<?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-32801429</id><updated>2011-05-29T17:57:21.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foxy's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-116169744863680245</id><published>2006-10-24T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T06:44:08.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween is coming..</title><content type='html'>The goose is getting fat.  If you can handle me, you can probably handle all the Ricos, Lucys, and Snakes that NY has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good one myself, spending the day at my dad's with family. She was at the show friday. Who, by the way, I got to see over break as she stopped by my house on Christmas day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-116169744863680245?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/116169744863680245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=116169744863680245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/116169744863680245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/116169744863680245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/10/halloween-is-coming.html' title='Halloween is coming..'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-116022550250001146</id><published>2006-10-07T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T05:51:42.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't really be bothered today</title><content type='html'>When your bills started to scream £45,000!!!!, it didn't click in your mind that this was an insane way to live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sribble things down on paper, but I've never really amounted to anything that a person would want to hang on their wall. I started a new diary today, one that has a page for every day of the year and that is meant mostly to record more data and less wordy about the emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see that they have a ring from tiffany's?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-116022550250001146?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/116022550250001146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=116022550250001146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/116022550250001146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/116022550250001146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-cant-really-be-bothered-today.html' title='I can&apos;t really be bothered today'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115973664998701179</id><published>2006-10-01T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T14:04:09.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cults are dead scary</title><content type='html'>It is very important that u realise the signs of the cult... some cults hide behind being Christian... there are many strange signs and pictures that may not even be apparent and r actually devil worship but r doing so unknowingly to everyone but the main inner circle of elders. So.... how's the weather there now? My mum started to disagree and I told her not to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the day before yesterday i started feeling some pain. There really isn't anything here that depicts the Devil posing with a box of Black Magic chocs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115973664998701179?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115973664998701179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115973664998701179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115973664998701179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115973664998701179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/10/cults-are-dead-scary.html' title='Cults are dead scary'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115956074265243434</id><published>2006-09-29T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T13:12:22.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark and Light</title><content type='html'>I, personally would have had the c-section to save the baby's life, but I think that you should damn sure be able to make your own medical decisions. Now though people can move across the world that people are in culture shock. I like meeting new people and I'm not usually uncomfortable with new situations or change. I only procrastinate with things I don't care about, and try to perfect the things that I am proud of. I really just like things to look nice and be organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like arguing, but only about things I want to argue about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I can fully describe in words my thoughts and feelings about how bad I feel as a person that I am not out with her right now............... just like Avril says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Pi Kaps did much better, it seemed they got about 8-10 guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115956074265243434?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115956074265243434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115956074265243434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115956074265243434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115956074265243434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/09/dark-and-light.html' title='Dark and Light'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115948465535220355</id><published>2006-09-28T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T16:04:15.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiley Faces</title><content type='html'>I sit a lot with My head in my hands, down on my knees.. You have your head on my shoulder... and as your fall asleep I stroke your hair and tell you how amazing you are. What is one thing you love about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you are with someone that you believe is the one you definitely do not want to marry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115948465535220355?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115948465535220355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115948465535220355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115948465535220355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115948465535220355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/09/smiley-faces.html' title='Smiley Faces'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115885688583289400</id><published>2006-09-21T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T09:41:25.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions Decisions...</title><content type='html'>That should get me back into the habit. Think that was my bodys way of telling me to cool the fuck down with the self poisoning on so many fronts. In April, Jews were required to register with the government all personal property valued at 5,000 marks or more. I call upon the people of the United States to observe this day with appropriate ceremonies and activities, including remembrance services and candlelight vigils. The whole point of a democracy is people improving the process through open debate. And unfortunately I'm not good with titles OR the in-between, at least not currently. And Al finished his speech: Were all joined at the heart; thats earth in the balance. Just to be at the table, enjoying the not knowing what cards you'll be dealt next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115885688583289400?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115885688583289400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115885688583289400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115885688583289400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115885688583289400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/09/decisions-decisions.html' title='Decisions Decisions...'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115852761109149071</id><published>2006-09-17T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T14:13:31.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short post today... but well worth reading i think.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It hasnt been a bad day: its been nice to have the time just to reflect without people rabbiting on and on and on at me, once I allowed myself that small pleasure. I don't understand the mindset of people who think Sunday afternoon is a good time to get high, but that's just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115852761109149071?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115852761109149071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115852761109149071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115852761109149071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115852761109149071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/09/short-post-today-but-well-worth.html' title='Short post today... but well worth reading i think.'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115772529299011815</id><published>2006-09-08T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T07:21:33.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Gay Weddings...</title><content type='html'>I discovered, much to my surprise, that Im actually not as against the idea of a gay styled wedding as I once was; once upon a time, I loathed the notion and would rant and rave along the lines of why is it necessary for us to mimic heterosexuals? Trash all that and go with a spoof that someone wrote without being asked to write. I love the fact that I found a job where I am appreciated for the hard worker that I am and not just slapped around like some kind of idiot or something. Ah for it to be blindingly obvious that I have no standing and am nothing in the eyes of my boss. I forgot to mention that I had taken a vicodin, before I started thinking all this. She actually started crying, thinking I was saying I don't want to be friends with her anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115772529299011815?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115772529299011815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115772529299011815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115772529299011815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115772529299011815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/09/thoughts-on-gay-weddings.html' title='Thoughts on Gay Weddings...'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115754187674346941</id><published>2006-09-06T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T04:24:36.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogs or Cats?</title><content type='html'>Cats definately. I'm not going to have the house destroyed by a little munchkin dog on a rampage.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and the base of this OS would have all fit in around 20gig of space. By this time, I'd run into him twice in the bathroom, and his dumb speech did seem a little slurred, but he had had quite a lot to drink. It's not really sure he and I will meet again, yet I've thought of little else today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115754187674346941?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115754187674346941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115754187674346941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115754187674346941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115754187674346941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/09/dogs-or-cats.html' title='Dogs or Cats?'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115740826028439849</id><published>2006-09-04T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T15:17:40.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garlic a spice?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4965/3273/1600/pizza7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4965/3273/320/pizza7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you consider garlic a spice.&lt;br /&gt;Foxy says NO!! He died a few days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went and picked up Sally and Rachel and made a trip to our favorite town to roll everyone's favorite football player. If a social science class mislabeled something according to your faith, would you correct the teacher there and then during class, or voice your objections quietly during the break? A complete 360 from last week and the week before, I think it has something to do with the fact I haven't seen/talked to Brett since last Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not wrong, getting tested and going on the pill is something you do at least after you start seriously seeing someone, and I believe typically after you have been seriously dating them for some time. After that I drew a stair case and at the bottom with a guy pointing a sword at a girl trying to get her to go up the stairs. Orla, Susan, Sally, and I were going to our French lesson because that was the only class we had not been to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the apples were crunchy! I worked and went to school the whole time I was there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115740826028439849?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115740826028439849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115740826028439849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115740826028439849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115740826028439849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/09/garlic-spice.html' title='Garlic a spice?'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115731345949211929</id><published>2006-09-03T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T12:57:39.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Bloos :(</title><content type='html'>Yet, the money and job stability just doesnt seem to be happening with this person, and you are not too sure it will ever be great? Before I wrote it, I wanted it to get my mind to the point where I'd be able to perfectly convey my thoughts and feelings on this subject. Here you can read me ramble on and on about my life, or from time to time, lack thereof. I was trying to take a nap and I was in that phase where you aren't sleeping, but you aren't awake either, and a thought came into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked for a minute, she thanked me for the roses, called me sweet or some shit, and that was it. However, trouble was on the horizon for the whole store, and I probably knew it long before she did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115731345949211929?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115731345949211929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115731345949211929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115731345949211929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115731345949211929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/09/sunday-bloos.html' title='Sunday Bloos :('/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115706550724079742</id><published>2006-08-31T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T16:05:07.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmmm Ryan Phillippe</title><content type='html'>When I started writing this web blog, I wanted to be creative. Honestly, people, what the hell has happened with marriage in this country? PRIVATE - What happened last week. From a week before my god-bro's? And honestly, I am getting so many rejections just flying my way from various different things that my self-esteem has taken a major hit.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrity sites are cool, got a cool one of &lt;a href="http://www.celebritycandids.com/ryanphillipe/"&gt;sexy Ryan Phillippe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Shes in survivor mode and its getting harder and harder for her to hang on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115706550724079742?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115706550724079742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115706550724079742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115706550724079742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115706550724079742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/08/mmmmm-ryan-phillippe.html' title='Mmmmm Ryan Phillippe'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115696594005354319</id><published>2006-08-30T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T12:25:40.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foxy on Marriage and Love.</title><content type='html'>I do know that when we are ready for children we will have what it takes emotionally, spiritually, financially, and more to make sure that they have every advantage. I may find that Jeff and I do not want kids down the road. Ive made a point of noting the date it was composed for that was the very night that Danny and I had sat down and chatted about marriage, love and what not and theres no doubt in my mind that that is precisely what hes talking about in this poem. It was the night of the last day of finals, so we partied over at Nikki's house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115696594005354319?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115696594005354319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115696594005354319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115696594005354319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115696594005354319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/08/foxy-on-marriage-and-love.html' title='Foxy on Marriage and Love.'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115642676873130612</id><published>2006-08-24T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T06:39:28.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts on marriage...</title><content type='html'>Marriage is love. What is Love? What class in high school do you think was totally useless: erm... What do you think about the layout of this diary? What is the most important thing to you in a relationship? Your readiness to commit to a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;I dont miss home nearly as much as I thought I would, and other than the worry that I may not be able to pay my tuition on time I am relaxed and at ease.&lt;br /&gt;I thought of her in her pajamas, and in her work clothes, and in this outfit or that, sometimes with her hair done, sometimes in curlers.&lt;br /&gt;And those two things were really what defined me in high school, and I dig that. I chose the viola because in 6th grade, there was a day at school where we chose if we wanted to join the band or the orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;I abandoned it after high school because I just didn't love it anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115642676873130612?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115642676873130612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115642676873130612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115642676873130612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115642676873130612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-thoughts-on-marriage.html' title='My thoughts on marriage...'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115619888348066737</id><published>2006-08-21T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T15:21:23.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love a man with muscles.</title><content type='html'>One after another, the swollen organs of strange men pumping in my hole, my mouth. I think you should make the extras all one page and then all of the extra links will be gone and your layout will look much better. The one thing I want to bitch about though is doctor office politics in general though. I'm not saying though, that I won't tell you to fuck off if you're giving me more information than needed. Mmmm &lt;a href="http://www.celebritycandids.com/musclemen/"&gt;muscles &lt;/a&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115619888348066737?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115619888348066737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115619888348066737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115619888348066737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115619888348066737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-love-man-with-muscles.html' title='I love a man with muscles.'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115608996165957495</id><published>2006-08-20T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T09:06:01.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Blues</title><content type='html'>I have strong, passionate ideas about what 'good' cinema is. Eventually he lost his last poker chip at about 11:45, and someone else said something about leaving at midnight, and I was getting kinda tired, too. Iknow eventually he is going to find someone else and I am gonna have to accept it, but right now it just feels like someone is sticking a knife in my heart. In fact I am glad that in some resepcts this is more like a 'real' diary entry.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to cry my eyes out. I'll just keep it to myself, casting a mischevious grin, and beaming at the thought of my happyness. I'm proud of myself for going to the dmv and taking my written test to get my drivers permit. Especially if I thought I was going to have to get across. I thought of her as Class Mom, when we went to the pumpkin farm for a Halloween field trip. Give me the chance, that one you promised to be mine, or has it vanished for all time? I prayerfully believe that my life is going to be very different from now on. Of course none but me knew that the racket had already broken, or that he was just having a bit of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115608996165957495?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115608996165957495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115608996165957495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115608996165957495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115608996165957495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/08/sunday-blues.html' title='Sunday Blues'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115600463186688510</id><published>2006-08-19T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T09:23:51.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmm Rock Your Body</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Console&amp;quot;;"&gt;I'm happy she sea’s that it could be beneficial to everyone up there... Even giving that eulogy last week! Especially if you take into consideration the fact that it was the middle of the night in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Console&amp;quot;;"&gt;Spain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Console&amp;quot;;"&gt; when he wrote back. Especially if you're talking about something really serious, like murder, politics, or some major disaster with global consequences. Okay, I can already tell that this whole law school thingy is going to put a serious crimp in my Deland time... Especially when science and math are much more important? I should probably just quit so that I can go back to fulltime stalking / leeching on the internet. Look, just don't steal my stuff, OK? Now I get to recreate all the work that I did the first time around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Console&amp;quot;;"&gt;As they lay next to each other he asked her if she wanted to go to the movies later that night, but was soon disappointed as Brittney told him she had a slumber party at Karens to go to. A part of me says she should know, that if I don't tell her the results will come back to haunt me later. Somewhere in that mess, I've got to register for school as though I really wanted to go, and then the weekend will come and I'll just sleep it all away like I tried to do this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Console&amp;quot;;"&gt;I think he interpreted my shrug as that of indifference rather than a struggle to come to terms with my dramatic vexation and flabbergasted silence. Another part of me says she doesn't need to hear it because what good would it do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115600463186688510?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115600463186688510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115600463186688510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115600463186688510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115600463186688510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/08/mmmm-rock-your-body.html' title='Mmmm Rock Your Body'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115594503448432749</id><published>2006-08-18T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T16:50:34.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Foxy.</title><content type='html'>And not only that, but I still remember that fact hours later, which I for sure wouldn't do if I was living my life right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an interesting read, though I don't know that I'd read it again. I don't know how it'll work out between us, but I do know that things will be okay. If you know how to deal with me, what's there to be scared of? I'm sorry I left you to consume 3/4 of that bottle by yourself, I feel a little guilty for not taking more off you! Scared of little old me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the joys of being a moody 17 year old female. You know the line? Of course, they insisted on taking the hotel so I lost that one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115594503448432749?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115594503448432749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115594503448432749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115594503448432749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115594503448432749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/08/being-foxy.html' title='Being Foxy.'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115585881030315615</id><published>2006-08-17T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:17:23.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Foxy Likes</title><content type='html'>Foxy enjoys doggies, celebrity gossip, shopping, TiVO, reading like a fiend, and moving out of NYC. My dad enjoys working on race cars, chewing tobacco, being a workoholic, infidelty, abandoning his children, and football. Bully enjoys her truck, roadhouse iced teas, supporting herself, working too hard, pugs, and movies. My aunt enjoys &lt;a href="http://stinkyscelebs.blogspot.com/"&gt;celebs&lt;/a&gt;, Uhaul relationships, being a nurse, Jeopardy, her family, and being dorky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115585881030315615?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115585881030315615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115585881030315615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115585881030315615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115585881030315615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-foxy-likes.html' title='What Foxy Likes'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115576292104840622</id><published>2006-08-16T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T14:15:21.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foxy's Doggy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4965/3273/1600/beagle-0295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4965/3273/320/beagle-0295.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most pictures from bam margera.&lt;br /&gt;I think that is like the cutest picture ever. It's been awhile since I wrote one, but what do you think of the Misadventures of Monty &amp; Dexter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name your first true love and why they where the first person you really felt for. It's amazing how music can affect the way a person thinks or feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the best way to ruin an amazing friendship is to tell them that you're in love with them; the last thing I wanted in the world was to ruin the relationship I had with him. In the dream I had last night was the first guy I can honestly say I fell in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I analyze everything down to the last thread and it's really beginning to bother me. Reason: Taking care of your boyfriend's financial bullshit can really set you back. Kenny was not only my 2nd boyfriend for 4.5 yrs, but also my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part is, I can just go right down to the CSI office, pay there and have the textbook in my hot little hands, without having to wait weeks for it to be delivered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT i put another one because i reread the question and saw that it says 'best describe' and noted that there was only one + charge on the rod. Immediately I can describe you as emotional, thoughtful, sensitive, and a caring person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115576292104840622?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115576292104840622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115576292104840622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115576292104840622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115576292104840622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/08/foxys-doggy.html' title='Foxy&apos;s Doggy'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115568782862138250</id><published>2006-08-15T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T17:25:05.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just In hehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Justin Timberlake's performances were during the second half of the concert, which kinda pissed me off. Search the body and theirs no hole.... I die every night, i wake up reanimated, and sometime during the day my mind's refreshed into what i used to know and maybe i'll look back, and a smile will be forced from my face of what could be a horrible life but is kept together with a strong will... I can honestly say that the United States has gone down the shitter and we need a damn good plumber to unclog this pipe.... I feel, so, so whats the word... ah yes annoyed with people who think that i am something that i'm not when i barely even know them. They give an unknown writer and director the chance to make a low budget movie and the hope is that another GWH will happen for someone. It felt kind of like The End of the Golden Weather meets The Virgin Suicides, if that makes sense. The rain has been bucketing down ouside, with hailstones. Apart from that I did not much of anything except laundry, and we hung out with my Brother-in-law who is down for a couple of days. Made fab smoothies with my sis and her friends, have yet to try to make actual mocktails or anything, but will be occuring soon. Even if the only thing he ever liked about me was the idea that he might score with me. Sincere thanks to my friend Feileacan for sendin' me the link to Ghosts, Spirits, and The Bible, a site that explores how the paranormal lines up with Scripture. We shopped to beat the band, discovered we have a lot more in common than knowin' Tommy Joe, and formed such a connection that I asked her to have supper at my house. I still ached from the Fez and walking was difficult, so I didn't really want to be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115568782862138250?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115568782862138250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115568782862138250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115568782862138250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115568782862138250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-in-hehe.html' title='Just In hehe'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115568752404572282</id><published>2006-08-15T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T17:18:44.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dum Dee Dum</title><content type='html'>Which male celebrity are you going to marry? What are you listening to right now?: Why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no reason for it, and some of you reading this have become frustrated with me when I tried to explain it or I completely avoided explaining it and just acted like a dick for a week or two. I'm not happy with my life right now. I've got to fet so more motivated, but right now just well can't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a very funny story about us getting involved with each other on the bed, and us rolling on his phone while it was ringing, and 'answering' the phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115568752404572282?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115568752404572282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115568752404572282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115568752404572282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115568752404572282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/08/dum-dee-dum.html' title='Dum Dee Dum'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32801429.post-115568685716084986</id><published>2006-08-15T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T17:07:37.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foxy's First Post</title><content type='html'>yay! my first post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32801429-115568685716084986?l=blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/feeds/115568685716084986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32801429&amp;postID=115568685716084986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115568685716084986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32801429/posts/default/115568685716084986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbyfoxy.blogspot.com/2006/08/foxys-first-post.html' title='Foxy&apos;s First Post'/><author><name>bloggermel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13324460782630206637</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
