<?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-3786685</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:49:25.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Puma Track Jacket</title><subtitle type='html'>a true tori fan is a person who supports other tori fans efforts and doesn't shoot them down. some of you disappoint me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-88577072</id><published>2003-02-05T01:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-05T01:35:15.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>February 5, 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez... i haven't posted in eons. anyhow...i wanted to post this...this is so me. don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moonrainstar.com/extras/quizzes/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.moonrainstar.com/shared/quizzes/slashwriterall.jpg" width="254" height="71" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;What type of slash writer are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-88577072?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/88577072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/88577072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88577072' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-88057184</id><published>2003-01-26T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T14:37:58.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>January 26, 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this weird pain in my back. i don't know what i did (nothing really). unless it's from lugging heavy shit up the stairs, but...i don't know. i need to go to the doctor's anyway. that's a  must do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a new job! so i'm happy about that. that's the upside to the pain. i'm getting paid 7 bucks an hour now....not much but still, it's bearable and it can pay my rent until i find a decent summer job. i need to invest my money and i need to make payments on my student loans...poor college student. i  tell you. why can't education be free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another downside though...stupid president dickhead is really itching to go to war. what the fuck is his problem? i'm  so anti-war it isn't  even funny. i was told by nikki that there was an anti-war protest a while ago in DC, but no news channel covered it? hmm...tell us what we can see now, huh? i don't think so. i don't fucking think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to: "world of dreams" by hiroshima&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-88057184?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/88057184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/88057184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88057184' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-87890657</id><published>2003-01-23T04:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T04:25:44.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>January 23, 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just registered at Giant Robot's forum b/c of some racial comment made by Shaq. you know....most of the asians on there don't even think of themselves as minorites. sorry to burst your bubbles, fellows, but you are a minority in the eyes of the white patriarchal gov't which runs america. i'm tired of all this bitching coming from people. just fucking shut up and deal with it. racism isn't good and it should be banished, but people will always hate and that  sucks. it really does. i'm not inspired to do essays for my personal site echo trinity. i think i will. it will give me an outlet. i need an outlet. good golly gee. i need sex, a cup of coffee, a new job, and some music.  i can handle at least three of those things. you do the math. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a good note i got sahara hotnights finally! "jennie bomb" is a damn good cd. i'm going to definitely do a list of cds that rock my world from head to toe. well, i need to go to sleep. i feel like some cracked-out insominac or something. later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to: boards of canada's "roygbiv" (new feature)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-87890657?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/87890657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/87890657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87890657' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-87853708</id><published>2003-01-22T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-22T14:01:02.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>January 22, 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Internet and Cable at the homestead now! BOOYAH!!!!! I went on a spending excursion Saturday and I'm mega-happy. I got The Sims. If you haven't played it, you should!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-87853708?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/87853708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/87853708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87853708' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-87417944</id><published>2003-01-14T09:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T09:28:58.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>January 14, 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of classes for me. Woo-hoo! At work and contemplating leaving fast and furious. Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-87417944?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/87417944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/87417944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87417944' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-87221857</id><published>2003-01-10T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T10:52:10.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>January 10, 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need another job! what a morning. it's only ten-something and my day began rather funky. i wouldn't say shitty, but it wasn't exactly peachy either. sometimes i wonder why i stay in this silly little office. it isn't the people, it's just the people that call us with stupid questions, the workload (which is fucking amazing), and my manager (she couldn't manage a herd of sheep). i need OUT!!!!! grrrr!&lt;br /&gt;i took this test the other day to find out which rocker chick i am and i'm pj harvey. i'll post that soon (probably today). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read "gear" and realized that yes, elijah admited he dated franka, but he won't talk about it elsewhere. i wonder what he so's embarassed about then? i could see if she was hideous, but franka is a very gorgeous woman and a fucking stunning actress. they really don't make german women like her. maybe it was the age thing, who knows? i say admit it, boy! we already know because you were canoodling with her in public (which was just plain stupid...do that shit at home). it's funny, i love the boy to pieces, but when he says stuff like he's surprised when he saw their picture in the paper i was like "well, of course, you were in a public place and you are uber-famous". there are two rules in life 1: never do pda when you know someone has a camera and 2: never expect the masses to except your plea for privacy. well, those are two rules for famous people, normal people...we're just (?)lucky(?) I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking on the subject of elijah...i'm re-doing my old site "Luminescent" but it's now called "Surface Simplicity" and it's more mature (*rolls eyes*) at least i could attempt maturity. i want to come back and show those little girls how it's done, even without flash and all that fancy shit! i'm very talkative today, must be a good sign. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news: i'm going to hurl becky through the window. why? because she's just getting on my nerves and i just can't deal with her anymore. you'd think someone as smart as her would understand when someone doesn't want to be bothered? i guess not. so i'm going to toss her skinny ass through the fucking living room window. *sighs with relief* i got that out finally. well, enough ranting for one day, time to do some work. i'll be taking lunch soon, so i need to get as much as i can done today before monday. later :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-87221857?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/87221857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/87221857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87221857' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-87120210</id><published>2003-01-08T12:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-08T12:37:37.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>January 8, 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new year and no resolutions because i'm not going to keep them. i do have a goal though: to go to L.A. and meet who else but elijah wood. i read the article he did for &lt;a href="http://www.blender.com"&gt;blender&lt;/a&gt; magazine and the boy is just effing incredible. buffalo daughter, josephine wiggs experience, belle &amp; sebastian, prince, tribe called quest, pj harvey, the list goes on. i also read the interview in "gear" magazine. he's very fucking opinionated. my kind of man. now, if only he liked black women we'd be set now wouldn't we. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i like the new name, but i want to post an image on my blog. you know, something to know me by...hehehe. i found out that i'm evil. which is not a good thing. sigh.  i have to price my books for classes soon. like i really want to, but it's a must. well, gotta go. :) ciao. probably post tomorrow, if feeling the vibes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-87120210?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/87120210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/87120210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87120210' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-86703139</id><published>2002-12-30T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-30T12:09:46.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>December 30, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i post ten days later? what the hell am i thinking. anyhow, i'm at work again. i don't do this at home and i should, you know. more privacy there. anyhow, x-mas was a might-right happening. i enjoyed my crazy kin folk and they enjoyed me. got an email from greg (whoohoo!) and i emailed him back. i need to do some fifthing and get a new dress for paper tigers. i had to change the name of my blog. i was tired of keep watch for me. i wanted something that would focus on the multi-facetedness of my life. oh, just except my bullshit explanation. well, gotta go now. later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-86703139?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/86703139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/86703139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86703139' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-86319348</id><published>2002-12-20T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-20T12:39:41.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>December 20, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have seen it! i have seen it! i love it! i love it! i won't even give a synopsis for fear of spoiling the whole damn thing. but i was slightly disappointed with the ending (did they have to do that?) *shakes head* they didn't have to do that. but anywho, last night while channel-surfing i ran across the elijah/viggo/pete interview on charlie rose and elijah has sheep tendencies. he so needs  a woman that'll spank him around...urm...i mean, smack...i mean...oh, fuck it. well, christmas is right around the corner so i better give my x-mas shout-outs: happy holidays to erica (my italian renaissance darling), aaron (big dummy), xander (lion prince), nicole (fellow girl geek), the fifth avenuers (*hugs the fifthers*), and my family. big kisses to you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in a good mood for some reason..don't know why. i brought the "hidden place" single by the ever-so-lovable bjork. "mother heroic" is simply gorgeous. i really relate to bjork's creativity and sense of style than i do tori's, but i relate them both in a similar manner and on a similar level. you know, i don't use this blog for constructive bitching, but for just venting and sharing stuff. hmmm...i wonder why i do that? oh well...gotta answer the phone now...at work...hate work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-86319348?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/86319348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/86319348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86319348' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-86127300</id><published>2002-12-16T15:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-16T15:43:55.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>December 16, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother mary and joseph! two more days and LOTR: TTT will be out! i'm feeling the bless, man. well, it's been forever since i last posted an entry (like anyone's really looking...). xander joined fifth-avenue and is stealing my glory. am i jealous? just a little. at least i can admit it, right? sure...sure...sure. i'm working on an elijah site (post the linkypoo shortly), so hopefully i can have myself a shrine to my favortie actor. &lt;br /&gt;andy's in california and i'm missing him...sort of. yeah, i miss him. we aren't even a couple. unfortunate for me. &lt;br /&gt;paper tigers is on hiatus....i need a break badly from my tori-isms. well, let me stop my whining....like i need to whine? &lt;br /&gt;in music news: i've fallen in love with the band interpol (rocking nyc band w/ british lead singer), the donnas (i'm a few years late with that), sigur ros (killer icelandic band), and ladytron. i hate going into plan 9 or tower records b/c i get this glassy eyed look like a kid in a candy shoppe and i want to buy almost every cd that i really really really want. speaking of really wanting a cd: i think i'm going to look for fiona apple's tidal. i owned it before but i misplaced it (slap me with a wet noodle). i also want bjork's family tree. ooooh...that's so on my list of must-haves, along with her book. i want to be in bjork heaven...i love that woman immensely...sigh.&lt;br /&gt;well, i'll report back later. &lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-86127300?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/86127300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/86127300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86127300' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-84979771</id><published>2002-11-23T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-23T15:42:22.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>November 23, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eee...finally glad that i'm home. i worked today and we had a huge group. it wasn't bad, but you know how it is. last night was kayley's birthday. happy b-day girl! she partied&lt;br /&gt;good and hard, i was there for awhile at the party. an interesting assortment of people: emo kids, skate punks, folk rockers, glamour girls, and artsy fartsy people. my kind of&lt;br /&gt;crowd. i was thinking about andy.  you know, the charm is starting to wear off. i wonder why, but i'm still into simon. that could be it. i'm planning on saving some money and hightailing it to tokyo, london, paris, rome, prague, and hawaii. yeah, i want to go around the world. sigh....how i really do. oh, my &lt;a href="http://geocities.com/schwarzrose13"&gt;tori &lt;/a&gt;site got an update. go check it out. plus i'm working on a personal site called &lt;a href="http://geocities.com/lumiescent"&gt;echo trinity&lt;/a&gt;. go take a looksee. well, i'm out. later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-84979771?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/84979771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/84979771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84979771' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-84890649</id><published>2002-11-21T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-21T17:17:33.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>November 21, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a good mood. I've been rather down lately, so I'm going to get something done about it. I miss my Xander. If I had ti my way I'd IM him every night like I used to. I miss not having Internet at home. I'm at the library now....grrrrr! Well, my little monster got an update. New layout, new name. So I'm happy. I also got my first award, oh yeah, oh yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-84890649?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/84890649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/84890649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84890649' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-84724049</id><published>2002-11-18T15:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-18T16:01:36.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>november 18, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ieeee! i talked to alex last week and was mad happy! i miss that boy. oooh lookit! look who i am in the tori universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hangtenhoney.com/images/&lt;br /&gt;quizneil.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hangtenhoney.com/etc.html"&gt;Who are You in the Tori Amos Universe?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-84724049?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/84724049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/84724049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84724049' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-83947182</id><published>2002-11-03T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-03T00:55:18.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>November 2, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I now smell like Tommy cologne...no, it's not like that. Hahaha. I'm sitting in the bedroom of one of my male friends and I sprayed his cologne.I smell manly.&lt;br /&gt;Manly...ooohh...oooh. I miss my Xander. Sigh. I really do. Sometimes I feel as if I'm not paying him any attention and I should be.He needs his friends and I think I should tell him that.^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-83947182?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/83947182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/83947182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#83947182' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-83881466</id><published>2002-11-01T12:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-01T12:23:06.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>November 1, 2002 Part 2: Who Am I Remix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shoulda known...she is one of my favorite singers you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nekorevolution.net/test/bjork.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nekorevolution.net/test/t_idoru.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;Who are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-83881466?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/83881466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/83881466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83881466' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-83881241</id><published>2002-11-01T12:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-01T12:17:15.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>November 1, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEET SANGRIA!!!! I have "Scarlet's Walk" and I am a happy clam. Yeah, you think about that!!!! Hehehe. I'm so into this CD. Geez Louise. Besides that I have an idea for a personal site: Paper Tigers from Tokyo or Nagano Tigers. I don't know. Something incorporating Tori love and Japan love. Both of which I have. Well...my &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/schwarzrose13"&gt;little monster &lt;/a&gt;is going to get an update soon...it's time for some kickassness to takeover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Alex: don't pick out your cloud, you can keep mine ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-83881241?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/83881241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/83881241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83881241' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-83677884</id><published>2002-10-28T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-28T15:16:45.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>October 28th, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! Tomorrow is the release of the CD I have been waiting for all year. Can we say "bliss"? Oh, yeah. So, anyhow....just wanted to say that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-83677884?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/83677884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/83677884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83677884' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-83510516</id><published>2002-10-25T09:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-25T10:06:48.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>October 25th, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Weekend Report Before The Weekend. Just checked out &lt;a href="http://www.hereinmyhead.com"&gt;the monster &lt;/a&gt;(as Miss Audrey calls it). That is probably one of my favorites alongside snowcanwait and my own (bias...sorry ^_^). Tried to watch "Kenshin" on my computer but RealPlayer wanted to be online. I wasn't feeling that. It's cold, dark, dreary today. I should be at home replaying "Tomb Raider: Last Revelation" for the 10th time. I'm seriously going to buy "Tomb Raider: Angel of Darkness"&lt;a href="http://www.tombraider.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; when I get a chance. Next week "Scarlet's Walk" comes out. I want the limited edition DVD.Can we say "Shopaholic". I actually am a shopping fiend. Yeah! Anyhowdy, hung out with Brandon, Aeris, and Andy last night and played "Virtua Fighter 4" (weak game) and then "Tekken Tag" (booyah!) I kicked ass about 5 times. I'm growing really fond of "Dead or Alive 3". Gamer girls are the best.&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on getting my license. My learner's permit expires next Thursday. Not good. I'll have to get an ID or something to prove I'm human. I was a Poe kick yesterday. Don't ask me why or how. Just was. Halloween's coming up. I just want the candy. I would love to dress up, but I'd have to go as a hobbit and I don't want to be the black female version of Frodo. Sorry. No way. &lt;br /&gt;You know I'm anticipating when David Mack is going to do the other Agents of the &lt;a href="http://www.nohtv.com"&gt;Noh&lt;/a&gt;. He did Scarab, but I want some Tigerlily. Geez  Louise. I'm going to leave before I go into a long spiel on the merits of comic books...oh brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on rotation: "Precious Things"- String Quartet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-83510516?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/83510516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/83510516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83510516' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-83485570</id><published>2002-10-24T19:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-24T19:59:01.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>October 24th, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...Thursday. Thor's Day. Yeah, I'm waxing Norse and poetic. Bite me. Anyhow, I'm in a pretty slamming mood. Erica emailed me today and we'll probably be hanging out on Friday. YEAH!!! I haven't seen my Italian princess in awhile. Then I get to work Open House on Saturday. Things are looking up for me. I'm just concerned about my little lion (yes, Xander). I wish I could talk to him. It hurts me to see him like this. I'm going to email him. He's like the son I want to have when I'm married and ready for kids. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt; Well, Greg hasn't called me or emailed me. I've lost his email addy thinking I actually had it. I don't. I'm a ditz. I'm a complete idiot.I'm a fucking fool. Anyhow, fuck Greg. I'm still thinking about Simon anyhow. SIMON! SIMON! I can't seem to reach you. Tap in a code, I'll reach you below, No one should brave the underworld alone. HELLO HELLO!!!! Poe remix. I love Miss P. Time for a List.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women Who Are Underrated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tori Amos&lt;br /&gt;2. Bjork&lt;br /&gt;3. PJ Harvey&lt;br /&gt;4. Poe&lt;br /&gt;5. Fiona Apple (Tidal is such a good album)&lt;br /&gt;6. Buffalo Daughter&lt;br /&gt;7. Cibo Matto&lt;br /&gt;8. Yoko Ono&lt;br /&gt;9. Loreena McKennitt&lt;br /&gt;10. Martine of Tricky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those ladies kick some lyrical butt. Esp. Cibo Matto and Tori. MUSIC GEEK!!!! hahahaha. I'm such a geek and I'm proud of that. You know how that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-83485570?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/83485570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/83485570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83485570' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-83313256</id><published>2002-10-21T16:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-21T16:18:30.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>October 21st, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a ditz. I just deleted my lenghty post! GRRRR!!! Well, I'm at work now. When will this end? I got into a fight today with Nikki. Not really a fight. More or less me going on about how I want to find a new place. I don't want to go back to the dorms, but if I have to I will. My mom thinks I should. As do numerous other people. I'd come out the same, plus my Internet would be free. I was never an Net Junkie until this year. I've gotten used to having my access. My high speed DSL....sigh. The sniper is down in RVA and I'm a little apprehensive. I don't know what do to anymore. Life is muddled. I need a vacation. I need a month to myself. I have to wash clothes...grrrr...yuck. Better go. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-83313256?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/83313256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/83313256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83313256' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-83172712</id><published>2002-10-18T11:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-18T11:43:01.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>October 18th, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Xander. I know he sent me a card, but it's not in my inbox, but still I love him for it! *blows kisses*  He's a good boy...no, a GREAT boy. Other boys should be like him. You ask me why? Well, because they just should. Well, I applied for a job at the Bombay Company..pray that I get it, so I can get out of this office.&lt;br /&gt;I saw some new pics for "Scarlet's Walk", pretty snazzy. I'm keeping my layout in the past tense though, meaning I'm now using the SW pics for a layout anytime soon. &lt;br /&gt;I seriously find it funny that all these big sites are screaming "Originality" and "blah, blah, blah"...whatever. They all look the same just with different content. Bleah. Anyhow, I'm going home this weekend...YES!!!! Meaning, I won't be in RVA dealing with lunatics. I do have to say bye to Brandon though. Andy's in NOVA now probably sleeping so he can party tonight (cute but a little wild). My Asian fascination hit an all time high...I'll tell you later. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-83172712?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/83172712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/83172712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83172712' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-83026184</id><published>2002-10-15T15:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T15:13:50.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>October 15th, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fool's paradise. There's some funky shit going on up in NOVA (I'm not appreciating that). This sniper business needs to stop. I have a sore neck, my back had a knot, and I'm still sick. At least Xander cheered me up. He knows I love him more than words can express (even though I say it all the time). He's my best boy-friend. My Tori Boy as I said yesterday. I think I saw Simon again. We need to get Internet at home b/c I'm tired of doing this at work. Plus I went my AIM so I can talk to Xander for hours upon hours. I'm at work now and I hate answering these phones. The fascination with VCU is beyond me. Sure we have a shibby art school and a gorgeous area to live in , but it's in fucking Richmond. There's nothing to do here except for the essentials that are offered everywhere. Well, I better go before my boss finds out I'm not working and yells at me. Sigh. I hate work. Xander and I should form a club. What do you say, sugar? Shouldn't we? Well, I'm talking to some confused student. Stupid children, but I was one once...ugh! I mean, I still am...lol...Well, you know I should be going...but I don't feel like it. I read Xander's entries and he mentioned that I'm a good friend. It made me blush. I'm glad he feels that way about me. I think he's an absolute doll and he is. Well, I'm actually about to get ready to leave work, so this time I will say goodbye. &lt;br /&gt;Mille baissers (for Xander)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-83026184?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/83026184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/83026184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83026184' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-82984537</id><published>2002-10-14T18:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-14T18:44:17.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>October 14th, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick...urk! I hate being sick. You wanna know why? I can't do anything fun! Well, enough bitching. I'm actually 20 years old now...woo hoo. One more year and I'll be 21. Sigh. Well, I had two glorious surprises. I got an email from a guy I had been seeing awhile back and he wants to get together again. Then I went to a party and saw this guy named Simon (gorgeous Korean guy who has this deep voice and this silky black hair...I'm sorry, I'm drooling). I saw Simon and started screaming...had a girly girl moment. I managed to get a good amount of hugs before the party was ended prematurely. I'm glad this weather is now officially cold. I hate the heat. Call me frigid and I'll hit someone. Well, I'm still on my Volcano Goddess Remix trip or as I'd like to call it my Golden Threads of Pele's Hair remix. October 29th...Tori's new CD will be out. I'm gonna take a walk with scarlet. Yessire!&lt;a href="http://www.toriamos.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shameless plug isn't it? Sorry.... Sure I am. LOL. I'm gonna send some html kisses to my Xander ( I Love You, Xander. You're my Tori Boy). Well, my new layout for Siren Spark is up, but I'm starting to dislike it...I can't make up my mind....gee whiz! Later, kittens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-82984537?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/82984537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/82984537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#82984537' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-82431656</id><published>2002-10-02T16:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-02T16:20:24.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>October 2, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few more weeks I'll be twenty. WOOHOO!!! Still not able to see Tori. Pissed as fuck and wish that I could go. Anyhow, I'm in a ranting mood. Blame it on the PMS. GRRRROWWWLLL! All these damn prissy Tori sites (I love em yet I hate em) are using the Scarlet's Walk pictures for their layouts. I think I'm going to my current obsession....BOYS FOR PELE. It's been on repeat for the past week (my volcano goddess remix...hahaha). I'm worried about Xander (why? i don't know, I just am). He better not be doing anything self-destructive. If so I'll have to do something to make him happy. I want internet at home, but I'll have to wait. My 3rd roommate is getting on my nerves with her pussy whipped boyfriend. They both need to get lives. I need a vacation. A long one and to redo my site. OH, HTML FAERIE, WHERE ARE YOU????&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-82431656?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/82431656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/82431656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82431656' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-82316781</id><published>2002-09-30T11:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-30T11:42:37.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>September 30, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a long time in between the last time I posted and now. Ohhhh...I have blissful news. SirenSpark (my tori amos site) may get hosted by daisydeadpetals.net so, I'm fucking happy!!!! EEEHHH!! Oh, to my lovely, Xander. Cheer up, sugar. If you don't I'll have to send the Velvets. You know, how those girls are...cold one minute and warm the next. eeerg...bad joke..hahahaha. but i'm laughing. So, yeah. I'll probably post much later...like three months from now, but I'll try to post sooner. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-82316781?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/82316781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/82316781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82316781' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-82018438</id><published>2002-09-23T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-23T20:14:44.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>September 23, 2002&lt;br /&gt;hereinmyhead.com  was the link I tried to add Saturday, but it didn't show up.  It still won't show up, so just type it in until I figure this damned thing out. Unhightechme. &lt;br /&gt;Silly me. Alex, I'm sending you e-kisses + I'm going to ask for your help on some html know-how, for i know you know how. It's the 1st day of Autumn and Nov.12th my beloved Tori Amos will be in VA. BUT IT"S A TUESDAY!!!!! ARGGHHHHHH!!! Anyhow, I've been playing far too much Tomb Raider and visited Audrey's site a little too much (Tori Fix). Yeah, I'm out of it. Loon of the Week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-82018438?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/82018438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/82018438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#82018438' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-81919709</id><published>2002-09-21T14:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-21T14:05:51.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>September 21, 2002&lt;br /&gt;Post Number 2&lt;br /&gt;I just had to add this... I so love this site and Audrey fucking rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hereinmyhead.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-81919709?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/81919709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/81919709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81919709' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-81919333</id><published>2002-09-21T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-21T13:53:38.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>September 21, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of autumn (supposedly). Sure felt like it last night. I was thinking about my Tori Amos site and how I'm probably the only one without the Tori Street Team stuff up. If so, then sorry ! The link I used doesn't go and then they wouldn't add my site because of one little thing. Oh well. Siren Spark will just be the black sheep of the Tori Amos web community (I think I'm the black sheep anyhow with my lack of html, ftp, and the like, but i can weild a mean Photoshop brush). Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-81919333?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/81919333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/81919333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81919333' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786685.post-81732046</id><published>2002-09-17T14:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-17T14:03:58.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>September 17, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to open a blog (because Xander made me do it, but I love him anyhow). So, yeah, this is it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3786685-81732046?l=anaischan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/81732046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3786685/posts/default/81732046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anaischan.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81732046' title=''/><author><name>RaShawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06665085901707470199</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></entry></feed>
