<?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-3819680</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:01:59.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>get out of my head</title><subtitle type='html'>a place to spew my thoughts</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3819680.post-87038118</id><published>2003-01-06T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-06T18:47:21.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is by far the funniest picture of myself that I have. It sums up a tremendous amount about my relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.growthspurts.com/images/photos/457088601963.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819680-87038118?l=femme_fatale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/87038118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/87038118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87038118' title=''/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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-3819680.post-86812177</id><published>2003-01-01T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-01T20:13:31.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.growthspurts.com/drivee/images/942836665283.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual child abuse&lt;br /&gt;Getting a bum drop in the abdomen,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819680-86812177?l=femme_fatale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/86812177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/86812177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86812177' title=''/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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-3819680.post-86684019</id><published>2002-12-29T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-29T20:47:40.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.xpeditionsmagazine.com/e/animated-gifs/DharmaWheel.gif" width="68" height="97"&gt; Dharma wheel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819680-86684019?l=femme_fatale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/86684019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/86684019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86684019' title=''/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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-3819680.post-86127289</id><published>2002-12-16T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-16T12:43:47.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So sorry I never update.&lt;br /&gt;Blogs really are lame aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819680-86127289?l=femme_fatale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/86127289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/86127289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86127289' title=''/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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-3819680.post-85192579</id><published>2002-11-27T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-27T19:23:53.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.growthspurts.com/drivee/images/508239482451.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very drunk vacation.&lt;br /&gt;I do not see any more ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;I graduated from college.&lt;br /&gt;Seeeeee... the last 7 weeks I've been very busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819680-85192579?l=femme_fatale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/85192579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/85192579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85192579' title=''/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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-3819680.post-82867294</id><published>2002-10-11T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-11T18:39:50.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i.imdb.com/Photos/Events/1205/CarmenLlywellyn,Lisa_Vespa_191480.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; While I'm pimping myself out to actors I'd also like to say that I admire Jason Lee and his friend that looks like me.(scroll down to see pictures of me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819680-82867294?l=femme_fatale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82867294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82867294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82867294' title=''/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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-3819680.post-82867065</id><published>2002-10-11T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-11T18:31:07.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What my ACT profile said about me: &lt;br&gt;Take it &lt;a href="http://www.queendom.com/tests/personality/act_access.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "live wire" &lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energetic, enthusiastic, passionate &lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labile; capricious, changeable, moody, ambivalent &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inquisitive, interested in many things &lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full of ideas &lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tends to be undisciplined, disorganized &lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendly, outgoing, sociable - loves being with people &lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cares about others, always willing to "lend an ear" &lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wants to be liked by others &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotional and intense &lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opinionated but open-minded; has an opinion but willing to listen to others &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrives on stimulation, likes exciting things &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upset by conflict &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expressive, animated if not flamboyant &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/3819680-82867065?l=femme_fatale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82867065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82867065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82867065' title=''/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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-3819680.post-82791429</id><published>2002-10-10T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-11T18:34:16.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.ciudadfutura.com/elcriticon/johncusack6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you know, or you are John Cusack and you see this, I want you, John, for one night. e-mail me, or e-mail him and get him to e-mail me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819680-82791429?l=femme_fatale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82791429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82791429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82791429' title=''/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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-3819680.post-82695182</id><published>2002-10-08T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-08T09:53:12.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://lindsey.jp/farks/femme_friend.jpg"&gt; Despite the evidence found in this photo. there have been no strange occurences in my house for 2 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819680-82695182?l=femme_fatale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82695182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82695182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82695182' title=''/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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-3819680.post-82638368</id><published>2002-10-07T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-07T08:23:05.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Airplanes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1979 I was two years old. My first real sentence spoken was this, " Me little boy, down down down red all over"&lt;br /&gt;It was said as I watched a news story on a plane crash, my mother and I both in tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the dawning of my memories I have had dreams of airplanes. Flying, riding, mostly crashing. I have only had 2 dreams where I am a passenger when the plane crashes and let me tell you it is not pretty. My mind does not let me off easily in the reality/details department. I would guess that I have 4 airplane dreams a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months before Sept 11 I had a dream that I was a passenger on a plane. The plane began to shake and completely went off course and headed back towards the city. I was looking out the passenger side window at downtown buildings getting closer and closer and the plane was jumping all over the place out of control. The terror I had in my sleep woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night October 6 2002 I had a dream about an Air India flight.&lt;br /&gt;It took off (very very loudly) then went backwards like it had been attached to a bungee cord. Then it flew forwards again. I was in a tower watching it.&lt;br /&gt;This dream was very lucid and I find it strange that I came up with Air India, an airliner I had to search for to see if it actually existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow I thought since we were discussing ghosts here, dreams would fit right in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819680-82638368?l=femme_fatale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82638368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82638368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82638368' title=''/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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-3819680.post-82599749</id><published>2002-10-06T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-06T11:15:33.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;Last night I thought my husband was tapping me on the shoulder trying to wake me up. I asked him, "Are you tapping my shoulder?" his response, "Yes". Although I knew he couldn't have gotten his hands back under the covers without me feeling the blankets move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning he admitted he wasn't tapping my shoulder he was asleep and we should do something about our 'problem' especially if this is happening to our daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may get some 'new age' lady in here to take my money and ease my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819680-82599749?l=femme_fatale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82599749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82599749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82599749' title=''/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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-3819680.post-82514897</id><published>2002-10-04T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-04T06:42:31.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just bought this house in June, and I'm not willing to move out of it because of a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;After I moved in I slowly found out some of the history through our neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;1. Original owners both died here.&lt;br /&gt;2. The husband was a holocaust survivor, he died from cancer in 1995 leaving his wife behind.&lt;br /&gt;3. His wife did not speak English, her husband was her life. She did not leave the house after his death and commited suicide 1 year and 2 months after his death on Valentines Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Activity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old man standing at the end of our bed, 4am.&lt;br /&gt;I have finally, after 2 months, asked a neighbour about the physical description of the man who had lived here. It is identical to the man I saw that night. Down to his clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran back into house after I forgot my daughter's "sippy cup". Came into the house to find a toy overturned, a button on it is faced down and pressed making a huge beeping noise.&lt;br /&gt;This toy was in the box when I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Middle of the night I wake up with a strange sensation someone is there. Suddenly there is a hand on my calf on top of the comforter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter's squeaky bedroom door opened and closed 2 nights ago. My daughter is 1 1/2 and cannot get out of her crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night from the kitchen an empty can was being squeezed, and there was a womans sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I'm having a really hard time with this because, while I do believe in spirits, I have never believed that a spirit can enter our physical world and touch and move things.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what I should do about it. Someone told me to tell this person to go to heaven the nest time something happends. I can't do that, I feel too stupid yelling something like that out, especially since I am an atheist it feels hypocritical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has had a similar experience please post or e-mail me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Femme Fatale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819680-82514897?l=femme_fatale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82514897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82514897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82514897' title=''/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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-3819680.post-82394934</id><published>2002-10-01T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-01T19:12:08.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.growthspurts.com/images/photos/207207773622.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montreal Sushi restaurant May 11, 2002&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819680-82394934?l=femme_fatale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82394934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82394934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82394934' title=''/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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-3819680.post-82389415</id><published>2002-10-01T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-01T17:04:40.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.growthspurts.com/image.asp?w=300&amp;loc=2&amp;image=774365550477.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes I'm still here.&lt;br /&gt;now I have a nasty cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do people make these stupid blogs anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;BORING.&lt;br /&gt;Over 600 people have peeked in 2 days and for what... NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad people, very sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819680-82389415?l=femme_fatale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82389415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82389415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82389415' title=''/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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-3819680.post-82325626</id><published>2002-09-30T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-30T12:15:31.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like peeners&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819680-82325626?l=femme_fatale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82325626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82325626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82325626' title=''/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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-3819680.post-82276279</id><published>2002-09-29T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-29T11:07:28.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jesus I need sleep. a one and a half year old child has too much energy. &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/3819680-82276279?l=femme_fatale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82276279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82276279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82276279' title=''/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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-3819680.post-82274978</id><published>2002-09-29T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-01T17:04:11.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my sore throat has escalated. i need a feeding tube or I may not eat today....&lt;br /&gt;i'm very frustrated with life in general, everyone is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bbc.co.uk/nottingham/entertainment/movies/2002/03/the_royal_tenenbaums_body.jpg"&gt;"I'm very sorry for your loss. Your mother was a terribly attractive woman." -Royal Tenenbaum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizdiva.com/dumbblondequiz.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.com/gwynethpaltrow.jpg" alt="gwyneth paltrow" width="150" height="150" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizdiva.com/dumbblondequiz.html"&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who's *Your* Inner Dumb Blonde? Click Here to Find Out!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819680-82274978?l=femme_fatale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82274978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82274978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82274978' title=''/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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-3819680.post-82254851</id><published>2002-09-28T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-29T10:54:46.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.dribbleglass.com/images/billboards/welcome.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to my head. I have a sore throat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out this site----------------------------&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fark.com"&gt; FARK &lt;/a href&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you ventured here from FARK, welcome... it's a bore come back later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back later...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3819680-82254851?l=femme_fatale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82254851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3819680/posts/default/82254851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femme_fatale.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#82254851' title=''/><author><name>femme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337728291485982354</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>
