, I have a son that I can't provide for, and I have no family, but my son. I think this time I am going to do it and do it right. In April I tried but it didn't work. I was just sick. I guess I didn't take enough Tylenol pm and I was just really sick and ended up sleeping it off instead of sleeping for ever. This time I think that I will do it right. If it works this time and you see this Lamar, I am sorry. I am just tired of struggling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-1538908649566246076?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/1538908649566246076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/1538908649566246076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/09/feeling-suicidal-again.html' title='Feeling Suicidal Again'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-5738198576945571595</id><published>2010-09-19T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T22:57:54.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Visit</title><content type='html'>Last Wednesday, I stopped by my mom's house to see my son who was staying over there awhile. Surprisingly, m and my mom didn't really go at it. She gave me the money for RAC and the rent although I was truly ready to just go to court with them because I said I was not going to bother her about RAC again, but he paid anyway. I am grateful but I am still not going to bother her if I can help it. I said thank you to her for helping me and she gave me this dry "you welcome" like she really didn't want to do it. We don't talk on the phone anymore and we don't chat or email. I have not visit her in awhile either. Well part is because we have not been getting along and the other part was because of my stalkers. (RAC)&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did it! I finished with school for the summer and in 2 weeks I start for the fall. I have math again so I hope I do well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-5738198576945571595?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5738198576945571595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5738198576945571595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-visit.html' title='My Visit'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-5555316066698435881</id><published>2010-09-13T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T22:58:43.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is Cool</title><content type='html'>Well, I am officially alone when it comes to family. I still have good friends around. The only family I have it seems now is my son. I left an email to my mom almost in tears that I will no longer be associating myself with family. Thanks to her, she ruined that for me.Now they act even more phony and showing their true colors. I already had to get an attorney for my sister because of her stupidity and may even go to HIPPA and Joint Commission about her actions because she definitely does not deserve the field that she is working in. The plan is to keep myself distant from them for as long as I can. If my son wants to see his grandparents, he can. I will just drop him off and be on my way. My goal right now is to get a job. Finish school. If I get this job on Wed, look to see if there is business like theirs and move to New Jersey and start over. If I don't make it Jersey, I plan to buy my first home in Chicago. I appreciate everything that people have done to help me when they were not trying to avoid me. If and when I get on my feet, I am just going to do me and take care of my son. Maybe things will change in the future but I doubt it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-5555316066698435881?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5555316066698435881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5555316066698435881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/09/it-is-cool.html' title='It Is Cool'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-5057349848681599953</id><published>2010-09-12T10:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T10:08:21.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignoring Each Other</title><content type='html'>Okay, when my mom gave me the clear to use, she said that she would not cancel payment and that I can use it so that I would not have to walk and carry a laptop and books everyday. &amp;nbsp;Then this month, she let the internet go off causing me to have to pay out my rent. When I asked her about the 48.00 to put back towards the rent, she just ignores me. Not only that, she said that she would help with RAC bill. Her words were, "I can help with payments every two weeks." This was when I lost my job before I got unemployment. Then when I lost it, she said that again. &amp;nbsp;She keep saying she paid them. but I don't think she is. They keep coming to my house knocking on my door. Every time I ask her about what she said she would do, she ignores my emails and phone calls. But that's okay because when my landlord puts me out over 48.00, All my crap is going in here basement and I moving in with her and we can continue to ignore each other face to face. Don't tell a person that you are going to do something and then don't! If you don't want to do it, say no! Wednesday, I hope I get this job and I can't wait for a mutherfucka to ask for my help so I can look at them in their needful eyes and say "Sure I'll help you." And when that time comes I am going to act like I have the worst amnesia in the world. I am also going to ignore all calls and emails. I guess I am a tic for tat kind of girl. See how they like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-5057349848681599953?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5057349848681599953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5057349848681599953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/09/ignoring-each-other.html' title='Ignoring Each Other'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-5332392310393804849</id><published>2010-09-12T01:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T01:59:43.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby, Yes I Still Call Him My Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is my son at about 8 years old. He was making a video for his grandma for Mother's Day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-50e38b5fc3457d8a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D50e38b5fc3457d8a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330043618%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4979B12948DE28FB56F3ABC18B390AEB59EF8AF3.5A4DC2EEE4A40D315A1DF64227E5F61E93001AA0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D50e38b5fc3457d8a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrBq32CNDv_K9goa-fmAQnUd5Tnw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D50e38b5fc3457d8a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330043618%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4979B12948DE28FB56F3ABC18B390AEB59EF8AF3.5A4DC2EEE4A40D315A1DF64227E5F61E93001AA0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D50e38b5fc3457d8a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrBq32CNDv_K9goa-fmAQnUd5Tnw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-5332392310393804849?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5332392310393804849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5332392310393804849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-baby-yes-i-still-call-him-my-baby.html' title='My Baby, Yes I Still Call Him My Baby'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-3362762017069122307</id><published>2010-09-10T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T20:13:57.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>9/11 Anniversary</title><content type='html'>To my fellow Americans who lost their lives 9/11/2001, RIP. Why do most of the world hate Americans? What countries hate Americans? What did America do so bad that other countries would take their own lives to hurt us? I just read somewhere on the internet that terrorist try to bomb 3 subway stations in New York. Maybe because we can do what we want and we have so much freedom. I can't imagine my family picking the man that I am suppose to spend the rest of my life with. If I am going to be with someone forever, it should be with someone I love and enjoy. Well, I read some reasons why America is hated. I read that America is controlling, rich, and a bully. I don't think that it is worth taking lives if that's the reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-3362762017069122307?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/3362762017069122307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/3362762017069122307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/09/911-anniversary.html' title='9/11 Anniversary'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-6438241026344274808</id><published>2010-09-07T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T12:00:10.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EEEEEKKKKK!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe that I saw a mouse in my apt after been here over a year. Why come out now? I am going to have to start trying to get me a cat or two in here. I have been looking for people wh may have jut had kittens that they want to give away but no luck. So me and the little critter are room mates for now until I can think of a non gross way to get rid of it. So, I still don't have a job and the ladies did not call back yet. They said 7 to 14 days but I have not heard from anyone. So while waiting on them, I have been filling out apps. How was everyone's Labor Day? I had two people come over and they brought plates and boy were they good. I am late on my assignment cause I was busy stuffing my face with friends than doing my work, but I will get back on it today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-6438241026344274808?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6438241026344274808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6438241026344274808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/09/eeeeekkkkk.html' title='EEEEEKKKKK!!!!!!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-7773949689838587463</id><published>2010-09-06T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T15:23:48.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>News - Search is on for Acid Attacker - InsideEdition.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.insideedition.com/news/4979/search-is-on-for-acid-attacker.aspx"&gt;News - Search is on for Acid Attacker - InsideEdition.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-7773949689838587463?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.insideedition.com/news/4979/search-is-on-for-acid-attacker.aspx' title='News - Search is on for Acid Attacker - InsideEdition.com'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7773949689838587463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7773949689838587463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/09/news-search-is-on-for-acid-attacker.html' title='News - Search is on for Acid Attacker - InsideEdition.com'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-9052638636459696439</id><published>2010-09-03T17:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T17:46:23.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Do It</title><content type='html'>Well, my mom invited me over for food for the holiday, but I told her I could not make it because RAC is stalking me, lol. She said she paid the bill, so why are they coming over here? I am trying to wait to see if these two recruiters call me back with good news before I let them take the items that I put so much money into. If they have bad news, then I am just going to give it back. So, I guess I will look and see what I have here to eat and prepare myself to go get groceries on Sunday since RAC is closed.  It's probably going to be a whole lot of people I don't talk to anymore there any way. So today, besides hiding out, I have been online trying to find jobs and it looks like they are all gone. I usually have whole lists to search from but now all I see are the jobs that I applied for already that turned me down. So I hope these two ladies give me a call next week because I need work fast. I am so glad that I have been able to keep my rent up and hope I can until I am working again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-9052638636459696439?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/9052638636459696439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/9052638636459696439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/09/cant-do-it.html' title='Can&apos;t Do It'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-2266815781107667868</id><published>2010-09-01T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T23:08:44.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep It Coming!!!!</title><content type='html'>I had so many job interviews. I had phone interviews, face to face interviews, 1st interviews and 2nd interviews. Two recruiters told me that I did real good. So come on and call me already! Lol. I have been stalked today by Rent a Center/ They try different things to try to catch me at home, it's funny. Well, I am waiting for one of the ladies to contact me about the job so I can call them and pay the balance off since my mother said she would and faked me out. Think this time it will work out. Hope it does.Then I wont have to bother no one. Two places opened that are looking for people. I applied there, too. I finally found the place that I want to move to and that is New Jersey. The plan is to save money when I find a job, and move in 3 to five years. It will be bye bye to all of the bullshit here in Chicago. I can't wait to start over some place new.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-2266815781107667868?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2266815781107667868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2266815781107667868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/09/keep-it-coming.html' title='Keep It Coming!!!!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-2872833996854926931</id><published>2010-08-28T11:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T11:23:05.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe It Will Work This Time</title><content type='html'>So I spent all day at a community college yesterday because I got a call saying that they were interviewing. The setup looked like a job fair. Even though I had an interview for a hospital, there were other places there looking for candidates. Office Max, Medline, and a couple of others were there. The first recruiter was fun and really nice. I felt so comfortable with her. She selected me to go on to the hiring manager interview. There were two people waiting for me and I got really nervous. The guy looked bored the whole time and the lady was perked up like she liked what I had to say. The guy said that I should get another position. I don't know if that means he likes me or both like me but I hope they do so I can get working again. Now I know people are not obligated to help you, but don't offer help if you really don't want to. My mom said that she was going to help pay my rent a center bill and she has not yet. She either says she forgot or she just avoids me at all costs. So finally, I just text her not to worry about it, I will let them come and get it. I am just gonna start treating people like i get treated. I am always the one that will stop what I am doing to help folks and when I need them, they act like they don't give a shit or they claim they forgot. I don't know how I am going to get to work if they hire me, but I wont be asking her. I just want to work so there are no worries and I can pay my own shit and stay away from people and not to ask people for shit at all and do it by myself. I don't like the feeling that I have to constantly keep bugging someone or asking for help that they say they were going to do. Like this girl I went to school with. She said that she was going to help me get into a hospital where she works and when I asked her in her facebook page did she talk to her friend, she never got back and she ignores all of my messages. Why do people say that they will help and they wont? If you know that you are not going to do it, then say no. I am gonna say yes to stuff and ignore people and let them see how it feel. I am also going to not offer to do anything anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-2872833996854926931?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2872833996854926931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2872833996854926931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/08/maybe-it-will-work-this-time.html' title='Maybe It Will Work This Time'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-5018677962318331219</id><published>2010-08-25T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T18:07:14.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hampton Hotel: Chain of Friends Contest!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a Sponsored Post written by me on behalf of &lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/disclosure?slot_id=435592&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fbit.ly%2F9QICsr" rel="nofollow"&gt;Hampton Hotels&lt;/a&gt;. All opinions are 100% mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=435592&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fbit.ly%2F9QICsr" rel="nofollow"&gt;Hampton Chain of Friends Sweepstakes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guys imagine having a whole hotel with friends for 2 days free? Want a great way to connect with friends? Well, The Hampton has a great contest out now that if you are the grand prize winner, you and your friends get the 100 rooms for 2 days free!! The winner will also get 5000.00 to help pay the tax for that 2 day free stay. Now I don't have that many friends, but if I win, I am sure that my friend's friends would be happy to stay. If I had the hotel for two days with my friends for free, I would invite all of my old friends from high school and grammar School and have a nice reunion. All of my new friends would be introduced and we would all have a great time. I am entering the contest today. Are you? What would you do if you win? How would you celebrate? Would you have a reunion, too? Throw a winning Party? Would you invite friends and ex friends, too? Well whatever you do when you win, Jut have a nice time because I know I would. I never win contest so I know I would do something unique and fun with my friends if I am the winner. Good luck everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://ad.doubleclick.net/ad/N5552.IZEA/B4536674.2;sz=1x1;ord=[timestamp]?" 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Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/__R5zNHGYL8&amp;border=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&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/__R5zNHGYL8&amp;border=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-2297534547177744371?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2297534547177744371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2297534547177744371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/08/omg-post.html' title='An &quot;OMG!!!&quot; Post'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-6104518736375658491</id><published>2010-08-25T01:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T01:19:02.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things You Never Knew Your Cell Phone Could Do - Sci/Tech - Blogcritics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blogcritics.org/scitech/article/things-you-never-knew-your-cell/"&gt;Things You Never Knew Your Cell Phone Could Do - Sci/Tech - Blogcritics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-6104518736375658491?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://blogcritics.org/scitech/article/things-you-never-knew-your-cell/' title='Things You Never Knew Your Cell Phone Could Do - Sci/Tech - Blogcritics'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6104518736375658491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6104518736375658491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/08/things-you-never-knew-your-cell-phone.html' title='Things You Never Knew Your Cell Phone Could Do - Sci/Tech - Blogcritics'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-1722942835197101718</id><published>2010-08-24T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T16:45:21.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's New in Food  How can I tell if my eggs have been recalled?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fda.gov/Food/NewsEvents/WhatsNewinFood/ucm223536.htm?sms_ss=blogger"&gt;What&amp;#39;s New in Food  How can I tell if my eggs have been recalled?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-1722942835197101718?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.fda.gov/Food/NewsEvents/WhatsNewinFood/ucm223536.htm?sms_ss=blogger' title='What&apos;s New in Food  How can I tell if my eggs have been recalled?'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/1722942835197101718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/1722942835197101718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/08/whats-new-in-food-how-can-i-tell-if-my.html' title='What&apos;s New in Food  How can I tell if my eggs have been recalled?'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-1091156621469317520</id><published>2010-08-22T17:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T17:53:36.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lottery Emails from Other Countries</title><content type='html'>Done with another assignment. Now waiting for chicken to fry before I get started on the next one. Does anyone get those lottery or insurance claims emails? here is an example of the one I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;HERE IS ONE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; am Garry Loopy and i am the Business Manager bank of scotland.Your&lt;br /&gt;sincere partnership is required to enable me transfer some funds(6 Million&lt;br /&gt;Great british pounds) to your account for both of us.I am open for&lt;br /&gt;negotiation in terms of your percentage so far you put in your utmost&lt;br /&gt;attention and sincerity due to the nature of this transaction.I assure all&lt;br /&gt;documents to back you up will be provided by me.Please respond to me via&lt;br /&gt;email for more details.And please do respond via my personal email:&lt;br /&gt;attentiongloop1@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also need your advise on areas i could invest my own share of the&lt;br /&gt;money in your country as i hope to relocate to your country after the&lt;br /&gt;funds have been finally transfered to your bank account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HERE IS ONE THAT ASKED FOR PERSONAL INFORMATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attn: Beneficiary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compliments of the day, I Wish to inform you that your Payment has been released and you will need to contact the payment Officer Mr. Kelvin Williams with the informations as stated below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONTACT INFORMATION&lt;br /&gt;NAME: Mr. Kelvin Williams&lt;br /&gt;EMAIL: williamskelvin112@yahoo.cn&lt;br /&gt;Telephone: +2348138938981&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do contact Mr. Kelvin Williams of the ATM PAYMENT CENTER with your details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULL NAME:&lt;br /&gt;HOME ADDRESS:&lt;br /&gt;TELL:&lt;br /&gt;CELL:&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT OCCUPATION:&lt;br /&gt;BANK NAME:&lt;br /&gt;AGE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also please be informed that all neccesary Documents has been put in place all you will have to do is to make sure you can be able to afford 150 USD for the&lt;br /&gt;Delivery of your Funds which is to be sent to you via an ATM SWIFT CARD using FedEx International Courier Service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we do await your response so we can move on with our Investigation and make sure your ATM SWIFT CARD gets to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and hope to read from you soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROBERT S. MUELLER, III&lt;br /&gt;DIRECTOR, FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION&lt;br /&gt;UNITED STATES DEPARTMENT OF JUSTICE&lt;br /&gt;WASHINGTON, D.C. 20535UNITED STATES DEPARTMENT OF JUSTICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that last one says in the United States and he has a foreign number. Do these dumb asses really think that people would actually give them info like that? If there are people out there who would or considering it, please don't. How do these people get your email?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;Garry Loopy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-1091156621469317520?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/1091156621469317520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/1091156621469317520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/08/lottery-emails-from-other-countries.html' title='Lottery Emails from Other Countries'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-8989672659424432525</id><published>2010-08-22T14:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T14:11:03.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever, I Guess</title><content type='html'>Well, my mom did not tell me the reason why my son's neck was that way. She just said I did good with the treatment methods I used on him. I am just going to let it go since my son is doing better. Next time, I am gonna go by my own judgement and keep things to myself because not telling me is not right. But It is cool. You learn by seeing a person's true colors which is why my sister died in April 2010. Well she is physically alive but dead to me. When people asked how did she die who think she is dead for real, I tell them she was smashed in a car crash. I pick car crash because she is always in an accident. Yup, I hate her so much that that is what I tell people when they ask about her. So anyway, I am taking a break from all of this work I have to do. I wanted to go see my son and bring him goodies but it looks like its gonna be tomorrow. Well besides me daydreaming about having a job again, I worry about my apartment. I am mad about the things I can't get for my son sometimes when he asks for them. It is so depressing. Everyday I wonder what feud is me and my mother going to get into because she is the only person who is helping out right now. Me, who does not like to kiss ass and say what I feel always gets me into an argument with her. I just think that it will get better some day. I can't help wondering that I may not get a job until I get out of school in a year and a few months. Boy, that is a long way away and I hope I get a job before then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-8989672659424432525?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8989672659424432525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8989672659424432525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/08/whatever-i-guess.html' title='Whatever, I Guess'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-3525368734551847226</id><published>2010-08-21T00:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T00:22:21.582-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>Why is when a person does something wrong and they apologize for it, they get mad when you don't forgive them. Then they try to say both parties were at fault but it was really one. If you apologize about something, mean it. Don't say I am sorry for stealing from you, but... Don't put a but. Just apologize for what you did and maybe I can forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people say that they have learned from their mistakes and they really didn't? If you truly learned from your mistake, you would not do what you did again, period. So please do not say that you have learned from your mistakes unless you really did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people spread lies on social networks when they are angry at you? Is it because they are really jealous of you and they use that time and their energy to try to sabotage you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why tell people that you are going to keep a secret and then when you tell them, they run out and broadcast it when they get mad at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is love even real? Mothers and fathers say it to their children when they constantly hurt them physically, mentally, and verbally. Same goes for love in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happen to the saying honesty is the best policy? When you are honest, no one wants to be around you. Or liars are more praised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People with kind hearts are treated unfairly and like they don't exist. People who are stuck up and think that they are better than everyone gets more praise. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone have the answers to these questions, because I would like to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-3525368734551847226?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/3525368734551847226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/3525368734551847226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/08/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-4167357730503908699</id><published>2010-08-20T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T13:13:48.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well</title><content type='html'>SO I am still looking for work and so are a bunch of my other friends. My mom is acting crazy and I have papers to redo for school. The only thing that I am happy about is that my son is doing better. This afternoon, I did not want to get out of bed. If feels as if I can just sleep my problems away. So I just stayed in the bed, trying to go back to sleep so I can dream. Because dreaming is better than real life right now. I guess I better get started on things that I have to do today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-4167357730503908699?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4167357730503908699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4167357730503908699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/08/well.html' title='Well'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-8567279247455123246</id><published>2010-08-20T01:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T01:36:01.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Wait!!!</title><content type='html'>I can not wait until I get job so I don't have to take the bullshit that I go through sometimes when it comes to my own freaking family. Now my son had a crook in his neck like three days ago. My mother and I, were arguing about if it was just a crook in his neck or heat cramps. So we both online looking for the symptoms and my mom found the symptoms for the heat stroke. My son had none of the symptoms. He was still eating and talking fine. He was also playing his hand held game.So I told my mom that we going to walk over there so she can see him. I thought that it was only a crook in his neck from laying on the chair like he was laying on the couch. So his grand dad came to get him, so I let him take him so his grandmother can see him. Thy decide to go on and take him to the hospital. Now, my mom does not want to tell me what is wrong with him. All she said that he is in the brace and had to stay still for 5 days. I am washing my clothes so I can bring him some clothes and get him tomorrow. Next time my son has a problem, I am going to handle it myself, I am not gonna even tell anyone. Just deal with it on my own. Then she says that I don't say thank you when she helps me out. I am like what?! I always say thank you. I am like if her mother died how would she feel if my aunt didn't tell her until after the funeral. And didn't tell her how she died. Karma is a bitch! Not saying and wishing anything on my grammy. But she may have hers coming. I can not wait to get a job that is stale so I can not have to deal with people who treat me this way. I appreciate what she i doing buut I houldn't have to go through this shit about my son. I should write a book about my life, it would be a big seller.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-8567279247455123246?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8567279247455123246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8567279247455123246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-cant-wait.html' title='I Can&apos;t Wait!!!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-8583529263082905531</id><published>2010-08-20T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T01:00:16.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmmm</title><content type='html'>My son is so sweet. He made us some baked chicken and seasoned it well. I had to force myself to fix the pasta. But we ate good. He is truly taking care of his sick mommy. :) &lt;br /&gt;He wants to go to his grandparents house but I just don't have the energy. I am trying to catch up with work with this messed up internet. The hot spots over here is not as friendly as the ones by my mom. But I am determined to get my degree. Right now I just want my strength back. Hurry up monthly friend, leave me alone, DAMMIT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-8583529263082905531?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8583529263082905531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8583529263082905531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/07/mmmmm.html' title='Mmmmm'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-6418745934014481977</id><published>2010-08-16T19:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T19:44:26.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you think prisoners should get out early to save money?</title><content type='html'>I don't think they should. They are in there for a reason, right? They got their sentencing for a reason, right? Maybe only the people that are in there for tax fraud or something like that if I really had to choose, but not deranged killers, or sex offenders, murders.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-6418745934014481977?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6418745934014481977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6418745934014481977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/08/do-you-think-prisoners-should-get-out.html' title='Do you think prisoners should get out early to save money?'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-601684584691575618</id><published>2010-08-16T11:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T11:17:23.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do You Think About The mosque been put near the World Trade Center?</title><content type='html'>I am just wondering, because I don't like it. Let me tell you why. Now Muslim terrorist knocked down our World Trade Center towers and now The Muslims want to build a mosque near the site? I don't know but this is just me. It seems to me like they want to put some kind of reminder there or something. You know what I mean. Like a trophy. I feel they can pick somewhere else in New York and they want to put it there. Just my opinion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-601684584691575618?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/601684584691575618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/601684584691575618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-do-you-think-about-mosque-been-put.html' title='What Do You Think About The mosque been put near the World Trade Center?'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-6988521734058739767</id><published>2010-08-14T12:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T12:42:44.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Arizona Immigration Laws</title><content type='html'>I have some people mad at me because I am one of the people that agree with Arizona's Immigration laws and with that the whole united states would do it starting with the bottom states near Mexico.  I don't care if Mexicans, and other races live in the United States, Just do it legally like others who came from other countries so you can have a social security card and pay taxes like we do. Can you believe that some legal hispanics are all for the new laws?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-6988521734058739767?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6988521734058739767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6988521734058739767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/08/arizona-immigration-laws.html' title='Arizona Immigration Laws'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-6295378862942219924</id><published>2010-08-12T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:42:47.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>Well, I went the interview and the manager says that he has to review other candidates to be fair. So, I think that means that I don't have it and he was politely telling me that. I don't know what I am going to do. My mom didn't want me to get it. She rather me collect SSDI. I'm like, what the hell am I going to do with that as a siingle mother? I want to provide for my own self and my own son. I am tired of asking people to help me with bills and rent. Why would she want me to be nothing and to do nothing with my life? I don't get it. I appreciate what people has done for me, but I want a job to do for myself not get a small check every month that every last penny goes towards my rent. So knowing this, why does want me to do this for the rest of my life? Doesn't a mom suppose to want more for her child? Well, anyway. I am not gonna let my injury stop me from giving my son a better life. I cant give him shit on social security. So I will continue to look for a job and let them go because I need more. I want more for myself and my child and you need money to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-6295378862942219924?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6295378862942219924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6295378862942219924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-7675934510180465117</id><published>2010-08-10T12:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T15:13:32.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Should Chicago Gangs go Fight in Irag Instead of Going to Prison?</title><content type='html'>Okay, they have now label Chicago, IL the most violent. It seems that my city has beat out Irag   in the violence department.It's a shame that Chicago is so violent that the city is in a state of Emergency. These gang bangers are taking lives of children and innocent bystanders just to get the person they really want dead. It is crazy and I say, since they like using guns so much, ship their asses to Irag and let the soldiers come home. Let the gangs stay there for life after taking a life here. If you live in Chicago, you know what I am talking about. The gangs just put out a hit on police in I think the Gresham neighborhood and the Grand Crossing neighborhood. They are bold enough to rob one officer at gun point while he was still in his uniform. I say pack em up and ship em out to Irag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Officer Micheal Bailey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Officer Thor Soderberg&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Officer Thomas E. Wortham IV&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-7675934510180465117?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7675934510180465117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7675934510180465117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/08/should-chicago-gangs-go-fight-in-irag.html' title='Should Chicago Gangs go Fight in Irag Instead of Going to Prison?'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-2598702229624450740</id><published>2010-08-09T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T16:14:32.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am a Little Pissed</title><content type='html'>So this morning I get up to call the lady back for the interview date and they said that she i not gonna be back until Wednesday. I am like what?! Now the recruiter called me Friday evening at about 5:25 pm. When I got the message she said to call her back. Since I didn't have many minutes on my phone, I went to my mom's house to call, but she already left for the day and they said to call back Monday morning for her. I called this morning at around 9:30 am and they told me to call back Wednesday. Then my Instructor gives me a 0 grade in discussion like I did not participate at all because I never used the help option im Microsoft Excel. I was pissed but she let me do a paper to make up for it. I still don't agree with it but not doing it does not hurt her, it hurts me because its my grade. I am late on an assignment because I am trying to finally get the APA reference format right. I was just putting the website where I got my information for the paper but I think I did it right this time. Can't wait to see my grade minus points for being late. :( But I enjoy my classes. Better get back to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-2598702229624450740?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2598702229624450740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2598702229624450740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-little-pissed.html' title='I Am a Little Pissed'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-487215851968340934</id><published>2010-08-09T00:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T00:35:43.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF?! You cant even take out the freaking trash?!</title><content type='html'>Now I usually post stuff like this ON my "OMG!" but I am truly disgusted with this news report.&lt;br /&gt;Look at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" id="video" width="320" height="280" data="http://www.myfoxchicago.com/video/videoplayer.swf?dppversion=2397"&gt;&lt;param value="http://www.myfoxchicago.com/video/videoplayer.swf?dppversion=2397" name="movie"/&gt;&lt;param value="&amp;skin=MP1ExternalAll-MFL.swf&amp;embed=true&amp;adSrc=http%3A%2F%2Fad%2Edoubleclick%2Enet%2Fadx%2Ftsg%2Ewfld%2Fnews%2Fnews%5Fother%5F3%2Fdetail%3Bdcmt%3Dtext%2Fxml%3Bpos%3D%3Btile%3D2%3Bfname%3Ddisabled%2Dchicago%2Dteenager%2Dgang%2Draped%2Dsouth%2Dside%2Dbasement%2D20100802%3Bloc%3Dsite%3Bsz%3D320x240%3Bord%3D195247340016067040%3Frand%3D0%2E882232797332108&amp;flv=http%3A%2F%2Fwww%2Emyfoxchicago%2Ecom%2Ffeeds%2FoutboundFeed%3FobfType%3DVIDEO%5FPLAYER%5FSMIL%5FFEED%26componentId%3D132979772&amp;img=http%3A%2F%2Fmedia2%2Emyfoxchicago%2Ecom%2F%2Fphoto%2F2010%2F08%2F02%2Fgang%2Drape%2D20100802%5Ftmb0002%5F20100802213708%5F640%5F480%2EJPG&amp;story=http%3A%2F%2Fwww%2Emyfoxchicago%2Ecom%2Fdpp%2Fnews%2Fspecial%5Freport%2Fdisabled%2Dchicago%2Dteenager%2Dgang%2Draped%2Dsouth%2Dside%2Dbasement%2D20100802%3Fobref%3Dobinsite" name="FlashVars"/&gt;&lt;param value="all" name="allowNetworking"/&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowScriptAccess"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-487215851968340934?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/487215851968340934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/487215851968340934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/08/wtf-you-cant-even-take-out-freaking.html' title='WTF?! You cant even take out the freaking trash?!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-2973345633548064194</id><published>2010-08-08T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T20:23:43.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>August 08, 2010</title><content type='html'>Well, my mom had visitors. I stayed out of site. It was my grammy and my aunt. I don't talk to my aunt to much, so I didn't really greet her until she came in the room I was in to say hi. I was pretty awkward because we were just in the same room not saying anything. Usually when she comes over, she never comes in the room. I wonder why she did today. Well she finally said that she would visit again if I was over here and she added if I felt like being bothered. I was like okay and went back to my work which I am still at just one freaking sentence. And this is due at midnight tonight. Well, tomorrow is when I call the lady back about an interview. I am a bit nervous. But I hope I get through it and they like me for the position. I need to get to work. I keep saying that and have only one typed sentence down along with cover page. I am gonna get started in 30 minutes. See you tomorrow sometime. Goodnight. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-2973345633548064194?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2973345633548064194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2973345633548064194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/08/august-08-2010.html' title='August 08, 2010'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-285976439058793194</id><published>2010-08-08T11:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T11:56:07.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Back!!</title><content type='html'>I have been gone for awhile trying to catch up my work because my internet was off a couple of weeks. Did not have time to blog. I had to catch up in three classes with 2 weeks of work in two classes and 3 week of work for one. I am finally caught up. My mom helped me out with the internet. I am over her house again visiting watch cable tv with all the cable premiers coming on. I only type one sentence yesterday because I was so busy watching tv. Today, I am going to try and concentrate because more good shows that I like come on tonight. Oh, I have an interview! Yay! I am excited but not too excited because I could fuck up and then it is bye bye job. So I am just going to keep calm and be myself. And hopefully, they will like me enough to hire me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been tripping the last couple of weeks because I just got the bell fix at my house and some asshole broke my bell. I mean they really broke it. Like they hate me or something. Got a hole in it. They dont have nothing better to do than to mess up someone's property. Its not mine, its the landlords. But I had to report to tenants about the porch and the 200 am noise. I was at first being ignorant with the neighbors downstairs. They like to wait until 2 am to act like they are at home. During the day, she is quiet as hell. So I started blasting my music at like 5 am when they start winding down to go to sleep for almost a month. Then the kids would come up on my floor and mess with door. But they forget, I am on the top floor, over your head. I have the advantage to piss them off with all of the things that I can do. Like jump up and down, and my favorite when they really piss me off. I turn my speakers towards the floor and play Marilyn Manson and Linkin Park all night. Works every time for a while because they would stay quiet for a long time and when they start up again, I will give them another dose. Anyway, my mom told me to report them instead of me acting like them, so I did. I wrote a letter and after that, my bell was broke. But its cool. I am not worried about it now. Im gonna get it fixed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now I am a little anxious because I have an interview tomorrow. I hope I get it. I have to hurry and get my coban so my leg wont get swollen. I better go and get back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-285976439058793194?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/285976439058793194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/285976439058793194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-back.html' title='Im Back!!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-3101228945828335550</id><published>2010-07-14T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T16:53:19.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>July 14, 2010</title><content type='html'>This Mel Gibson thing is outrageous! Did you hear the way he talked to his Ex girlfriend? That is crazy. She kept her cool though. Some people are saying she kept her cool because she was recording them. But I heard her raise her voice to when she was yelling that she lost everything to be with Mel. I think her name is Osanya or Osaka. I am not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say that this can hurt Mel's career. Some say that it may not. I think that it will. Who would wanna work with someone with that type of language towards a woman. I would not. Every time I look at his face, I would think of the things he said to that woman. And then he also threatened violence to her. This may take awhile for this t blow over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-3101228945828335550?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/3101228945828335550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/3101228945828335550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/07/july-14-2010.html' title='July 14, 2010'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-8589404219821564968</id><published>2010-07-13T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T17:54:04.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>July 13, 2010 Tuesday</title><content type='html'>I have a lot of catching up to do. My school took a couple of my classes away that I already took at another college, and now I have to catch up in Pathology 1. Now I wanted my book to come next day air ups and I still have not gotten it. Ups says they are having mechanical problems. So I have to sit around and wait for them tomorrow. I think I may be behind two weeks in the pathology class. But I will catch up as long as my other two classes are where they suppose to be. Man I have been feeling weak. I don't know why. I am thinking it is my anemia because I been getting my friend twice a month instead of once a month. Every time I try to do something, it feels like I am going to pass out and my son has been helping me with almost everything. He even baked chicken although I had to force myself up to put the seasoning on it so he does not drown the chicken. I am doubling up on my dose of iron pills and hopefully I will get better soon. well I am gonna go back to sleep for the hundredth time until the iron pills start to work. Be back a little later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-8589404219821564968?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8589404219821564968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8589404219821564968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/07/july-13-2010-tuesday.html' title='July 13, 2010 Tuesday'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-4029923626395510395</id><published>2010-07-11T11:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T11:26:31.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trippin</title><content type='html'>My step dad walks to my house today waking me and my son. So I had my son go an talk to him while I go wake myself up. I could have missed him because some idiot neighbor broke my bell. Fed Ex came and said that my phone was off and that my door bell was the only one damaged.I think one of the neighbors got pissed because I told the landlord on their dumbasses. I tried to let my son talk to his grandmother. Now her yahoo status said hi how are you or something like that but when my baby said hi to her, her ass changed her status to stepped out. So I just told my son that she has a problem with me and taking it out on him. But I won't say shit to her ass since she wants to be like that with my son. I am used to it cause growing up they acted like I was an alien or something. So now thyey doing it to my son. I had to tell my son one day, dont trust this family with your secrets because they will use it against him.Or when he gets old enough to tell them to fuck off they gonna change on him and probably beat him and throw him out in the street. But her ass aint gotta worry about me or him yahooing her ass again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-4029923626395510395?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4029923626395510395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4029923626395510395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/07/trippin.html' title='Trippin'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-1662686411633441034</id><published>2010-07-07T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T19:23:28.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is going on today?</title><content type='html'>The police was blocking my street today. I didn't see or hear anyone get shot. They have  been out there since about 12 pm when I first saw them. Internet keeps acting up while I am trying to do my school work. I was suppose to go to my mom house to use the internet that my laptop can pick up over there. She said I could use it but I didn't go because I don't want a confrontation with her because she may say she forgot. So I am gonna try and stick it out with the signal I got over here but it keeps going in and out. It is thundering outside so maybe it will cool down some. It is very hot in this house and I have not been grocery shopping yet because of the heat. I am also still job hunting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-1662686411633441034?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/1662686411633441034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/1662686411633441034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-is-going-on-today.html' title='What is going on today?'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-2298811986237851083</id><published>2010-07-06T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T13:52:25.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To the person who made the comment in my email, named Shelly.</title><content type='html'>Shelly, I understand when you say that family comes before anyone. Sometimes, the way I get treated by my family is hard to look at it that way. I love my mother and I kinda love my step dad. But things happened in the past that I can not seem to forget and then the way I get treated now is why I am like this. My mom can be the sweetest person you wanna know, but then sometimes she can turn into something awful when she is pissed off. I guess that is what makes us human. We all get angry. I just was pissed, Shelly because here is my step dad running to my mother like a little bitch, crying "Gwen put on the dry ease board that I have to wash my hands before touching her food and don't touch her ice cream." So my mom got mad at me. I have no idea why. She tells us to wash our hands before we come into her kitchen and I think that should go for his funky ass as well. My grammy hates germs. She started me to bathe in bleach. My grammy don't give a fuck who you are, she will tell you to wash your hands in a minute and you better not have nothing to say about it. That is where I get it from I guess and the fact that I am studying all this bacteria and disease in school. That stuff is scary and I don't want my son or myself to have to deal with that. So I wrote it on the board. I will also tell his ass again if I am over there and I buy food for me and my son to eat. If you want some, no problem, just wash your hands first. If I say not to touch my stuff I mean it. Now if that happens again like how they did my ice cream, I am gonna go back to the old Gwen and end up in jail over some goddamn ice cream because it is the principle of the whole thing. He don't want me touching his stuff but you wanna touch mine. I may just tell him to not touch my shit period. But Shelly, you have to understand what kind of person I am sometimes. I can be a tit for tat kind of person and sometimes I can let stuff go. I was pissed because no one is gonna worry about my and my son's life life me so I have to make it clear about things that enter our bodies. No one cares but me so I have to be the one to step up when it comes to me and my son's health. No I am not mad any more, but when it comes to my food or anything like that, I will continue to tell him to wash his hands or don't touch shit and I don't care if he runs back to my mom. I am gonna still freakin say it. Thanks for your email Shelly and next time, please comment on my blog. And I do want to say that family should be like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-2298811986237851083?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2298811986237851083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2298811986237851083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-person-who-made-comment-in-my-email.html' title='To the person who made the comment in my email, named Shelly.'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-7233120239323879317</id><published>2010-07-05T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T18:41:45.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IT WAS TOO HOT</title><content type='html'>We made it to Family Dollar, but after walking those blocks and walking back and pulling that cart up three no I'm sorry four flights of stairs, we didn't even get to the grocery store. I called them and said I will be there tomorrow when they open. I refuse to have me and my son walk 10 to 12 blocks in this hot sun and carry those bags up those stairs. So I broke down and used my emergency busfare money and ordered us food. Then when it gets dark out and cooler, I am going to mop. Then if this internet will act right, I can start on my school work. I just got a voice mail that my mom said it was okay if we got to hot over here. I think we are going to tough it out. I feel we overstayed our welcome. If my son has attack, hopefully not because I try to make him sit down and drink water all day, but then I will go over there or just drop him off. I forgot to get his fan from Family Dollar but I am not walking way back there. He has a fan in his room that goes in the window. I put the oscillating fan in the front room and the last one is in my room. I think I am going to have my son call his grandma and ask her for his asthma pump. Well I am going to put my feet up for awhile before I start classes and try to chill out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-7233120239323879317?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7233120239323879317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7233120239323879317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-was-too-hot.html' title='IT WAS TOO HOT'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-5232257200439502210</id><published>2010-07-05T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T10:41:03.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Okay</title><content type='html'>So I didnt get up early like I wanted to. Now we have to go to two Stores in the heat. First Family Dollar. Then Walgreens. Then the grocery store. So thats 3 places not 2. Then we have to get on the bus to Aldi. We are gonna be hot. Wish we had an air conditioned car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-5232257200439502210?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5232257200439502210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5232257200439502210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-okay.html' title='Well Okay'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-835169285894331803</id><published>2010-07-05T00:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T00:45:06.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Home1111</title><content type='html'>Well back at home I am. I must admit, me and my son miss my mother's air conditioner. I need to go and see if I can find one tonight. While my son is sleeping, I am preparing for the trip to the grocery store tomorrow. The store is open at 8 near me and they deliver for free. Then its either on to see if there is any fans at walgreens or see if I can get a nice air conditioner. Then when we are done with that, we have to go to my mom's house and get the rest of my school books and get started. Oh it has been hot. Me and my son did not want to eat much. I think I am gonna get another oven tomorrow. Mine caught on fire. Well I cant wait until school starts again. I have no idea how I am getting internet. I thought all of the free wireless were near my mom's house. But I found a hotspot. I worry a little though. I hear they can be dangerous to use. Well goodnight everyone. I am watching Dave Chappelle. He is keeping my mind off things that are going on. He is so damn funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-835169285894331803?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/835169285894331803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/835169285894331803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-home1111.html' title='Im Home1111'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-2170946410597991169</id><published>2010-07-03T20:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T22:00:33.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>People Being Disrespectful!!</title><content type='html'>I am so sick and tired of people! Now my mom asked me if she can take my son to Walgreens. I said okay. She said that they were going to walk there and come back or go on to Jewel's. Her ass takes my son all the way Downtown. Now she wanted us to go home today. I told her ass last night that me and my son was gonna take some stuff home by hand and bring back the shopping cart to get the rest. She said okay. This why I don't let no one take him anywhere. They are so disrespectful. When I call, they don't want to answer the phone. When I call my son's phone, they tell him not to answer it. That is the type of shit that pisses me off. But no more. I am going to get a good workout now because if the grandmother wants to do school with him, I am going to walk him there and comeback and pick him up. That's It. If I find out if my son has been around his trampy stuck up ass aunt, I am going to really be pissed off. I have had it with the disrespectfulness. She makes breakfast for everyone but me and want to use up all of my bread. See someone told me to be nice and at where it's got me. I been toning down the cursing people the hell out. Walking it off. But I see I have to go back to being a tell you off in a minute type bitch and start whooping some ass again. This shit is pissing me the fuck off. But they will see one day when the karma tornado hit their asses. People always look for me to apologize but they cant apologize to me. They rather stand there and act dumb like why I have an attitude. I am done!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-2170946410597991169?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2170946410597991169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2170946410597991169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/07/people-being-disrespectful.html' title='People Being Disrespectful!!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-1305619991332747008</id><published>2010-07-01T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T12:34:17.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Patiently Waiting</title><content type='html'>Now I told you the story of what happened yesterday about my mom being funny, right? Now I said don't touch my ice cream. Then late last night my mom wants to wait until there were two left to tell me that she was taking one. Then I get up today and its all gone. Now when they bring pops and stuff in the house and I go messing with their stuff they would be ready to fight. But they claim to be god fearing Christians. They are gonna get theirs. Am I gonna touch their stuff? No. I am not going to do anything. In the past I would fight and get back at them in a whole bunch of ways. But you know what? I am going to sit and wait patiently to what may happen to them cause Karma is there. Karma has got me, too. I hope nothing bad happens but something will happen cause they were wrong. You know parents should not abuse their kids and do numerous things to harm them cause the child will never forget it. So all I have to say is I hope her other daughter takes care of her when she gets ill. Because I am not dealing with it. I would just put her in a home before I help someone who has been nothing but mean to me. And as for my step dad, he is close to dying anyway and I hope his daughter Timika takes care of him because I'm not. Yeah My mom has been there for me but I am starting to think that she is just doing it somethings because she is my mother and not because she loves or care about me. And no I have not asked her about the computer for class yet. I usually write emails to her because I don't want to deal with the fall out, but I am gonna approach her like a real woman and asker her today. Like I said before she could say yes or no. But I am going to stay clear of her as far as being talkie talkie with her. I am tired of the phoneyness and the favoritism in this family. As my mother I am gonna respect her. But that is not going to stop me from saying how I feel on certain situations. That is why I am moving away. I was on Facebook asking people what is a good place in the United States to start over. I have not picked a place but I will because I think that in order for me to truly get away from people who truly do not love you, is to let them go completely. I hope that I find work soon here in Chicago so I can save up to move away in about 5 years maybe earlier. Once I get a job I won't be a bother or a burden to them or anyone. Hope someone hires me soon. Well I am going got to see if there are any job fairs in my area. Yes I am venting a bit. I buy groceries for the house and all I ask were to wash your hands before touching the food especially that me and my child have to eat. And to not touch the foods that I bought that I really like but they wanna eat your shit and tell you you cant touch theirs but you know what, its gonna come back like I said and I know this because this stepdaughter kind of did a similar thing. She had the light company turn off her step mother's lights and told the people that she was not suppose to live their cause her dad left her the house. Well, not long after that she had a massive stroke that cause her to be put in a home not able to walk, talk, and care for herself. So I guess that is why I toned down some cause I can be an evil dirty bitch if I wanted to. The reason I choose not to is because like that step daughter that had a massive stroke, for doing dirt its gonna come back on them. I rather put all of my energy in finishing school and provide a better life as a single mom for my handsome son. MY health is not good either and it does not make sense to you the little energy I have on stupid, or crazy people that want to see you down and not go anywhere. So I am going to concentrate on me and mine. And leave foolishness alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-1305619991332747008?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/1305619991332747008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/1305619991332747008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/07/patiently-waiting.html' title='Patiently Waiting'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-8384420251148974559</id><published>2010-06-30T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T19:50:15.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>People Are A Trip</title><content type='html'>So my mom came home acting funny and told me to go home this weekend. So I'm like okay. So what happen is my step dad don't like to wash his hands after using the bathroom, handling the animals, and cleaning the cat box. He walks around the house scratching his dick sometimes and heads straight for the kitchen. Then another thing that pisses me off is he wants to eat up me and my son's food off link but when he gets stuff, he don't want me to touch it or he make it very clear that it is his. So today, I wrote on this ease dry board my mom has hanging in the kitchen. I simply said do not touch my ice cream and if you wanna eat the food that I bring in the house, simply wash your hands if you dont wanna do that then don't touch it. It has got to a point that I have to tell my son not to let his grand dad fix his food or cook for him. I don't want fucking fecal - oral diseases and toxoplasmosis from cat shit. I don't want parasites. I don't want my son to have that shit either. I have illnesses that I am trying to control right now like lupus, slow healing wound, anemia, lungs, a whole bunch of shit that I deal with. But my mom either just don't get it or just don't give a shit. She is almost always picking my step dad over me. So whatever, she wants me to leave I will fuckin leave. I don't get why she makes sure that she says to me and my son, "wash your hands before you eat." But when it comes to my step dad, he can cough over the food without covering his mouth. And sometimes you can just see the spit flying out of his mouth over the food or in someone's face. She won't step up and tell his ass to cover his fuckin mouth or wash his goddamn hands. But this is his house. I wont say shit to them no more since they want to be funny. This is her house, if she wants me and my son to leave then fine I will. I will ask her if I can come use the internet for school and if she says no then I guess she does not want her daughter to succeed in life. I'm an always the one that will bend over backwards for her. Her other daughter helps her too but she is always giving my mom lip when my mom ask her to do something. Me, I am always there to do it. No lip, nothing. But I am going to just distance myself from them like I did my other so called family. If she lets me use the internet, fine. If not that is fine too. If she wants to continue to teach Lamar fine if not that is fine too. But I am not going to be all talkie talkie anymore I am done just do our school and leave. If she wants someone around her like that then they can be together. But I will continue to tell his ass to wash his hands and cover his mouth or don't touch my stuff if I don't want him to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-8384420251148974559?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8384420251148974559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8384420251148974559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/06/people-are-trip.html' title='People Are A Trip'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-9114105411346041785</id><published>2010-06-23T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T14:16:29.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If Anyone is Interested</title><content type='html'>So someone from the Palmer House Hilton called me today for an interview. I was like wow. It's about time someone gave me a call. But the job was night cleaner. I have no problems with working nights it was the job description. It was my fault because I only read part of it when I applied. They wanted things that I never did like buffing and other things. I told the lady that and she was very understanding. She said that a lot of people think that the position is the same as room attendant. So she said that she was going to talk to the lady who was hiring for room attendant today. So if anyone is interested and is willing to work Night Cleaner position for this hotel, just go to hiltonfamily.jobs and fill out the application if you live in Chicago. Then call Dorothy Smith at 312 726 7500 and let her know that you read the description, applied  and would like to know if he would interview you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-9114105411346041785?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/9114105411346041785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/9114105411346041785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-anyone-is-interested.html' title='If Anyone is Interested'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-7276547453914253716</id><published>2010-06-22T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:43:21.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Has Something Changed?</title><content type='html'>Now I have been looking for another job for several months now, and still no job. I took some people's advice on how I can maybe get the recruiter's attention. I gave my resume a complete make over. I even made a resume that fit the job's description for each that I applied. I type cover letters for each position. I am not on facebook drunk and showing nude pictures, lol. I called the recruiters with interest for the job positions and they all keep saying someone will give me a call if my application meets the minimum requirements. Now back in the day, if I called to let the recruiter know that I applied for a job some time ago and was still interested if the job was available, they would ask me to come on in to meet them and for an interview. Now if you do it, they say they can't give me the status. Or, do not call or email them back once the application was completed. If there are any recruiters reading this, Can you tell me why they stopped all of that, please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-7276547453914253716?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7276547453914253716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7276547453914253716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/06/has-something-changed.html' title='Has Something Changed?'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-5213398560394376226</id><published>2010-06-21T15:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T15:20:16.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!!!!!! I passed ALL of my classes. Hooray!!! *doing cartwheels*</title><content type='html'>I passed the algebra class along with the other two classes that I already knew I was fine in. I am glad that is over. I have a small break before I start again. I think I may be in school for awhile because I want to get my associates in Medical Lab Technician. The reason I am getting two is because If I need to find a job again and it is hard like it is now, I can apply for two things that I have training in and have the other experiences that I have. Cause it is hard as hell out there now. But I PASSED. I am still a bit hurt though. I was great in math in grammer and highschool. I forgot everything. Now I know that I need training every once in awhile or constantly to keep up with what I learned. I am still proud of me as I wait for my next classes to start.&lt;br /&gt;SEE YA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-5213398560394376226?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5213398560394376226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5213398560394376226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/06/yay-i-passed-all-of-my-classes-hooray.html' title='YAY!!!!!! I passed ALL of my classes. Hooray!!! *doing cartwheels*'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-8758415272697900203</id><published>2010-06-20T21:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T21:10:02.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma is going to be a real bitch. Trust me I know.</title><content type='html'>Me and my friend was chatting about our ex and we were saying how they think they can hurt us and they can have a happy life. Now I met my ex in early 2000. I was 19 but I told him I was older. Everything was going okay at the beginning.He had just started working for the Chicago Transit Authority. They had him going into work at all times of night. He didn't have a car then so he used that and his job as an excuse for not making our date or coming to see me. He always used to say how pretty I was and he was so touchy feely. I used to wonder, if I was that, why he didn't let me meet his mom or family and friends. He basicly treated me like I was a mistress and kept feeding me lies that I believed. My ex was and still is a womanizer. He knows how to make you feel loved while he is loving someone else behind your back. I found out that he slept with the biggest whore of all CTA. Her name is Kali. From what I hear, she left with bus operators and supervisors of all the CTA garages in Chicago. This was later in years when I found out. I also heard that he had other women at the CTA too and a couple of passengers that he would pick up on the #151 and the #22 bus that he was operating. I still think that he slept with the whore Angie, another slut from the CTA. Do you know this bitch had the nerve to get my number from Elliot and threaten to come to my house and whip my ass. Me and my aunt checked that bitch and she stopped calling. All through me and my ex's relationship, he was always acting jealous and calling me a liar. Telling me he don't lie at all and that he never cheated on anyone. I told him that if he is always accusing me of lying that maybe he is lying to me about something an constantly accusing me all the time of lying is just letting me know that he is lying to me about something. Did you follow that? lol. He use to always look at other women while we were together and saying something mean about the girl to make it seem like he wasn't looking at her like that. lmao. He always used me for money and he had a better job than me. When my leg was injured, he would never come and visit me in the hospital. He would say that he was busy. The only time he would come to the hospital, is when I would bitch at him or i would guilt it out of him. He always forgot my birthday. We never went out. All we did was have sex. I was the one always asking him when he was coming over. Then after I broke into his email, everything changed. I read an email of him talking to the woman who he is now married to. Saying that he was in love and wanted to really be with her. Then later on I found out that he had a baby with her that he denied all the years that we been together. So I cut of sex with him and I just wasn't interested anymore. When he would say that he was going some where and that he would be back, I would say okay. And when he left. I left. I mean if he can play I can too, right? So I started seeing people. I would not have sex with them until I new that me and El were officially over. But I was not gonna sit and wait for him. I was out the house and he started getting pissed and started asking me where I was going and who I was seeing. lol It was a trip on how things switched like that. Now, here I am not giving a fuck one way or another and he is steady calling me and asking me to come to his house. I would tell him okay and I would come but I would have something to do or just go on home. He would be angry with me. I am like you did it to me and you asked me to be patient so be patient with me, but i knew that it was not going to change. He lied about the baby and he lied about his wife and we been together 10 years. So I had no feelings towards him anymore. I told him that it would be best to not speak to each other anymore. If he saw me on the bus, I told him don't even bother to speak. I knew it and my heart new that I was totally done with him. While i was forgetting about him, he yahoo me asking me how I was feeling cause I said I was in pain. I told him I was okay and he kept trying to chat ending every sentence with I know we are suppose to talk anymore. I finally told hime that I was erasing his yahoo from my list and that he should erase mine so we can be officially over. But I don't think he did of both of my yahoo accounts. I got rid of him though. So he got married and afterwards, he text me asking me if my pussy was still tight and other nasty things he left in text messages on my phone. I told him that we are through and I thought that we agreed on not speaking to each other ever. Then I said to leave me alone. He then had the nerve to say, you must really be mad at me. I then went to his wife's myspace page and asked her to tell her husband to leave me alone. The bastard gonna lie about it and try to make me look like I was crazy and Im the one that told him to leave me alone. Here he is starting his marriage out with lies. The man is a crazy liar that wants to have his wife and other women. But, he will get his for all that he did to me and others. It may come slowly, or come fast but its coming and it will come hard and when it does I wont feel sorry for him one bit. Oh, this the short version. Maybe one day I will give you the whole story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-8758415272697900203?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8758415272697900203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8758415272697900203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/06/karma-is-going-to-be-real-bitch-trust.html' title='Karma is going to be a real bitch. Trust me I know.'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-5234657655523610755</id><published>2010-06-18T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T19:45:23.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>Well today and yesterday I have been doing my final assignments. I have been stopping and going. The math I have not started yet. I need a certain amount of points and I pass the class. I am nervous because if I don't get those points, I have to take the class over again. I was going to quit but two people helped me get over my little fear and I decided to go on and try it. I was a bit scared when the storms hit my area. The lights kept flickering and I'm thinking, that's all I need now is for the electricity to go out and this work has to be turned in my midnight tonight.&lt;br /&gt;All I have now is the math to do. I did pretty good on the quiz. Now I am hoping I do the same on the exam. Well let me get to it. I don't have much time left. I will tell you how it goes. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-5234657655523610755?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5234657655523610755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5234657655523610755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-212982464375147390</id><published>2010-06-10T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T21:02:05.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight</title><content type='html'>Well. I helped my mommy out today and I am happy that I could be of assistance. Everyone have a good full belly. Which is why I am gong to listen to my mom about my earlier post. Because I love cooking for people especially when it can help someone out and everyone is full. But I still don't like how my step dad does, but I like it when my mom is happy. So we are going to finish our night with a full stomach until tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-212982464375147390?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/212982464375147390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/212982464375147390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/06/goodnight.html' title='Goodnight'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-301638950728535769</id><published>2010-06-10T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T11:03:08.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Kinda Feel Bad But They Don't Feel That Way About Me So....</title><content type='html'>So I have been staying at my mom's house for some days and my step dad has not changed. Now this is how my step dad is. He will eat up your junk food and drink all of your pop or juice but when you go into his pop and juice and food, he will say "who been in my pop?" Or "this my juice!" When I first got here, I didn't eat for a few days because I didn't want to go off on my step dad if he yelled at me for touching his stuff. So I patiently waited for my money and spent over 200.00 on food. And guess what? I did what he did. I put my food to the side, told him to leave my pop alone, told him to stay out of my bread. He sat out hot dogs and I put them back in the freezer. And another thing. He does not like to cover his mouth or wash his hands which is the main reason I hide and put up food that I buy like bread or anything that is not wrapped. My mom said that I shouldn't do that because he do it. But I don't agree. I think that if you want to be stingy, then I can too. And if you touch food that I am buying that me and my son have to put in our systems, then cover your mouth when you cough and wash your hands when you use the bathroom and play with the animals because I don't want my son, mom, and I to get some fecal oral disease. And as I am writing this, I am starting to feel like I should not feel bad, but I guess I do cause my mom taught us to share and to do right and I feel a bit guilty but my baby's health and mine comes first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-301638950728535769?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/301638950728535769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/301638950728535769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-kinda-feel-bad-but-they-dont-feel.html' title='I Kinda Feel Bad But They Don&apos;t Feel That Way About Me So....'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-6225324575737303960</id><published>2010-06-08T19:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T19:51:22.009-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another Post</title><content type='html'>Guess what? I passed my math quiz but didn't turn in the work on time so my grade will still be low. :( I have not really concentrated on anything because I have been job hunting and checking emails instead of doing my work. I am still doing good on the other work but I think that I have an understanding that I would have to take the class over. Hopefully I can concentrate better. Another thing I have been having a problem with is acne. WTF?! I have been having clear skin growing up and up until now. Now where is this coming from? Some people tells me it is stress and the fried foods that I love to eat. I also have to drink more water. Others say I may be allergic to the facial products that I am using. I have been using cold cream which makes my skin soft and smooth feeling until I got the acne that I would like to get rid of. I have been doing apps all day and I am getting a little sad. No one hires me and many others that I talked to. I really want to stay away from security. My first security job was a trip. It was fun sometimes and scary others lol. I am close to to being sad but for some reason, I perk back up. I keep telling myself that it will work out. Well I will check back with emails and voice mails tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-6225324575737303960?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6225324575737303960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6225324575737303960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-another-post.html' title='Just another Post'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-3209064242480249428</id><published>2010-06-06T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T11:45:45.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun With Mom</title><content type='html'>I had fun with my mom last night. We sat and watch a movie called Phat Girlz. We laughed and talked and I didn't get much work done though.  am still sitting and talking with my mom. I am about to try to start on it again. We had a good breakfast and now we are just sitting and talking. This is what I like. Getting along and just chillaxin'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-3209064242480249428?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/3209064242480249428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/3209064242480249428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/06/fun-with-mom.html' title='Fun With Mom'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-5104243147980451096</id><published>2010-06-05T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T15:44:36.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Feeling to Happy Today</title><content type='html'>I just got through watching 11 episodes of "1 Liter of Tears" and I cried through all of them. It is about this Japanese girl who was 15 years old with a horrible disease. She was very active and always happy and caring of others. Then she started getting signs and symptoms of a brain disorder that deals with the cerebellum. It happened so fast that one day she was active and the next she was in a wheelchair. Her family and friends were there for her. They did not judge her. They were really nice to her. Not spreading her business around to humiliate her, they were a very caring family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel so down. I think about all the illnesses I been through and how my family reacted. I had blood clots for most of my young life which destroyed my veins in the left leg leaving a wound that is hard to heal. I could get surgery, but I am afraid that it will not go well and end up having another wound to try and heal and skin graphing did not help either. Then the lupus. I can lose my mobility just like that girl in the show. Sometimes I am angry because I didn't get a chance to do things I like, like going to driving school and getting my license and having a car instead of relying on people to take me places. But my mother's other daughter get to see how it feels to drive and go when she feels like it. In the rain, in the snow, in the heat. But my mom never did this for me and I wonder why. She get one daughter license and not the other. Now with lupus, anemia, failing right lung from smoking, injury to my left leg, anemia, and more I could use a car myself to pick up and take my son where he needs to be, do laundry, and go to the store. Oh well maybe I won't drive in this life I guess, I will continue to do things as I always did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still looking for work and most places you need a car and I don't have license so I continue to do things on public transportation. Maybe one day I can get my license myself since my mom chose not to when I was teenager like she did for her other daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am behind on my work again but it's not just math this time, it's everything. I guess I have started to become depressed after watching that show I realize that if I get sicker, I can be like that girl. I guess I will perk up a bit later. Maybe after I catch up, I will do something funny or watch something funny. I am trying to be in a good mood for my mom since it is just me, her, and my son this weekend. I am really trying because she is in such a good mood and I do not want to spoil it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-5104243147980451096?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5104243147980451096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5104243147980451096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-not-feeling-to-happy-today.html' title='I&apos;m Not Feeling to Happy Today'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-497133350402729102</id><published>2010-06-02T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T16:51:13.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why people say that they Praise God and act worst than the people who they call sinners?</title><content type='html'>Christians, Jehovah's Witnesses, Catholics and more really get to me, some of them. Now I don't worship or fear any god, but I still try to live a life that is right. I have been told that I was going to hell by a Jehovah' Witness because of the life I live. I was told this because I am friends with anyone. I don't care if you are gay, lesbian, transsexual, practice witchcraft, I don't care. If you are cool with me and we click, all that other stuff does not matter. I hear Christians say the only judge is god. But I hear Christians and Witnesses judging people all day long. I see people who say they are the child of god commit adultery, rape, lie, cheat, and steal. But quick to judge people that do the very same things that they do and that they are going to hell. Can anyone explain to me what is suppose to be right by this god that you praise so much and why are you doing things so wrong? I think that these people do the things that their god says that is wrong cause they feel they are getting into heaven anyway just because they worship him or are baptized. I really would like to know why do these groups do this. And the number one thing that they like to do is argue me down about if there is a god or not. They ask me "Well how you do you know if there is no god?" And I'm like and how the hell you know that there is? Anyway, I would love to hear what you have to say about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-497133350402729102?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/497133350402729102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/497133350402729102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-people-say-that-they-praise-god-and.html' title='Why people say that they Praise God and act worst than the people who they call sinners?'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-6939600001338174223</id><published>2010-05-31T21:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:28:57.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritated  Sometimes</title><content type='html'>Sometimes people do things that irritate the fuck out of me and I'm sure that I irritate the fuck out of some people. I have been spending the Memorial Day by myself today. My mom had her other daughter came over and her husband. Which it was nice to see and hear my mom happy for a change. So my mom, step dad, her other daughter and hubby was here talking and laughing. My son has a buddy to play video games with all day so everyone was happy except for me. I had to finish work that should have been turned in last night. I have not been eating right since I have been at my mom's house and today I have not had anything to eat at all. So I finished some more of my work and decided that I was gonna go to the gas station and get some junk. I locked the door so that my mother and step dad can be safe and it was off to the store I went with my son. After spending like what seemed like more than ten minutes just to get my stuff, I finally got it and me and my son walked back to the house. I get to the door, (and here is the irritating part) and tried to unlock the door. When I finally got the door open, this dumb ass (my step dad) is just standing there looking at us while we tried to get in instead of opening the door. And he wonders why I don't get up and let him in. I used to but I don't anymore. He always hollering,"use your key", so I just sit there and be like, use your key. I am glad that no one was after me and my son while I was trying to find the key cause we would have been fucked up. Besides all of that little bit of drama, my day has been ok even if I didn't have the bar b que.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-6939600001338174223?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6939600001338174223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6939600001338174223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/05/iritated-sometimes.html' title='Irritated  Sometimes'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-2198133819924989723</id><published>2010-05-31T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T16:46:09.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All the work I have to and here I am again</title><content type='html'>How many of you have that one family member that you just do not want to be around, PERIOD! I know that everyone in the world has at least one. Well I have three. I'm up here talking about people who I don't want to be around in my family and there could be family members who do not want to be around me. Well one of the family members that I don't want to be around just showed up with her husband. Then my mom, who is always the peacemaker or try to be says, "your sister is here". I am like rolling my eyes because I could have sworn that I did not want to speak to that bitch ever again in this life. So anyway, I didn't say anything to her and she came in the room but said nothing either. Her husband spoke and I kind just acted like I didn't hear him. So now I am in my son's room doing work, well suppose to be doing work while they are sitting in there visiting with my mom. Oh and I actually have four people that I stay away from in my family not three. If I did not have so much work to do, I would have went to a friend's house. My mom always say that its a shame how are family do not stick together sometimes, but I think that is almost all families that have that special someone to always start shit or piss you off bad enough that you cant even be around them. I used to sit and watch the news and wonder, how could that boy kill his own parents or why did a sister kill the other one and they are suppose to love and care about one another. Now I know why they do it. Cause sometimes family can take you there it's up to you to stop and think before you end up killing their assess. Me, when I get angry enough, I could wish a person was dead, but I wouldn't take a life of my family. I would just stay the hell away from them until I cool off or keep away from them period. Well enjoy your holidays with your families and eat a piece of rib for me. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-2198133819924989723?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2198133819924989723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2198133819924989723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/05/all-work-i-have-to-and-here-i-am-again.html' title='All the work I have to and here I am again'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-4979746516394846553</id><published>2010-05-31T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T14:13:45.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay</title><content type='html'>So I had two dreams. One last night and one before that. The one before last night was about my ex boyfriend and his wife. It was not anything bad, but it was him arguing with me and his wife being friendly. Then last night, I had another dream about my ex, but his wife did not look anything like his wife in real life or in the other dream. And this time, they both were attacking me, lol. I am like is the dream telling me that he is cheating on his wife with someone else or is he planning on leaving her for someone in the future. These dreams are crazy and I wish they would stop, NOW! And why am I having the dreams any way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-4979746516394846553?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4979746516394846553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4979746516394846553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/05/okay.html' title='Okay'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-5327096933210161738</id><published>2010-05-25T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T20:35:15.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrrrr!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, I was turned down from another job. I still have to do this certification today though for this other one. I have not started yet. I guess I should get the hell off of here and hop to it, huh? I think I will be taking the algebra class over. No, I know I will be taking algebra over again. That sucks. For some reason, I don't feel down at all. Im failing a class miserably and I dont have another job yet and I feel kinda okay. Well, I just have to keep trying. Well if you Chicagoans hear something about any openings, hit a sista up. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-5327096933210161738?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5327096933210161738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/5327096933210161738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/05/grrrrr.html' title='Grrrrr!!!!!!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-6418408241595328875</id><published>2010-05-23T01:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T01:20:52.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi! :) :) :) :) Info for those looking for work.</title><content type='html'>I have decided to put the rest of this work up for later, well, the algebra part. So how has everyone been? Keep your fingers crossed for me next week. Maybe someone will give me a call. I did not get a chance to go online and fill out more apps but I do have something that I want to share with you. Well, I know that many of you are looking for a job, right? I know most would take any job that they can get their hands on. I came across some work at home jobs that seem to be legit. I filled out apps, but I did not get not a one. If you are interested, you can go to the websites I am going to leave for you below. These work at home agencies interview you and if you qualify for the position, you will be hired to work at home for well known companies. Some companies to name are Sprint, J crew, Triple A, Internal Revenue Service, Meijer, and more.&lt;br /&gt;Just go to the websites below and fill out an app or do research on them if you like. I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIP DESK &lt;a href="http://www.vipdesk.com/info/default.asp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alpine Access &lt;a href="http://www.alpineaccess.com/en/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liveops &lt;a href="http://www.liveops.com/?gclid=COLOzMnN56ECFRAeDQodAlT4Vg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud 10 &lt;a href="http://www.cloud10corp.com/index.php?home_career"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just some of them. I have to find the others and put them on later.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-6418408241595328875?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6418408241595328875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6418408241595328875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/05/hi-info-for-those-looking-for-work.html' title='Hi! :) :) :) :) Info for those looking for work.'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-8193061236010982993</id><published>2010-05-20T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T16:54:37.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Everyone!!!</title><content type='html'>I think my allergies are kicking my ass. Eyes itchy and watery. It is irritating. I cant do anything without my nose running. I am watching "The People's Court" trying to watch for the contest word. I already have Judge Mathis. I am thinking of spending the day and night at my mom's house tomorrow, but I know if I get there, I am going to be talkative and won't get any work done. I am thinking of what to cook for dinner, but I am about to make a box cake because I have a taste for something sweet. I don't have any milk to drink with it, but I do have box milk. Has anyone tried to drink box milk before. I usually use it to cook with when I run out of milk. I am going to fry me some boneless fish and make a fish sandwich with veggies. And a tall cup of kool aid and I'm getting ready for my radio talk show tonight. I am still checking my emails and job hunting. Taking all of these test. Some say they grade you and some say that they do not. I had a fun test though for the Marriott. It was so fun. I had to look at pictures and see what was missing out the pics and I have to get them right. I know I missed a few. I filled out this one app for a hotel and that app was long as hell! I think it had to be like 30 pages long. Then after I took the time to fill all of that out, I got an email saying they were sorry I was not the right candidate for the position. Sucks. I really don't like Taleo's test. I try to be honest and I am never called back. One of my friends say you have to lie on those things. I don't know, I try to be honest. Well, I guess I am going to go get to that cake. I will be back on a little later. Bye :0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-8193061236010982993?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8193061236010982993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8193061236010982993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-everyone.html' title='Hello Everyone!!!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-850269414313506361</id><published>2010-05-19T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T16:35:40.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone. Okay so I woke up early this afternoon, and with soap still on my face, I checked my email from one of the hospitals that I applied and they gave me a test to take. I guess its like the second part of the application. Well anyway, it said I passed. So I am waiting, looking at my emails and have the phone by me and everything because I really have to get back to work. Well the position is a housekeeping position at this one hospital that I applied. I bet some of you are like a housekeeping job ain't nothing. Well guess what, It's a damn job!. Not only that it's a job that I would proudly take right now, but I am also in school to get a better job down the line. And do I dare say it? Yes the ones that may be judging the job position is probably sitting at home with no job at all. The way everything is right now, you are lucky to get a job at freaking Mc Donald's. So yes I am happy.I hope that others out there can hurry and find a job so they can provide for their families. My websites are up but not doing so well because of the recession. But a couple of years ago, my sites have been doing great. I wish it can go back to how it was. Maybe in time, huh? Well everyone, I was surfing the net while job hunting late last night, and I found this site that lets you have a radio talk show. Its cool. I think I am going to try it out since they have a free option. The other two options you have to pay. So you may be hearing my voice soon On my blog. I like typing too so I may still type my thoughts on this blog but there is a chance that it will be video of me and this radio widget that I may use. It seems like fun. The problem is that I am going to school full time and I am looking for full time work so I don't know if it would even last long. Has anyone tried it? It is called radioblogtalk.com. And I just want to say that when I came up with the name "Blog Talk", I didn't know that they had it too. So I am not trying to copy. Just so you know. Well I just want to know if anyone tried the free version of radioblogtalk.com and if so, can you please leave comments on how you like it. And tell us if I should go ahead and get the paid version or stick with the free version. I won't be able to do the paid version until I get a job of course but just want to know. Thank you guys so much. :) Well I am going to go and get something to eat and get started on my work. Bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-850269414313506361?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/850269414313506361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/850269414313506361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/05/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-7342531335298191182</id><published>2010-05-18T18:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T18:28:26.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated!!!</title><content type='html'>What is going on with the jobs here in Chicago?! I have been trying to find another job for the longest. I have applied everywhere and no one has called back yet. I even heard from a friend that now you need a high school diploma just to wash the dishes. She applied at some place to take the job washing dishes and they asked her if she had a diploma and she said no. They told her to come back when she has one. Just for washing dishes. My son washes dishes and he is going to the 6th grade. Well I guess being at home is kinds different. Lol. I am just going to keep looking. If anyone have any ideas or know a place that really needs someone, please leave it here in my blog because just like me, another person may need help looking for work. I appreciate it.:)&lt;br /&gt;Other than the job issues, I am doing pretty well in school. I can not wait until I finish so I can have something good in my background. I am so hungry. It is 6 pm and I have not had anything to eat yet. I been online all day and I think I am going to fix some pancakes, eggs, and bacon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-7342531335298191182?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7342531335298191182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7342531335298191182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/05/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated!!!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-4559347519488871386</id><published>2010-05-17T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T23:53:45.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching Wendy Williams</title><content type='html'>I am watching Wendy Williams right now. Do you watch her? Sometimes Wendy can be a trip. She always try to bust people out on stage. Lol. I think that just because she is comfortable about wearing fake hair and her age does not mean that people that are invited to the show want cameras all in their scalp and yelling out their ages. I seen some reactions to some of the stars that she did it to and you can tell they were kinda caught off guard. If it were me I would have to her to keep her hands out of my hair and I would have lied and said it was mine when it really isn't. I don't have to give that information. If people wanted everyone to know they were wearing fake hair, they wouldn't even try to hide the tracks they would just walk out the house with the tracks showing. Come on Wendy, you cant be doing that. And you need to stop it with the age thing. But I still love Wendy. Its like I am there at the show when I watch her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-4559347519488871386?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4559347519488871386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4559347519488871386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/05/watching-wendy-williams.html' title='Watching Wendy Williams'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-6739094037625097931</id><published>2010-05-17T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T18:13:41.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do You Think About This</title><content type='html'>I found this in Yahoo News. From some of the comments I read, alot of people were very upset with this and some were accepting. Here is one of my comments I posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Comment&lt;br /&gt;I dont think its entrapment what they are doing. Entrapment is when law enforcement or goverment agent deceives an INNOCENT person into committing a crime.that they had no prior intent on committing. From what I read above, it seems to me that the people they tricked were already criminals and they wanted to catch them. not innocent people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calif. agents use award ruse to reel in fugitives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buzz up!212 votes&lt;br /&gt;SendSharePrint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AP – Two at-large parolees lie on the floor of an auditorium after being arrested in a sting operation at …&lt;br /&gt;Slideshow:Immigration Reform Debate&lt;br /&gt;By DON THOMPSON, Associated Press Writer – Sun May 16, 6:38 am ET&lt;br /&gt;SACRAMENTO, Calif. – Dozens of California parole violators showed up to claim a very attractive offer: $200 and amnesty. And dozens of parole violators found themselves in handcuffs and, for most, headed back to prison.&lt;br /&gt;In a corrections department variation on the old bait-and-switch, officials set up an elaborate sting aimed at some of the more than 14,000 California ex-convicts who broke off contact with their parole agents, are suspected of committing new crimes or of violating terms of their parole.&lt;br /&gt;They used a website, an e-mail account, and appointed an agent to the fictitious post of "amnesty program director." They sent 2,700 letters to relatives of parolees-at-large advertising the reward and fake amnesty program.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't the first time law enforcement has relied on a ruse to collar offenders.&lt;br /&gt;In the past, agents have reeled in fugitives with fake notices that they had won cash or prizes but needed to show up at a certain location to collect.&lt;br /&gt;But this time it had some 21st century wrinkles.&lt;br /&gt;"Using the Web page and such is a new way to do it. We used to play on the greed, and now we're playing on the promise that they might be released from custody," said Tony Chaus, who runs the California Department of Corrections and Rehabilitation's Office of Correctional Safety.&lt;br /&gt;Corrections officials confirmed the ruse after The Associated Press learned of it independently.&lt;br /&gt;The offer had the hollow ring of truth, piggybacking on the state's colossal budget deficit and a bona fide state law that took effect in January.&lt;br /&gt;The law creates a new non-revocable parole for some offenders who are considered to be less dangerous. Those on non-revocable parole don't have to report to parole agents, are free to come and go as they please, and can't be sent back to prison unless they are convicted of a new crime.&lt;br /&gt;The fugitives were told they would either be put on non-revocable parole or discharged from parole entirely to help the state cut costs and prison crowding.&lt;br /&gt;"If you have received a letter, you are pre-qualified for Amnesty or Discharge," read the offer posted on the website. "Your warrant will be canceled and a $200.00 check will be issued.... A Non Revocable Parole card will be issued and you will be free to go."&lt;br /&gt;The amnesty ended Saturday, warned the website, and parolees-at-large were told they "must call for reservations."&lt;br /&gt;About 130 felons showed up at the Oakland parole office, some with family members in tow.&lt;br /&gt;They were told to wait in an auditorium until they could be taken, one at a time, to see a counselor. They were arrested as they got off an elevator and were soon en route to the Alameda County Jail.&lt;br /&gt;"I think they were pretty stunned, to be honest with you," Chaus said.&lt;br /&gt;Midway through the process, word filtered back to those waiting in the auditorium that it was a sting.&lt;br /&gt;"Things got pretty loud," said Chaus, and a dozen or more parolees escaped. Officers rushed in and arrested the remaining parolees without incident.&lt;br /&gt;Chaus said other parolees slipped away earlier Saturday and were allowed to leave for fear of revealing the sting prematurely.&lt;br /&gt;Seven fugitives who had received the letters were arrested before Saturday, including one who flew in from Tonga, when they arrived at the office to take advantage of the amnesty, he said.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, 81 of those who showed up were taken into custody.&lt;br /&gt;A few of those arrested might actually qualify for the non-revocable parole program, Chaus said. But his team targeted "the worst of the worst" for the sting: most are suspects in new crimes or have outstanding warrants beyond being in trouble as wayward parolees.&lt;br /&gt;Some lawmakers, victims' rights and law enforcement organizations have criticized the new non-revocable parole law for eliminating supervision for thousands of ex-convicts, some of whom served time for serious offenses.&lt;br /&gt;But half of the projected $200 million first-year savings is going back into reducing the number of offenders supervised by each parole agent from about 70-to-one to about 48-to-one.&lt;br /&gt;"We've chosen to focus on the real bad apples," said department spokesman Oscar Hidalgo. With the reduced caseload, "You're able to focus your attention and energy on those who are the highest risk."&lt;br /&gt;The department added about 40 employees and $300,000 worth of computer software to help find fugitive parolees — dead or alive. Since January, employees discovered that 673 parolees thought to be on the run had actually died.&lt;br /&gt;Another 2,244 are foreign nationals who now are believed to have been deported. Before Saturday, 433 fugitives had been arrested, nearly two-thirds of them sex offenders or considered to be dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;Getting those 3,350 ex-convicts off the "wanted" lists further reduces parole agents' remaining caseloads and saves the state money, Hidalgo said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-6739094037625097931?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6739094037625097931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6739094037625097931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-do-you-think-about-this.html' title='What Do You Think About This'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-6242836701364916188</id><published>2010-05-17T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T12:02:26.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Knows</title><content type='html'>So I have been sitting here thinking when I am suppose to do a paper, what if I design my own clothing line. I have many ideas to make my line not be like others. Its just I don't know where to start. How much money do I have to save, who would be my manufacturer? Can anyone help me with this information? I thought about having a wig line too. I wanted a wig line because, yes I wear them but I like to have weird colors in my hair and I don't like to keep putting dye and rinses in my hair so I wanted to get into that too. Well if anyone have any ideas, please help a girl out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-6242836701364916188?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6242836701364916188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6242836701364916188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/05/who-knows.html' title='Who Knows'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-8771903185818789356</id><published>2010-05-14T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T11:36:34.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Opinion</title><content type='html'>I have something that I really want to talk about. I want to talk about the illegal alien issue. Some might agree and some might disagree. I agree with Arizona and whoever else that agrees that illegal aliens should return to their home countries. I am not a racist. I have many friends of Hispanic, Asian, White, even Arab and Indian. So I love all people. What I do not like is people who are doing things illegally. And what really kills me is they get mad because our country does not agree with the people that does things that are illegal. All I am saying is if you want to live in this country, Do the legal necessary thing to do so. You have gangs taking over and telling people they can't come on their turf. What turf?! You aren't even legal. There are a lot of things that I agree with on this issue. There was talk about if all the illegal immigrants leave, who will work their jobs? Well, I think that once the jobs are available to the people who are actually suppose to be here, there wont be so many people on unemployment. They say we won't work the jobs that Mexicans accept. I don't think that is true. If you have a family and need a job until you get proper training to move up, it should be the people who live here legally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-8771903185818789356?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8771903185818789356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/8771903185818789356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-opinion.html' title='My Opinion'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-4034815604529906235</id><published>2010-05-09T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T16:19:27.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>How is everyone's Mother's Day? I am finishing up so I can get to my mom's hopefully. I hope that everyone's day is good and remember, don't just be nice on Mother's Day, make everyday Mother's Day. You only have one mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-4034815604529906235?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4034815604529906235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/4034815604529906235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='HAPPY MOTHER&apos;S DAY!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-327725289519487676</id><published>2010-05-08T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T19:45:20.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HMPH!!!</title><content type='html'>I am upset that America's Most Wanted is not on because of some stupid racing. I have been doing work all day and I thought I was going to watch my show to see the criminals I can help put away. Oh well I guess  will go back to work. I was gonna fry some chicken, but all of it is not thawed. Okay, brb because nothing is going the way that I wanted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-327725289519487676?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/327725289519487676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/327725289519487676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/05/hmph.html' title='HMPH!!!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-6921283163423964563</id><published>2010-05-07T12:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T12:55:38.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe I was Wrong</title><content type='html'>Last night I got angry and posted it on the blog without getting the facts. Yes my ex is still and idiot. The wife however, seems to be cool. I should have waited for her to respond before I went and attacked. Maybe we can still be cool. We motivate each other because we are both in school. Now she is about to finish school and Im gonna be by my self. :( Oh well, I guess I can motivate myself. One of my Instructors just told me that I have to do my paper over. I did a paper on the heart and I was missing the key way that it functions. So I am going to do that Over today.I was freakin out last night because I do not like lightning. t is beautiful, but I still don't like it. I kept watching the windows. I was suppose to surprise my mom and bring my son over to her house this morning so she wont have to come and get him. I woke up too late though because the storms kept me up. So I will just wait for her.  It looks like it's going to rain again. Well I am going to go and find something to eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-6921283163423964563?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6921283163423964563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/6921283163423964563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/05/maybe-i-was-wrong.html' title='Maybe I was Wrong'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-2943523720437232019</id><published>2010-05-06T12:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T12:54:12.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!!!</title><content type='html'>Hi. Everyone. Have some things that I need to say. Well, I have an ex boyfriend that is angry at me because I cut him loose. This is what I do not get. He was sleeping with this woman while with me, I found out about it and our relationship has not been the same. I stop having sex with him and he kept trying although he had a fiance. They are married now. Me and the wife supposedly squashed everything. So I am thinking, now I can get on with my life and the wife and my ex can get on with theirs. Well that is not seem to be happening. I added the wife on yahoo. Now before we started talking, the ex didnt have any stupid comments on the yahoo or anything. Now when me and the ex starts chatting, the ex wants to show his ass. I am trying not to go there like I did on myspace, but I will put his lying as back on blast if needed to. I still have all the info and then I want you to tell me, what it looks like. Because to me, it seems like the ex is not over me. If he was, he would have nothing to say. But he does. Just read the yahoo comments he makes.or I can just print screen it and put on here for you to read. But I was trying not to go there. Now the wife talking about hoes in her blog. I dont know if she is referring that to me, but um your man is the hoe because he was fucking both of us and we didnt even know each other. So the real hoe is your husband who has and can be still sleeping around with the cta and he constantly coming at me and I didnt say a word to him. Now I have better things do like get my degree. But know that if yall ready to take it there, we can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-2943523720437232019?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2943523720437232019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/2943523720437232019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/05/wow.html' title='Wow!!!'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-7695524531306231376</id><published>2010-05-04T12:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T12:45:20.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some People Have Some Nerve</title><content type='html'>People who make comments like "knowing people for who they really are" Should not even have those words come out of there mouths especially when they have been living a lie for years and then start a new life with lies and deceit. But I realized that even assholes and liars need to be loved too, lol. I just hope that bad people who start their lives with good people can maybe change and become a better person. and that person should get to know who they really are first before making a comment like that. Because what I know them to be is not nothing but a liar and a cheat. Which means I should be the one with a comment like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am still failing this freakin algebra. I don't get it. I was so good in it before. I think I just forgot everything and when I see the problem, I freak out. lol I am going to go see my scores. I turned in my paper last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-7695524531306231376?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7695524531306231376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/7695524531306231376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/05/some-people-have-some-nerve.html' title='Some People Have Some Nerve'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5129139246350283078.post-1488213441248530346</id><published>2010-05-01T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T20:38:52.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying Out</title><content type='html'>Okay, so i just got this blog. I am going to try it out. I will probably be boring, lol. I still have to fix it up so it can be all cute. Check back later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5129139246350283078-1488213441248530346?l=ms-bloggette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/1488213441248530346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5129139246350283078/posts/default/1488213441248530346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ms-bloggette.blogspot.com/2010/05/trying-out.html' title='Trying Out'/><author><name>Gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_poeFMkB2dh4/S_KXgdlW52I/AAAAAAAAAB4/JuxgXY6huaw/S220/apple_vodka+017.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
