<?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-8139041809430266772</id><updated>2012-02-12T15:04:30.863-06:00</updated><category term='facebook'/><category term='Spring Break'/><category term='my blog'/><category term='makeover'/><title type='text'>What Emz Sez</title><subtitle type='html'>The Real Fashionista Diaries.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>288</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-1120398557948632726</id><published>2009-06-02T16:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T16:14:39.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Break out the Kleenex</title><content type='html'>I guess Heidi didn't know there were bugs and mean people in the jungle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4a259422627623b0/4a24da3dbff9836c/8679cd78/-cpid/65967fa444c8a6e9" id="W4727a250e66f97234a259422627623b0" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4a259422627623b0/4a24da3dbff9836c/8679cd78/-cpid/65967fa444c8a6e9"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-1120398557948632726?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/1120398557948632726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=1120398557948632726' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1120398557948632726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1120398557948632726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-good-laugh.html' title='Break out the Kleenex'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-2570741251450844426</id><published>2009-06-02T11:11:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T11:42:00.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh. My. Gross.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 175px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SiVPcGkLNWI/AAAAAAAAAz4/uXhTg8xYrjw/s320/pastabowl-dominos-240-041809.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342763877162235234" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(picture of 3-cheese bread bowl from Domino's web site)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'm sure you guys have seen the Domino's commercial advertising their new Bread Bowl Pastas. I don't know about you, but I find these ad's pretty vom-worthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's essentially a hollow pizza crust filled with cheesy, greasy pasta. Heart attack in a Bowl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, don't get me wrong, I'm sure one spoonful of this would entice any drunk person's wildest dreams, but I can only hope that after a couple drinks I would be able to 'Just Say No.' I think my heart and stomach would thank me profusely in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's even more disturbing then the thought of eating this bread bowl? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture I found of what one actually looks like when it's delivered to your door. If this image isn't enough for you to opt for the pizza instead of the Heart Attack Bowl, I can only wish you the best of luck in digesting this starchy, carby mess of a creation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(what the 3-cheese bread bowl really looks like:                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;image via thisiswhyyourefat.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SiVPjC10h0I/AAAAAAAAA0A/uPegA08xsZ8/s1600-h/i2dw5nf19nxj4myhkg4RB6nao1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SiVPjC10h0I/AAAAAAAAA0A/uPegA08xsZ8/s320/i2dw5nf19nxj4myhkg4RB6nao1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342763996421588802" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-2570741251450844426?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/2570741251450844426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=2570741251450844426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2570741251450844426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2570741251450844426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-my-gross.html' title='Oh. My. Gross.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SiVPcGkLNWI/AAAAAAAAAz4/uXhTg8xYrjw/s72-c/pastabowl-dominos-240-041809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-7540875364006704397</id><published>2009-06-01T14:24:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T14:40:57.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Fields Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SiQrUl6F6UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/oR3n3ha3HBw/s1600-h/NLD11-opi-strawberry-fields.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SiQrUl6F6UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/oR3n3ha3HBw/s320/NLD11-opi-strawberry-fields.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342442690741397826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;As many of you guys may know, my absolute favorite OPI nail polish is 'Italian Love Affair' but while I was home this weekend, I'm pretty sure I found a close second.'Love Affair' looks brilliant with a fierce tan, as it is a soft, baby pink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I was in the mood to really make a statement with my nails, and I wanted a bold color to start my summer off right with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Strawberry Fields' caught my eye instantly because it has an iridescent, purple tone that makes the pink really pop in the bottle. It looks even more spectacular on your nails, hence why I can't stop looking down at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're looking for a change from your typical bright red or hot pink shades, you should definitely check out 'Strawberry Fields'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SiQrNJad-xI/AAAAAAAAAzo/O4sBiHPFKPA/s320/Photo+125.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342442562833480466" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-7540875364006704397?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/7540875364006704397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=7540875364006704397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7540875364006704397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7540875364006704397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/06/strawberry-fields-forever.html' title='Strawberry Fields Forever'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SiQrUl6F6UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/oR3n3ha3HBw/s72-c/NLD11-opi-strawberry-fields.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-1373009733250407757</id><published>2009-05-28T23:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:59:17.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know what you did...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sh9rerU9eHI/AAAAAAAAAzg/4CK6RdnHisA/s1600-h/293.conrad.lauren.cosmocover.lc.052709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sh9rerU9eHI/AAAAAAAAAzg/4CK6RdnHisA/s320/293.conrad.lauren.cosmocover.lc.052709.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341105857855584370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.C. wants to forgive and forget MTV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eonline.com: "The Hills stars reveals in the new issue of Cosmopolitan that she knew she'd had enough of the reality series when—wait for it—the MTV producers invited Heidi Montag to L.C.'s birthday party. So rude!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After the producers did that, I disappeared. If they were disrespectful, I was going to be disrespectful back. I told them, 'You can call me in a week. Think about what you did,' " she tells the mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-1373009733250407757?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/1373009733250407757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=1373009733250407757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1373009733250407757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1373009733250407757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-know-what-you-did.html' title='You know what you did...'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sh9rerU9eHI/AAAAAAAAAzg/4CK6RdnHisA/s72-c/293.conrad.lauren.cosmocover.lc.052709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-9219445321511522521</id><published>2009-05-28T08:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T08:32:05.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Mood:</title><content type='html'>Thrilled!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be in my hometown this afternoon, and I could not be more excited!! It's been far too long since I've seen my family and friends, and I can't wait to catch up with everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll blog more from the Sunshine State! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone has a fabulous day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;emz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-9219445321511522521?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/9219445321511522521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=9219445321511522521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/9219445321511522521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/9219445321511522521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/05/current-mood.html' title='Current Mood:'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-3829653254777324305</id><published>2009-05-27T11:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T12:01:59.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolutely Adorable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sh1xSNyPc0I/AAAAAAAAAzY/_DDF1-HDx-Q/s1600-h/300.ad.Richie.Harlow.052709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sh1xSNyPc0I/AAAAAAAAAzY/_DDF1-HDx-Q/s320/300.ad.Richie.Harlow.052709.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340549290883248962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicole &amp;amp; Harlow walking into tape Larry King yesterday. I really hope lil 'Low makes an appearance on Thursday's show. How cute are her lil piggies?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-3829653254777324305?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/3829653254777324305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=3829653254777324305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3829653254777324305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3829653254777324305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/05/absolutely-adorable.html' title='Absolutely Adorable'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sh1xSNyPc0I/AAAAAAAAAzY/_DDF1-HDx-Q/s72-c/300.ad.Richie.Harlow.052709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-5699019214284259301</id><published>2009-05-27T11:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:57:21.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sh1wj9lqKfI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/z6ZfYZ3Z3pg/s1600-h/itstooearlyforthisshit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sh1wj9lqKfI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/z6ZfYZ3Z3pg/s320/itstooearlyforthisshit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340548496261523954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; “I don’t feel like I look like the other perfect little pop singers. I think I’m changing what people think is sexy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-5699019214284259301?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/5699019214284259301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=5699019214284259301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5699019214284259301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5699019214284259301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/05/guess-who.html' title='Guess Who?'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sh1wj9lqKfI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/z6ZfYZ3Z3pg/s72-c/itstooearlyforthisshit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-415111773485580460</id><published>2009-05-27T10:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T10:26:27.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This one's for you: Lauren's Derriere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sh1bla2fPCI/AAAAAAAAAzA/DXXVCbe7dAI/s1600-h/jazzercise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sh1bla2fPCI/AAAAAAAAAzA/DXXVCbe7dAI/s320/jazzercise.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340525431552424994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"emilie...how am i supposed to work out if you don't post your fist pumping workout playlists on your blog?? get on it, my butt is suffering :-)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;(feel free to play the first on repeat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;LUDA- "Georgia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sugarland- "It Happens"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lady GaGa- "LoveGame"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlie Robison- "New Years Day"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flo Rida- "Sugar"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pitbull- "I Know You Want Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miranda Lambert- "Love's Looking For You"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;George Strait- "How 'Bout Them Cowgirls"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cross Canadian Ragweed- "Cry Lonely"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sugarland- "Take Me As I Am"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-415111773485580460?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/415111773485580460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=415111773485580460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/415111773485580460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/415111773485580460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-ones-for-you-laurens-derriere.html' title='This one&apos;s for you: Lauren&apos;s Derriere'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sh1bla2fPCI/AAAAAAAAAzA/DXXVCbe7dAI/s72-c/jazzercise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-5376964949002623577</id><published>2009-05-26T17:29:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T17:57:23.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>River Wild.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Shxybb9t1MI/AAAAAAAAAyw/VAu8pCmssW8/s1600-h/guadalupe-river-horseshoe-l.jpg"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Shxybb9t1MI/AAAAAAAAAyw/VAu8pCmssW8/s320/guadalupe-river-horseshoe-l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340269073843213506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you guys had a fabulous Memorial weekend. I know I did. We tubed down the river on Sunday and had such a blast. What was supposed to be just a three hour float turned into six, but we didn't complain. In fact, no one was ready to get off the river at the first exit so we kept on going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got quite the stares in my raft because I was in a blow up pool. A 'party' pool to be exact. Best decision of my life. I laid out the entire time, dove out of it, swam around in it and got to hold all the beers. Life was good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the bottom ripped out of it. A small hole surfaced, because there are rapids on the Guadalupe River (who knew?), and so I ripped it without knowing. Anyway, the hole was fine at first, but it quickly turned into a much larger one, and before I knew it, some members of our group were swimming up through the bottom and jumping in with me. That didn't last long and before I knew it, the bottom went out right from under us. I laughed. My friends laughed. What else could we do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness that my roomie got an extra tube for her feet and I was able to use it for the last hour of our float. Although, I much preferred just swimming around and enjoying myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until I decided to swim breast stroke right into a rock and scraped my stomach and upper thigh area. It hurt, but someone yelled 'pour beer on it' so I did and I swear it did the trick. At least for the rest of our river day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we finished our float, we drove back into the city and indulged in some yummy Mexican food at one of our favorite haunts and as soon as we got home, we all quickly fell into a mexi-coma. All in all, it was a wonderful weekend, and I am so looking forward to our next River Run. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-5376964949002623577?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/5376964949002623577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=5376964949002623577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5376964949002623577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5376964949002623577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/05/river-wild.html' title='River Wild.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Shxybb9t1MI/AAAAAAAAAyw/VAu8pCmssW8/s72-c/guadalupe-river-horseshoe-l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-3531851455679689330</id><published>2009-05-26T17:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T17:29:17.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can totally relate to this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ShxsfyXfmVI/AAAAAAAAAyo/HN2OFNrcDu8/s1600-h/lady-gaga-lady-gaga-picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ShxsfyXfmVI/AAAAAAAAAyo/HN2OFNrcDu8/s320/lady-gaga-lady-gaga-picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340262551506622802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was told for a very long time that I was not pretty enough, too strange, not edgy enough, but I’ve always been famous, it is just that nobody knew."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--GaGa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-3531851455679689330?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/3531851455679689330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=3531851455679689330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3531851455679689330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3531851455679689330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/05/quote-of-day.html' title='I can totally relate to this'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ShxsfyXfmVI/AAAAAAAAAyo/HN2OFNrcDu8/s72-c/lady-gaga-lady-gaga-picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-4910065443595534463</id><published>2009-05-22T12:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:51:12.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday!</title><content type='html'>This is one of my new favorite songs that I thought I would share with you guys. The bf claims the song is 'terrible' but I catch him whistling it every now and then, and he never turns it off when it comes on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He especially loves my version (that I sing in my best Billy Currington voice) God is Great, People are Good &amp; Beer is CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy below and have a wonderful memorial weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Km-fW3Z3og&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Km-fW3Z3og&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-4910065443595534463?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/4910065443595534463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=4910065443595534463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/4910065443595534463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/4910065443595534463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-friday.html' title='Happy Friday!'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-6330231288298750086</id><published>2009-05-19T18:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T18:26:43.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kingston's mom is b-a-n-a-n-a-s</title><content type='html'>And, he already looks like a bad ass, even with a pacifier in his mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ShM_VqhC7BI/AAAAAAAAAyg/ahVaA14OsbE/s1600-h/30983PCN_Gwen04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ShM_VqhC7BI/AAAAAAAAAyg/ahVaA14OsbE/s320/30983PCN_Gwen04.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337679624786865170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-6330231288298750086?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/6330231288298750086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=6330231288298750086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/6330231288298750086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/6330231288298750086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/05/kingstons-mom-is-b-n-n-s.html' title='Kingston&apos;s mom is b-a-n-a-n-a-s'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ShM_VqhC7BI/AAAAAAAAAyg/ahVaA14OsbE/s72-c/30983PCN_Gwen04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-3792569497528069293</id><published>2009-05-18T22:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:39:46.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This look is Huuuuuge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ShIpWahu4KI/AAAAAAAAAyY/nIj-1jt7oh0/s1600-h/293.hilton.paris2.051809.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ShIpWahu4KI/AAAAAAAAAyY/nIj-1jt7oh0/s400/293.hilton.paris2.051809.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337373973442125986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Paris, 'Huge' is going to be the new 'Hot' but you have to enunciate the 'U' when you say it. All together now, "Huuuuuge!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-3792569497528069293?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/3792569497528069293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=3792569497528069293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3792569497528069293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3792569497528069293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-look-is-huuuuuge.html' title='This look is Huuuuuge!'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ShIpWahu4KI/AAAAAAAAAyY/nIj-1jt7oh0/s72-c/293.hilton.paris2.051809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-2731529708465796167</id><published>2009-05-18T22:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:36:08.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jon &amp; Kate put on a Brave Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It was the sextuplets 5th birthday this weekend and it looks like they had a blast! I wish I could say the same for their parents...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope they can keep it together for the kids, but I can only imagine how I would feel if my husband cheated on me with a 23-year-old, but to be fair, I don't know how I would feel if my wife back handed me everyday on camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ShIoegLmu7I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/PCzyHMwEXjE/s1600-h/425.Gosselin.Kate.Jon.051709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ShIoegLmu7I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/PCzyHMwEXjE/s400/425.Gosselin.Kate.Jon.051709.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337373012887255986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-2731529708465796167?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/2731529708465796167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=2731529708465796167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2731529708465796167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2731529708465796167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/05/jon-kate-put-on-brave-face.html' title='Jon &amp; Kate put on a Brave Face'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ShIoegLmu7I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/PCzyHMwEXjE/s72-c/425.Gosselin.Kate.Jon.051709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-1619165741930015589</id><published>2009-05-15T14:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:58:41.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sg3JZfDXQrI/AAAAAAAAAyI/MoZFQ7mrGu0/s1600-h/4b9dd0a0929528e7dd95e2d18bdb6789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sg3JZfDXQrI/AAAAAAAAAyI/MoZFQ7mrGu0/s400/4b9dd0a0929528e7dd95e2d18bdb6789.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336142573173424818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find it ironic that Minka Kelly and Leighton Meester are filming a movie together because I have always thought they looked &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; much alike. The flick is called 'The Roommate' but I'm thinking it should be called something more along the lines of 'Separated at Birth.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I also don't know how I feel about Minka dating my other boyfriend....Hands off, sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sg3IVLUaA_I/AAAAAAAAAyA/fnNbsdkD1Kg/s400/derek-jeter-and-minka-kelly-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336141399645094898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-1619165741930015589?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/1619165741930015589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=1619165741930015589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1619165741930015589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1619165741930015589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/05/soul-sisters.html' title='Soul Sisters'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sg3JZfDXQrI/AAAAAAAAAyI/MoZFQ7mrGu0/s72-c/4b9dd0a0929528e7dd95e2d18bdb6789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-5284995714483595081</id><published>2009-05-15T14:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:49:17.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ageless Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;(popsugar.com)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sg3HHYTwZ-I/AAAAAAAAAxw/HDGvDBcqMng/s1600-h/043817ccaaf670c1_Cameron-Vogue-51509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sg3HHYTwZ-I/AAAAAAAAAxw/HDGvDBcqMng/s400/043817ccaaf670c1_Cameron-Vogue-51509.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336140063102232546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34);   line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On aging:&lt;/b&gt; "It's a journey. It's a total journey. But it's also true. I mean, I'm not 25 years old anymore, nor do I want to be. I wouldn't even want to go back to being 30. You know what I mean? That journey—I've done it already. I don't want to do it again. It's a lot of work to get through it, and I am excited about moving forward. I think that people get caught up in getting back to some place that they already passed. Or to a place where you cannot stay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-5284995714483595081?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/5284995714483595081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=5284995714483595081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5284995714483595081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5284995714483595081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/05/ageless-beauty.html' title='Ageless Beauty'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sg3HHYTwZ-I/AAAAAAAAAxw/HDGvDBcqMng/s72-c/043817ccaaf670c1_Cameron-Vogue-51509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-2005222799747631566</id><published>2009-05-12T12:49:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:01:47.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bow No!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sgm4rp1b9VI/AAAAAAAAAxg/8G1VIh73zSk/s1600-h/83477774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sgm4rp1b9VI/AAAAAAAAAxg/8G1VIh73zSk/s320/83477774.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334998293700932946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who cares about Miss California getting to keep her crown. What I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dying&lt;/span&gt; to know is who invented the hair bow? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paris sported this look in promo shots for her new 'My BFF' show and got some serious flack for ripping off Miss Lady Gaga:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;                                                   (image via perezhilton.com)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sgm3OcmD42I/AAAAAAAAAxI/oPHOnYqqhkQ/s320/parishiltongagabowtheft.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334996692418945890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, Paris claims on her twitter page (i know, i know, i'm supposed to be taking a break. last post, i promise) that she rocked the bow back in 2006 at a movie premiere and even included a pic. Oh snap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the question remains: Did Gaga copy &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt;? Break out the extra-strength hair spray, it's about to be a cat fight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sgm31K2S7wI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/l60yJGhKlDE/s320/philton.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334997357670100738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-2005222799747631566?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/2005222799747631566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=2005222799747631566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2005222799747631566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2005222799747631566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/05/bow-no.html' title='Bow No!'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sgm4rp1b9VI/AAAAAAAAAxg/8G1VIh73zSk/s72-c/83477774.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-7743417978994142399</id><published>2009-05-12T12:19:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T12:43:17.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have no fear...</title><content type='html'>Emz is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, because of J Layne's comment on my most recent post, and this blog post: http://anmoczynski.wordpress.com/2009/05/11/where-oh-where-has-my-fave-betch-gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(which brought a tear to my eye, but honestly, it doesn't take much lately. Hello Hormones.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sgm0CXu_StI/AAAAAAAAAxA/yHEFCRJ3O1k/s320/n2005550_46410673_4399.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334993186420902610" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sgmz9O8JrFI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Tfg0UMg7U7U/s320/n2014083_47462033_3779.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334993098160843858" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you so much for reading me every day and being such devoted fans. Your blogs are also some of my favorite reads, and it makes me feel so special that you girls actually care about what emz sez. It's a great feeling, especially when you spend so much time writing and never know what people think. If I can make you both smile with a post, well then consider my job done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been neglecting you guys because I've been really busy and interviewing up a storm. Some have gone better than others and some I am hoping, wishing and praying that I hear back from soon. Hopefully some wonderful news happens in the very near future so I can share it all with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have another confession. I've been kind of cheating on you guys with someone. His name, you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am addicted. I like it so much better than facebook, but I definitely have missed blogging and would never want to replace my first and best outlet to express myself. Twitter might have to take a back seat for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-7743417978994142399?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/7743417978994142399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=7743417978994142399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7743417978994142399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7743417978994142399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/05/have-no-fear.html' title='Have no fear...'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sgm0CXu_StI/AAAAAAAAAxA/yHEFCRJ3O1k/s72-c/n2005550_46410673_4399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-1286136826214929953</id><published>2009-04-27T14:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:55:22.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It wasn't over...</title><content type='html'>The Notebook was on TV last night, and I was so bummed because I missed my favorite scene in the entire movie. Leave it to youtube, though, to have it, and now I will spend this rainy afternoon playing it on repeat. Gets me every time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lS2BpORASX0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lS2BpORASX0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-1286136826214929953?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/1286136826214929953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=1286136826214929953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1286136826214929953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1286136826214929953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-wasnt-over.html' title='It wasn&apos;t over...'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-1644711349664430630</id><published>2009-04-25T14:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T14:40:29.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Saturday!</title><content type='html'>In a Kenny kind of mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ox3kz-wMbHk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ox3kz-wMbHk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all of you are enjoying your weekend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-1644711349664430630?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/1644711349664430630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=1644711349664430630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1644711349664430630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1644711349664430630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-saturday.html' title='Happy Saturday!'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-7176521941587916955</id><published>2009-04-23T22:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:13:51.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fugly Fergie</title><content type='html'>What the hell kind of outfit is this? I'm at a loss for words, but if I had to pick one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SfEuKwAzHiI/AAAAAAAAAww/mwhyULa2RLs/s1600-h/76f3a22f286a549c_042309Fergie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SfEuKwAzHiI/AAAAAAAAAww/mwhyULa2RLs/s320/76f3a22f286a549c_042309Fergie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328090596377828898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-7176521941587916955?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/7176521941587916955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=7176521941587916955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7176521941587916955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7176521941587916955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/fugly-fergie.html' title='Fugly Fergie'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SfEuKwAzHiI/AAAAAAAAAww/mwhyULa2RLs/s72-c/76f3a22f286a549c_042309Fergie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-5116259301592621493</id><published>2009-04-23T13:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:49:50.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know the old saying...</title><content type='html'>Couples that dress together stay together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, I totally just made that up, but I really hope this is the case and it's the reason why Reese thought this ensemble would be a good choice. Elle Woods would be none to impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SfC3hbOF4vI/AAAAAAAAAwo/gmuyxhsEdCw/s1600-h/14a833bedb136d26_reese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SfC3hbOF4vI/AAAAAAAAAwo/gmuyxhsEdCw/s320/14a833bedb136d26_reese.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327960144049726194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SfC3bJkFeEI/AAAAAAAAAwg/40NY80EjjYI/s1600-h/jake-gyllenhaal-petco-pet-store.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SfC3bJkFeEI/AAAAAAAAAwg/40NY80EjjYI/s320/jake-gyllenhaal-petco-pet-store.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327960036230920258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-5116259301592621493?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/5116259301592621493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=5116259301592621493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5116259301592621493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5116259301592621493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-know-old-saying.html' title='You know the old saying...'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SfC3hbOF4vI/AAAAAAAAAwo/gmuyxhsEdCw/s72-c/14a833bedb136d26_reese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-7659315520874303597</id><published>2009-04-22T15:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:16:56.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>URGENT: LINDS NEEDS A CHEESEBURGER</title><content type='html'>STAT!! Girlfriend is looking rail thin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Se96_MJ_S5I/AAAAAAAAAwY/OmtbdMYwVtI/s1600-h/293.lohan.lindsay.042209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Se96_MJ_S5I/AAAAAAAAAwY/OmtbdMYwVtI/s320/293.lohan.lindsay.042209.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327612110216055698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eonline.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-7659315520874303597?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/7659315520874303597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=7659315520874303597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7659315520874303597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7659315520874303597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/urgent-linds-needs-cheeseburger.html' title='URGENT: LINDS NEEDS A CHEESEBURGER'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Se96_MJ_S5I/AAAAAAAAAwY/OmtbdMYwVtI/s72-c/293.lohan.lindsay.042209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-8607063662057050245</id><published>2009-04-22T10:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:19:13.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too cute for words.</title><content type='html'>I don't know what it is about this commercial, but whenever it plays it literally sends Liz and I into hysterics. The little boy is so darn cute and we wish they showed him cheering for 'Flat Bottom Tacos' longer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch below. The bf is not so impressed. But, whatever, what does he know? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I3KXaF2_UzU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I3KXaF2_UzU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-8607063662057050245?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/8607063662057050245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=8607063662057050245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/8607063662057050245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/8607063662057050245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/too-cute-for-words.html' title='Too cute for words.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-140924711488509687</id><published>2009-04-22T10:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:25:47.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, Yellow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Se80aV4GNKI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/qBj-PwLpa34/s1600-h/293.ad.Conrad.042209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Se80aV4GNKI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/qBj-PwLpa34/s320/293.ad.Conrad.042209.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327534511356261538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving LC's sunshine inspired frock she wore last night to an event in Hollywood. The color is oh so appropriate since temperatures reached 100 degrees yesterday in LA. It's gunna be one sizzling summer, and I am so excited for all of the hot summer styles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-140924711488509687?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/140924711488509687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=140924711488509687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/140924711488509687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/140924711488509687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-yellow.html' title='Hello, Yellow!'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Se80aV4GNKI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/qBj-PwLpa34/s72-c/293.ad.Conrad.042209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-1540507227588678940</id><published>2009-04-21T23:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T00:26:10.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving these.</title><content type='html'>Right about now. I just treated myself to a pair of summer sandals, and I am absolutely loving them! I sported them today to break them in (aka show them off) and lets just say, they are definitely keepers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got stared at while I was crossing busy intersections, and, yes, they were good stares. I didn't see any horrified looks, just people envious of my new bling bling (or so I like to think). The true test, though, was emailing these pics to my mom for approval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave me two big thumbs up. What do you guys think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Se6h1YPumsI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Jt40JB-EI3s/s1600-h/Photo+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Se6h1YPumsI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Jt40JB-EI3s/s400/Photo+122.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327373347639433922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Se6hu926_9I/AAAAAAAAAv4/O-MT1H6kruE/s400/Photo+121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327373237476851666" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my toes look weird, but it's unbelievably hard to take a picture of your feet while holding your Mac. seriously, try it.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-1540507227588678940?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/1540507227588678940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=1540507227588678940' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1540507227588678940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1540507227588678940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='Loving these.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Se6h1YPumsI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Jt40JB-EI3s/s72-c/Photo+122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-2271095408170993057</id><published>2009-04-21T23:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:56:54.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kim K at her finest.</title><content type='html'>Looks like someone got a bit too much sun and ate one too many burritos this weekend in Mexico. (Can we blame sun poisoning on the decision to get cornrows, too). I'm sorry, but didn't she first break into the Hollywood scene by dressing some of LA's finest? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think the girl would know how to dress and maybe how to protect her face from the sun's harsh rays. Just a thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Se6fmb7XgMI/AAAAAAAAAvw/81QHVrGzdKE/s1600-h/kim-kardashian-sunburn-corn_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Se6fmb7XgMI/AAAAAAAAAvw/81QHVrGzdKE/s400/kim-kardashian-sunburn-corn_0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327370891906482370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dlisted.com)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-2271095408170993057?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/2271095408170993057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=2271095408170993057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2271095408170993057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2271095408170993057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/kim-k-at-her-finest.html' title='Kim K at her finest.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Se6fmb7XgMI/AAAAAAAAAvw/81QHVrGzdKE/s72-c/kim-kardashian-sunburn-corn_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-6276879386245316885</id><published>2009-04-17T12:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:43:10.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Banter</title><content type='html'>via facebook chat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: u coming home for lunch?&lt;br /&gt;Liz: i dunno.. i was thinking about trying to go tanning on my lunch break.. i havent been once all week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(they tried to make her get treatment for tanorexia and she said, mo' mo' mo' heat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sei-eUoZlzI/AAAAAAAAAvo/AAFKgwMFlYU/s1600-h/2649_892883397371_2013088_55109148_5448293_n-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sei-eUoZlzI/AAAAAAAAAvo/AAFKgwMFlYU/s320/2649_892883397371_2013088_55109148_5448293_n-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325715987509122866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-6276879386245316885?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/6276879386245316885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=6276879386245316885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/6276879386245316885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/6276879386245316885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/daily-banter.html' title='Daily Banter'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sei-eUoZlzI/AAAAAAAAAvo/AAFKgwMFlYU/s72-c/2649_892883397371_2013088_55109148_5448293_n-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-5759941875526283048</id><published>2009-04-16T13:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:09:05.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Having one of those days. . .</title><content type='html'>Can't shake the funk.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Recession,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're really making my life difficult, and you keep me up most nights. But, guess what? I still have faith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With Kindest Regards,&lt;div&gt;Emz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lV-lJ7gl7O8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lV-lJ7gl7O8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-5759941875526283048?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/5759941875526283048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=5759941875526283048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5759941875526283048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5759941875526283048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/having-one-of-those-days.html' title='Having one of those days. . .'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-3057292584931159156</id><published>2009-04-15T14:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T14:07:20.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't we all just get along?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SeYvkRYe8LI/AAAAAAAAAvg/it1uI2VoHlU/s1600-h/293.hogans.112607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SeYvkRYe8LI/AAAAAAAAAvg/it1uI2VoHlU/s320/293.hogans.112607.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324995909600080050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;As disturbing as the below text is, I can &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kind of&lt;/span&gt; see where The Hulk is coming from. His wife left him for someone a year older than their son. The whole situation is just creepy and sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always had a special place in my heart for The Hogan's because I grew up in Florida and saw them many times cruising in their convertibles, and at the mall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via Eonline.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I could have turned everything into a crime scene, like O.J., cutting everybody's throat," he said, per the New York Post. "You live half a mile from the 20,000-square-foot home you can't go to anymore, you're driving through downtown Clearwater and see a 19-year-old boy driving your Escalade, and you know that a 19-year-old boy is sleeping in your bed, with your wife… I totally understand O.J. I get it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-3057292584931159156?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/3057292584931159156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=3057292584931159156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3057292584931159156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3057292584931159156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/cant-we-all-just-get-along.html' title='Can&apos;t we all just get along?'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SeYvkRYe8LI/AAAAAAAAAvg/it1uI2VoHlU/s72-c/293.hogans.112607.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-640259818056102017</id><published>2009-04-15T11:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T11:15:57.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat your heart out, LC.</title><content type='html'>I wrote an article about the side-braid a year ago, and guess what? It is still a go to look in Hollywood. I kind of secretly hope it stays that way. I am a personal fan of the side-braid and love rocking it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about this look is the messier the hair, the better. It doesn't have to look perfect to still look effortlessly chic. J-Simps defines my point perfectly with her messy bun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SeYHSubZz6I/AAAAAAAAAvY/iCqx07UEWpE/s1600-h/677d842aa4a11f57_chunky-braid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SeYHSubZz6I/AAAAAAAAAvY/iCqx07UEWpE/s400/677d842aa4a11f57_chunky-braid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324951627694198690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(image from popsugar.com)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-640259818056102017?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/640259818056102017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=640259818056102017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/640259818056102017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/640259818056102017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/eat-your-heart-out-lc.html' title='Eat your heart out, LC.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SeYHSubZz6I/AAAAAAAAAvY/iCqx07UEWpE/s72-c/677d842aa4a11f57_chunky-braid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-8602207630858433404</id><published>2009-04-14T17:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T18:13:04.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get your groove on!</title><content type='html'>Latest dancing list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human-- The Killers&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful, Dirty, Rich-- Lady GaGa&lt;br /&gt;Waking up in Vegas-- Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;Blame it-- Jamie Foxx Ft. T-pain&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me thru the phone-- Soulja Boy&lt;br /&gt;Turnin me on-- Keri Hilson&lt;br /&gt;Kids-- MGMT&lt;br /&gt;Love Sex Magic-- Ciara Ft. J Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;Move-- Mims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SeUUrMn9s7I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/vKQ5kQW6j9E/s1600-h/ipod-people2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SeUUrMn9s7I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/vKQ5kQW6j9E/s320/ipod-people2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324684866791257010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-8602207630858433404?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/8602207630858433404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=8602207630858433404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/8602207630858433404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/8602207630858433404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-dancin-all-around-my-apartment-to.html' title='Get your groove on!'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SeUUrMn9s7I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/vKQ5kQW6j9E/s72-c/ipod-people2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-8046387412299613918</id><published>2009-04-14T16:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T16:02:24.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In a word: Gorge.</title><content type='html'>Blake Lively on the latest issue of Allure (via popsugar.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SeT5mbyHqmI/AAAAAAAAAvI/L_KDdqP4Lio/s1600-h/25c6ea0fa989d6cf_41309blake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SeT5mbyHqmI/AAAAAAAAAvI/L_KDdqP4Lio/s400/25c6ea0fa989d6cf_41309blake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324655098147088994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On her image: "I'm blonde, and I have a small dog, so I try to avoid looking like a piece of bubble gum."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-8046387412299613918?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/8046387412299613918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=8046387412299613918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/8046387412299613918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/8046387412299613918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-word-gorge.html' title='In a word: Gorge.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SeT5mbyHqmI/AAAAAAAAAvI/L_KDdqP4Lio/s72-c/25c6ea0fa989d6cf_41309blake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-989279959718081816</id><published>2009-04-14T15:42:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T16:03:00.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry for help or did Loca Lohan just make this for extra drug money?</title><content type='html'>Either way, I find the below video disturbing, and not in the least bit funny. The only thing comical about the whole thing is that it's all, well, true. At least she's finally admitting that she's a drunk, pantie-less, broke night owl. Watch below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="328" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" id="ordie_player_0d646e2edb"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=0d646e2edb"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed width="512" height="328" flashvars="key=0d646e2edb" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" name="ordie_player_0d646e2edb" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:left;font-size:x-small;margin-top:0;width:512px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/0d646e2edb/lindsay-lohan-s-eharmony-profile" title="from Lindsay Lohan and Eric Appel"&gt;Lindsay Lohan's eHarmony Profile&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/lindsay_lohan"&gt;Lindsay Lohan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-989279959718081816?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/989279959718081816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=989279959718081816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/989279959718081816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/989279959718081816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/cry-for-help-or-did-she-just-make-this.html' title='Cry for help or did Loca Lohan just make this for extra drug money?'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-80144286444731584</id><published>2009-04-14T12:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T12:20:12.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>love love*</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TjjhXNq_zog&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TjjhXNq_zog&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-80144286444731584?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/80144286444731584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=80144286444731584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/80144286444731584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/80144286444731584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-love.html' title='love love*'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-8033466344112595596</id><published>2009-04-14T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T12:12:16.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, please.</title><content type='html'>My new anthem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4mRhMIzyhRE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4mRhMIzyhRE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-8033466344112595596?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/8033466344112595596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=8033466344112595596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/8033466344112595596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/8033466344112595596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/yes-please.html' title='Yes, please.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-4381381874989574000</id><published>2009-04-13T13:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T13:52:17.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's amazing what 8 years can do to a voice. . .</title><content type='html'>I've been a little reminiscent today of the good 'ol Jessica Simpson days, circa '99-'02. Anyone else miss them as much as I do?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gone are the days of long, blonde hair and pop songs sans heavy breathing. They have been replaced with fake, blonde-ish hair that usually needs to be brushed, mom jeans and a type of vocal compilation that could make glass break, coupled with the most vulgar facial expressions known to man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't believe me? Check out my little gallery of live music from Miss J Simps. The first is from 2000 and just makes me want to dance around, and the last from 2008 makes me want to hurl. Chunks. What happened to our bubble gum pop girl? I'm so over the 'affected' and 'wounded' latest version. Go back to your roots, girl (and, no, i don't mean make another country album...heaven help us all!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L0hFACUerCE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L0hFACUerCE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VKSblsi23Pk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VKSblsi23Pk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-4381381874989574000?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/4381381874989574000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=4381381874989574000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/4381381874989574000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/4381381874989574000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-amazing-what-8-years-can-do-to.html' title='It&apos;s amazing what 8 years can do to a voice. . .'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-6334941695058790422</id><published>2009-04-07T15:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T15:59:34.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sign me up.</title><content type='html'>I don't care that this movie is called 'Fighting' (seriously, that's the best they could come up with) or that it's gunna be violent and probably really cheesy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I care about is one thing, and that is . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Channing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tatum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, please. Break me off a piece of that...Check out the trailer below, and try not to drool too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L1UZmjMCUHg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L1UZmjMCUHg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-6334941695058790422?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/6334941695058790422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=6334941695058790422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/6334941695058790422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/6334941695058790422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/sign-me-up.html' title='Sign me up.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-1297622029653838468</id><published>2009-04-06T11:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:18:25.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lookin good, B!</title><content type='html'>Here's an almost unrecognizable Beyonce this past weekend. I am loving the bangs, and the shades. D.I.V.A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdorGVHL76I/AAAAAAAAAvA/z4DbuvM1Dg0/s1600-h/300.Knowles.Beyonce.040509.txt"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdorGVHL76I/AAAAAAAAAvA/z4DbuvM1Dg0/s320/300.Knowles.Beyonce.040509.txt" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321613297438158754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-1297622029653838468?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/1297622029653838468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=1297622029653838468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1297622029653838468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1297622029653838468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/lookin-good-b.html' title='Lookin good, B!'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdorGVHL76I/AAAAAAAAAvA/z4DbuvM1Dg0/s72-c/300.Knowles.Beyonce.040509.txt' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-8735487228708911174</id><published>2009-04-05T21:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:42:59.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories.</title><content type='html'>This song always takes me back to my summer in Acapulco. How I miss thee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7SFZ_cWakI8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7SFZ_cWakI8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-8735487228708911174?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/8735487228708911174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=8735487228708911174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/8735487228708911174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/8735487228708911174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/memories.html' title='Memories.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-7006738244908420364</id><published>2009-04-05T16:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:54:20.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Hollyweird news...</title><content type='html'>I really hope all of this hoop-la about Lindsay Lohan and Samantha Ronson breaking up is true. Maybe LezLo will finally get the help she needs, and eat a cheeseburger while she's at it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best part about the whole 'alleged' story, though? SaMAN apparently ended it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That has to burn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Real bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-7006738244908420364?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/7006738244908420364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=7006738244908420364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7006738244908420364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7006738244908420364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-hollyweird-news.html' title='In Hollyweird news...'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-3846489583745228198</id><published>2009-04-05T16:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:50:48.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sdkm64zXPnI/AAAAAAAAAu4/91t_0Me_6BI/s1600-h/293.hilton.reinhardt.lc.040309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sdkm64zXPnI/AAAAAAAAAu4/91t_0Me_6BI/s320/293.hilton.reinhardt.lc.040309.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321327227837038194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E! Online.com: "We're best friends," Paris told me. "It's not like we just met. We've known each other over the past year. I was in a relationship before and we reconnected. I'm really in love and really happy." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or did you guys hear this same quote when she was dating Benji Madden, Stavros, Paris, Nick Carter . . . I give Doug another three months until Paris gets bored and wants fresher meat. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-3846489583745228198?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/3846489583745228198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=3846489583745228198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3846489583745228198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3846489583745228198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/quote-of-weekend.html' title='Quote of the weekend.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sdkm64zXPnI/AAAAAAAAAu4/91t_0Me_6BI/s72-c/293.hilton.reinhardt.lc.040309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-6763229395043182187</id><published>2009-04-03T18:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T18:10:14.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut &amp; Color, Please.</title><content type='html'>I, along with Amy Mo (anmoczynski.wordpress.com) need a dye-job. Badly. Before I moved to Texas, I got low-lights and high-lights in my hair to create dimension and Jennifer Anniston-esque color, which I think I achieved pretty well. But, now, my hair is looking more like a bad version of Whitney Port's. The ends are golden, and the top is darker brown with a few strands of caramel mixed in. I need help, and a stylist. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think instead of a new Easter dress and basket, I am going to ask my mom for highlights and a cut. Seems fair, right? Yah, I'll let y'all know what she says on that one. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If not, I'll leave my address so you guys can send donations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-6763229395043182187?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/6763229395043182187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=6763229395043182187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/6763229395043182187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/6763229395043182187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/cut-color-please.html' title='Cut &amp; Color, Please.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-494355056628383712</id><published>2009-04-03T17:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:46:16.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For the love of...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdaQ7Vc1WBI/AAAAAAAAAuw/W6xatr1Tn5Y/s1600-h/post_image-kim-kardashian-lil-kim-grab-dwts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdaQ7Vc1WBI/AAAAAAAAAuw/W6xatr1Tn5Y/s320/post_image-kim-kardashian-lil-kim-grab-dwts.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320599358829582354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most ironic thing about this picture is that both Lil Kim and Kim K have dated Ray J. I guess he has a thing for Kim's or maybe it's another certain &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ass&lt;/span&gt;et.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-494355056628383712?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/494355056628383712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=494355056628383712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/494355056628383712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/494355056628383712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-love-of.html' title='For the love of...'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdaQ7Vc1WBI/AAAAAAAAAuw/W6xatr1Tn5Y/s72-c/post_image-kim-kardashian-lil-kim-grab-dwts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-1849533268762371590</id><published>2009-04-02T07:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T08:05:45.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Do(nt)</title><content type='html'>I love Little J on Gossip Girl and her impeccable fashion sense, (Seriously, why was she not around when I had to wear uniforms to school for ten years. I would have killed to have pink tulle underneath my navy pleated skirt).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even liked her 'dark' mode when she wore metallic eye shadows and liners. I definitely tried to emulate her look, but I decided I needed her fierce bangs/cut to pull it off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This look, however, just doesn't do it for me. I'm not feeling the fish net tights, or cropped jacket. I would have ditched the jacket, and tights, pulled my hair up and switched out the black platforms for some patent Louboutins. But, that's just my two cents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdS2Jdf5DNI/AAAAAAAAAuo/k8d6P_PHCns/s400/293.momsen.taylor.040109.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320077333484866770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-1849533268762371590?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/1849533268762371590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=1849533268762371590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1849533268762371590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1849533268762371590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/fashion-dont.html' title='Fashion Do(nt)'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdS2Jdf5DNI/AAAAAAAAAuo/k8d6P_PHCns/s72-c/293.momsen.taylor.040109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-4465111972591573452</id><published>2009-04-01T21:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:08:17.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The semi-perfect pink.</title><content type='html'>This isn't my beloved 'Italian Love Affair' but Sally Hansen's 'First Blush' isn't half bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, get this, it was only TWO dollars. In this world I call Big Girl Land, I'm all about bargains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdQposkjj7I/AAAAAAAAAug/LsbQTB3oGOQ/s1600-h/Photo+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdQposkjj7I/AAAAAAAAAug/LsbQTB3oGOQ/s400/Photo+119.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319922838967390130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applied three coats to get this desired look. And, yes, that's a glass of Chardonnay I'm holding....in case you were wondering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-4465111972591573452?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/4465111972591573452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=4465111972591573452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/4465111972591573452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/4465111972591573452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/semi-perfect-pink.html' title='The semi-perfect pink.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdQposkjj7I/AAAAAAAAAug/LsbQTB3oGOQ/s72-c/Photo+119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-3227503243610931755</id><published>2009-04-01T08:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T08:54:34.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is I have to report:</title><content type='html'>It's officially Spring Time!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdNx_ZRlb6I/AAAAAAAAAuY/NTPYMFgXvk8/s400/PHiltonPink033009_07-full.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319720918785028002" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for reminding us, Paris!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-3227503243610931755?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/3227503243610931755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=3227503243610931755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3227503243610931755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3227503243610931755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-i-have-to-report.html' title='This is I have to report:'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdNx_ZRlb6I/AAAAAAAAAuY/NTPYMFgXvk8/s72-c/PHiltonPink033009_07-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-7291194021674907210</id><published>2009-04-01T08:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T08:51:00.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of an era.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdNtz8oT6LI/AAAAAAAAAuI/rYmKi7Nzf5g/s1600-h/5d8b2cfa47aaaa85_033109LC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdNtz8oT6LI/AAAAAAAAAuI/rYmKi7Nzf5g/s320/5d8b2cfa47aaaa85_033109LC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319716324070647986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you guys as apathetic as me that this is Lauren's last season on The Hills? A part of me does feel some nostalgia solely for the fact that we kind of grew up alongside each other. We went through some of life's biggest moments together, like graduating from high school at the same time, starting college the same year, dating boys totally wrong for us and our undeniable love of fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was there for me through the thick and thin, but I am ready to let her go and her side-braid (seriously, how many seasons has she been rocking it now?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of respect, though, I will definitely tune in for her last few episodes on The Hills, but I have a feeling she will be back someday.  For now, I think she needs to focus on revamping her favorite hair style and her fashion line, which just got discontinued. Oopsies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-7291194021674907210?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/7291194021674907210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=7291194021674907210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7291194021674907210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7291194021674907210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/04/end-of-era.html' title='The end of an era.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdNtz8oT6LI/AAAAAAAAAuI/rYmKi7Nzf5g/s72-c/5d8b2cfa47aaaa85_033109LC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-5844949238209601712</id><published>2009-03-31T20:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:53:17.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In reality TV news...</title><content type='html'>P-Nasty is hosting the Bad Girls Club Reunion tonight (holla...thanks for the reminder Kel)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Countess, Luanne, on Real Housewives of NYC is getting a divorce?! Woah. Doesn't that go against her entire book of etiquette? Hm, does this mean she will finally stop making us commoners refer to her as 'The Countess' because frankly I'm sick of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only one I really feel for in this whole sticky situation is their family dog, Aston. He's a Westie, and too cute for words!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-5844949238209601712?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/5844949238209601712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=5844949238209601712' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5844949238209601712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5844949238209601712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-reality-tv-news.html' title='In reality TV news...'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-5675449186884057275</id><published>2009-03-31T19:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:36:50.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Miley!</title><content type='html'>Down-right awful video, but good song.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check it out below, preferably with a blind-fold. And, can someone please call home girl a dentist to fix that snaggle tooth? Oh MiLeY Gosh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NG2zyeVRcbs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NG2zyeVRcbs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-5675449186884057275?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/5675449186884057275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=5675449186884057275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5675449186884057275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5675449186884057275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-miley.html' title='It&apos;s Miley!'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-2373294542185643773</id><published>2009-03-31T17:39:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:25:35.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tower of Terror.</title><content type='html'>So, for some reason, whenever people ask me: 'What's your biggest fear?' I draw the biggest blank. Literally, nothing comes to mind. Ok, yes, sharks and mice and spiders and roaches do, but I never can pin-point a specific fear. One that surpasses all of the rest. That is, of course, until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always &lt;/span&gt; forget what scares me most in this world. I think subconsciously I am so embarrassed by my fear and what happens to me that I try not think about it. Ever. And, I try to avoid any contact with it whenever possible. (This was quite the challenge living in New York).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I haven't already given it away, or you haven't figured it out, my biggest fear is elevators. Yes, people, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;elevators&lt;/span&gt;.  I don't fear getting eaten by an alligator or struck by lightning, I fear getting stuck in an elevator. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go ahead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laugh it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm used to it. My family has laughed at me for years as I haul my luggage up flights and flights of stairs in foreign places because of the fear that their elevators are not up to par with U.S. standards, or that their fire department won't get me out in time before I hyperventilate and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My career should be as an elevator inspector. I can't tell you how many 'vators I have stepped in and immediately stepped out of. First things first, if there's no emergency phone, I 'aint ridin'. Sorry, folks I would much rather get the exercise and take the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, if buttons are missing or don't light up, that's a big red flag for me. If the interior of the elevator isn't even maintained, what makes you think the exterior is maintained (aka the wires and cables that get me from point a to point b without plunging to my death).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, lastly, the inspection certificate. I always check the date of the last inspection to make sure it's not expired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick, right? I probably need help. Of the two elevators I rode today, though, I tried to keep my cool as much as possible and found looking at the floor and focusing on a specific object to be quite beneficial. It also helps if there's people in the elevator with me, because somehow the fear of plunging to my death seems more ideal with others tagging along. Oh, and if the elevator is glass, even better! In this case, I could knock and scream and flail and kick if I got stuck. Someone would definitely notice me. (at least that's what I tell myself). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My only hope is that one day, I can step on an elevator without sweaty hands, a racing heart and that slightly crazed look in my eye. I hope I can step on without a care in the world or even have to look at the inspection certificate. No phone, though? Well, that, I don't know if I could do without. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdKjkRuqe8I/AAAAAAAAAuA/4nWBe5tubgA/s320/tower-of-terror-02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319493953507720130" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Here's the Tower of Terror at Disney. I'm pretty sure to even consider taking this plunge, I would have to be either heavily medicated or intoxicated, or both. In any case, I don't think anyone would enjoy that ride if Emz was on it. Screams heard 'round the park!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-2373294542185643773?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/2373294542185643773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=2373294542185643773' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2373294542185643773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2373294542185643773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/tower-of-terror.html' title='Tower of Terror.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdKjkRuqe8I/AAAAAAAAAuA/4nWBe5tubgA/s72-c/tower-of-terror-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-3413298153090108371</id><published>2009-03-30T13:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T13:30:30.109-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The perfect pink.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdEOdPvSQZI/AAAAAAAAAt4/ImCtDGc0qso/s1600-h/img-thing.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdEOdPvSQZI/AAAAAAAAAt4/ImCtDGc0qso/s320/img-thing.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319048530505122194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about that time again. 'Italian Love Affair' time. This is my absolute, all-time favorite nail polish, and I want it on my nails and toes right now. I need to go find our nearest Sally and pick up a bottle, or three. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks even more ferosh if you apply a coat of french-tip white polish first, and then follow with two more coats of 'Affair.' You'll thank me later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-3413298153090108371?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/3413298153090108371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=3413298153090108371' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3413298153090108371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3413298153090108371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/perfect-pink.html' title='The perfect pink.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SdEOdPvSQZI/AAAAAAAAAt4/ImCtDGc0qso/s72-c/img-thing.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-6353966474024231106</id><published>2009-03-27T12:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T12:48:01.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Milk Dud? Really?</title><content type='html'>I copied two of my favorite other bloggers today (Melissa &amp; J-Layne), but this was just too much fun to pass up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.YOUR REAL NAME:&lt;br /&gt;Emilie Bryen Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.WITNESS PROTECTION NAME:(parents’ middle names)&lt;br /&gt;Lillian Bill. So, could I change it to Lil Bil? Hah, this sounds like it should be my rapper name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.NASCAR NAME:(grandfathers’ first names)&lt;br /&gt;Bill Thomas or Thomas Bill. I can't decide which sounds better, both sound pretty generic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.STAR WARS NAME:(the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name)&lt;br /&gt;WilEm. Oh, I could be the next Will.I.Am, except mine would be Will.I.Em. I like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.DETECTIVE NAME:(favorite color, favorite animal)&lt;br /&gt;Pink Cougar. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.SOAP OPERA NAME:(middle name, town where you were born)&lt;br /&gt;Bryen Bellaire........oh, me likey, me &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; likey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.SUPERHERO NAME: (2nd fav color, fav drink, add “THE” to the beginning)&lt;br /&gt;The Purple Captain. Betches better be scared of me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.FLY NAME:(first 2 letters of 1st name, last 2 letters of your last name)&lt;br /&gt;Emms...hells to the yah! Gosh, I just love how this keeps working out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.ROCK STAR NAME:(current pets name (or most currently owned pet), current street name)&lt;br /&gt;Gaspar Bowie. Um, Hello?! David Bowie, anyone?! This just keeps getting better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. PORN NAME: (1st pet, street you grew up on)&lt;br /&gt;Oscar Crescent. Yikes, I think my streak is over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. YOUR GANGSTA NAME:(first 3 letters of real name plus izzle)&lt;br /&gt;Emi-izzle...what up DAWG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. YOUR GOTH NAME:(black, and the name of one of your pets)&lt;br /&gt;Black Henry. Fear me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. STRIPPER NAME: (name of your fav perfume/cologne, fav candy)&lt;br /&gt;Princess Milk Dud. Um, yah, I will just leave it at that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. FAMOUS PERSON WHO YOU WISH YOU DIDN’T SHARE A NAME WITH:&lt;br /&gt;No one because no one spells it like me. muahaha. But, my fave EmilY would definitely have to be Emily Blunt. Love that betch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-6353966474024231106?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/6353966474024231106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=6353966474024231106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/6353966474024231106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/6353966474024231106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/princess-milk-dud-really.html' title='Princess Milk Dud? Really?'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-1735537616055409552</id><published>2009-03-27T09:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T09:19:58.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A look that actually deserves a: 'That's Hot!'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SczeYxTFMyI/AAAAAAAAAtw/ZqBVq3nkfGo/s1600-h/PHiltonDog032509_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SczeYxTFMyI/AAAAAAAAAtw/ZqBVq3nkfGo/s320/PHiltonDog032509_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317869777149309730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dare I say it, I'm kind of loving Paris' top and head-band combo. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The color is so vibrant for Spring and looks great with her (spray) tanned skin, and her hair accessory is really cute and surprisingly subtle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You go, girl. I think she's slowly learning that tiara's are not always meant for day-time wear, as much as I would like for them to be.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for her other accessory, the pooch... Well, he kinda looks like a rabid, little beast. I'd leave buster at home, because, like, he would totally get in the way of my shopping. Duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-1735537616055409552?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/1735537616055409552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=1735537616055409552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1735537616055409552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1735537616055409552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/look-that-actually-deserve-thats-hot.html' title='A look that actually deserves a: &apos;That&apos;s Hot!&apos;'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SczeYxTFMyI/AAAAAAAAAtw/ZqBVq3nkfGo/s72-c/PHiltonDog032509_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-7519040128244545582</id><published>2009-03-27T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T08:52:23.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday...</title><content type='html'>and I just wanna dance !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JMzNeevy1PA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JMzNeevy1PA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-7519040128244545582?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/7519040128244545582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=7519040128244545582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7519040128244545582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7519040128244545582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s Friday...'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-2726210522923344483</id><published>2009-03-26T19:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:02:23.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Special treat from me to you*</title><content type='html'>I can &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; believe I figured out how to do this (I had to watch tutorials on youtube), but without further adieu, I'd like to introduce you guys to my very first VLOG! I'm so techno, people! Loves it and I hope you do, too.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DISCLAIMER: I said 'anywho' about five times. You put Emz in front of a camera and sometimes she repeats herself. Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7zSg9UvvGSA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7zSg9UvvGSA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-2726210522923344483?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/2726210522923344483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=2726210522923344483' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2726210522923344483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2726210522923344483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/special-treat-from-me-to-you.html' title='Special treat from me to you*'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-2578056683781750372</id><published>2009-03-26T11:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T11:31:01.844-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of commission.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScusUIyfVnI/AAAAAAAAAto/syoGfA_7jRU/s1600-h/n2005550_44446735_3831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScusUIyfVnI/AAAAAAAAAto/syoGfA_7jRU/s400/n2005550_44446735_3831.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317533246997616242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling pretty awful today, so much so that my creative juices have ceased to swirl. I'm just not on top of my game today and wish that I had my mom here with me to make me cold wash cloths for my head and hot cups of honey tea for my sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may have to settle for a cup of Whole Foods tea and finally some medicine. I don't think I can fight this cold off on my own much longer. Hopefully, I will be back in full swing tomorrow, or who knows, maybe later today. You know I can't stay away from you guys for too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-2578056683781750372?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/2578056683781750372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=2578056683781750372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2578056683781750372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2578056683781750372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/out-of-commission.html' title='Out of commission.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScusUIyfVnI/AAAAAAAAAto/syoGfA_7jRU/s72-c/n2005550_44446735_3831.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-1116564524459544959</id><published>2009-03-25T15:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T15:02:22.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I twitter, therefore I am.</title><content type='html'>Emz has decided to jump on the cyber band-wagon and tweet! Check out my link on the right side-bar of my bloggie. Now you can follow me even more throughout the day. Exciting, or what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-1116564524459544959?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/1116564524459544959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=1116564524459544959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1116564524459544959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1116564524459544959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-twitter-therefore-i-am.html' title='I twitter, therefore I am.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-2542747916197247497</id><published>2009-03-25T10:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T10:57:47.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate times call for desperate measures.</title><content type='html'>Haha wow this video of Pharrell has officially made my morning, because I, too, have been known to break it down at a McDonald's to get my meal of a choice. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, I'm pretty sure I have a video floating somewhere out there, too. It's amazing what people will do for a Big Mac or Snack Wrap in the morning hours. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U4chHBO_RTA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U4chHBO_RTA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-2542747916197247497?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/2542747916197247497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=2542747916197247497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2542747916197247497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2542747916197247497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/desperate-times-call-for-desperate.html' title='Desperate times call for desperate measures.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-9039051743612070904</id><published>2009-03-24T18:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T18:33:40.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look of the day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SclrceP9gcI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ueYsVTThxiM/s1600-h/293.longoria.eva.lc.032309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SclrceP9gcI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ueYsVTThxiM/s400/293.longoria.eva.lc.032309.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316898971988099522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I please look like this when I'm a 'Desperate Housewife?'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-9039051743612070904?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/9039051743612070904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=9039051743612070904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/9039051743612070904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/9039051743612070904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/look-of-day.html' title='Look of the day.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SclrceP9gcI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ueYsVTThxiM/s72-c/293.longoria.eva.lc.032309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-6279144809137604081</id><published>2009-03-24T15:27:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T15:44:28.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trend Alert.</title><content type='html'>Well, girls, it seems the maxi dress is back in full swing this Spring, and I must say that I am grateful because this look is effortlessly chic and transitions flawlessly from day to night.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's Jessica Szohr (on the left) from Gossip Girl hanging pool side in Miami over the weekend in a tie-dyed version and Nicole Richie looking glam in this silk version last night at her charity event in L.A. Both looks are on trend for this season, and everyone should own a casual and dressier version for the upcoming warmer months. And, want to know the best news? Flats or jeweled sandals look great with both. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SclCOIU66gI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/wmVRssOJUTc/s1600-h/b-Jessica-Szohr-42bcbf735f2a.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SclCOIU66gI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/wmVRssOJUTc/s320/b-Jessica-Szohr-42bcbf735f2a.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316853645608413698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SclCTMuNtmI/AAAAAAAAAtY/JBI3eRpeSAs/s320/90323a1_richie_n_b-gr_011.0.0.0x0.460x743.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316853732687591010" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-6279144809137604081?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/6279144809137604081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=6279144809137604081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/6279144809137604081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/6279144809137604081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/trend-alert.html' title='Trend Alert.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SclCOIU66gI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/wmVRssOJUTc/s72-c/b-Jessica-Szohr-42bcbf735f2a.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-7750881007213688733</id><published>2009-03-24T15:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T15:39:59.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And they said it wouldn't last...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SclBJrj1pbI/AAAAAAAAAtI/QET1aI0srYY/s1600-h/PHiltonBowling0323_07-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SclBJrj1pbI/AAAAAAAAAtI/QET1aI0srYY/s320/PHiltonBowling0323_07-full.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316852469655250354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wonder if Brody is sad that Doug traded in his bromance for a hoemance with P-Hilton.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-7750881007213688733?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/7750881007213688733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=7750881007213688733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7750881007213688733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7750881007213688733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-they-said-it-wouldnt-last.html' title='And they said it wouldn&apos;t last...'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SclBJrj1pbI/AAAAAAAAAtI/QET1aI0srYY/s72-c/PHiltonBowling0323_07-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-208681243411839864</id><published>2009-03-24T15:02:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T15:07:02.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'How long 'til our dreams run dry?'</title><content type='html'>On this dreary day, I just want to listen to Sugarland's 'One Blue Sky' on repeat and I probably will. Gosh, I just love this band. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wx3LyyHTVlc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wx3LyyHTVlc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-208681243411839864?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/208681243411839864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=208681243411839864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/208681243411839864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/208681243411839864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-long-till-our-dreams-run-dry.html' title='&apos;How long &apos;til our dreams run dry?&apos;'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-7520008773686171616</id><published>2009-03-23T18:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T18:52:54.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Channeling her inner Elle Woods.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScggRgdQK1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/V7DzzeLo9fE/s1600-h/beca116a4f0eb789_reesewitherspoon32209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScggRgdQK1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/V7DzzeLo9fE/s400/beca116a4f0eb789_reesewitherspoon32209.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316534845253364562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(popsugar.com)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's Reesey-poo looking absolutely fabulous at the LA premiere of Monsters V. Aliens. Eat your heart out, Ryan Phillipe. Work it, girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-7520008773686171616?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/7520008773686171616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=7520008773686171616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7520008773686171616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7520008773686171616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/channeling-her-inner-elle-woods.html' title='Channeling her inner Elle Woods.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScggRgdQK1I/AAAAAAAAAtA/V7DzzeLo9fE/s72-c/beca116a4f0eb789_reesewitherspoon32209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-5847199644050647882</id><published>2009-03-23T12:39:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T18:43:23.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ATX Celebrity-ish Sightings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScgbjtU2zKI/AAAAAAAAAsw/fOkRJnWTDt4/s1600-h/amberkanye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScgbjtU2zKI/AAAAAAAAAsw/fOkRJnWTDt4/s320/amberkanye.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316529660387314850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not have gotten to meet Perez this weekend or Kanye West (who made quite the surprise appearance at Perez's show), but I did get to see Kanye's new girlfriend, Amber Rose, in the powder room at the Alamo Drafthouse last night, and let me just tell you: She. is. one. fierce. diva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at her in the mirror as she meticulously applied her bright red lipstick contemplating what to ask her. 'So what shade is that?' 'Where did you get your shoes?' I definitely could not say, 'OMG! You're Kanye's main squeeze, right?' Even though, that was all that seemed to want to come out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, I didn't say a thing, but I of course asked someone who worked there if Kanye was in the building. Sadly, he wasn't, but Amber was there with his body-guard. Interesting, very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this past weekend, I saw The Bachelor from Austin, again. (You know the one who infamously left &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt; women broken-hearted in the season's finale). I saw him earlier in the week eating lunch at PF Changs, which is appareantly one of his favorite haunts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course I told him this when I spotted him for the second time on 6th Street (outside one of the five bars he owns here), and I told him that I fully supported his decision not to pick either girl because I wasn't a fan of either of them. I think I caught him off guard, because he laughed hysterically and happily obliged to a photo, or three. Here we are:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScgcwdlfSRI/AAAAAAAAAs4/WZUaufKz4_8/s320/n2018850_55342736_4436804.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316530979012036882" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-5847199644050647882?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/5847199644050647882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=5847199644050647882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5847199644050647882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5847199644050647882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/atx-celebrity-sightings.html' title='ATX Celebrity-ish Sightings'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScgbjtU2zKI/AAAAAAAAAsw/fOkRJnWTDt4/s72-c/amberkanye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-2162320920661049664</id><published>2009-03-22T15:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:31:39.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jam Sesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScagIzsFdYI/AAAAAAAAAsg/3M0j8S0tMwU/s1600-h/n2014083_46842250_938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScagIzsFdYI/AAAAAAAAAsg/3M0j8S0tMwU/s320/n2014083_46842250_938.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316112483331962242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about that time again (my latest dancin' tunes):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MGMT- "Time To Pretend"&lt;br /&gt;Sugarland- "April Showers"&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce- "Halo" &amp; "Diva"&lt;br /&gt;Brad Paisley- "Then"&lt;br /&gt;Empire of the Sun- "Walking On A Dream"&lt;br /&gt;Toby Keith- "Should Have Been A Cowboy"&lt;br /&gt;Charlie Robison- "My Hometown"&lt;br /&gt;Miley Cyrus- "The Climb"&lt;br /&gt;Jesse McCartney- "How Do You Sleep?"&lt;br /&gt;Gabrielle- "Out of Reach"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-2162320920661049664?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/2162320920661049664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=2162320920661049664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2162320920661049664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2162320920661049664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/jam-sesh.html' title='Jam Sesh'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScagIzsFdYI/AAAAAAAAAsg/3M0j8S0tMwU/s72-c/n2014083_46842250_938.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-4877152334151271297</id><published>2009-03-22T15:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:09:56.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On a brighter note.</title><content type='html'>I'm going to see 'I Love You, Man' tonight, and I'm so excited. My dad loved it, so I know it's going to be a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the extended trailer below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FPY-YXx5Ne4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FPY-YXx5Ne4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-4877152334151271297?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/4877152334151271297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=4877152334151271297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/4877152334151271297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/4877152334151271297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-brighter-note.html' title='On a brighter note.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-3575242180057270353</id><published>2009-03-22T14:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:02:07.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Day.</title><content type='html'>Liz and I went to Book People yesterday afternoon to try and see/meet Perez. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Red Carpet Suicide&lt;/span&gt; was already sold out by the time we got there, and in order to even catch a glimpse of him (he was secluded on the third floor) you had to purchase a book to receive a color-coded wrist band which decided the order of which you got to meet him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a process. But, honestly, what were we expecting? He is the Queen of All Media. Oh well, until next time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-3575242180057270353?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/3575242180057270353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=3575242180057270353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3575242180057270353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3575242180057270353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/sad-day.html' title='Sad Day.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-4451408879543127659</id><published>2009-03-22T14:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:58:29.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Gaga? Gwen Stefani?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScaYEDNxIrI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ED-aJ8QouXw/s1600-h/092a4d71517b7d23_nr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScaYEDNxIrI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ED-aJ8QouXw/s400/092a4d71517b7d23_nr2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316103605507400370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. It's actually Nicole Richie on the latest cover of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;BlackBook&lt;/span&gt; Magazine. I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; didn't recognize her. Her rings are so (sasha) Fierce. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-4451408879543127659?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/4451408879543127659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=4451408879543127659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/4451408879543127659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/4451408879543127659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/lady-gaga-gwen-stefani.html' title='Lady Gaga? Gwen Stefani?'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScaYEDNxIrI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ED-aJ8QouXw/s72-c/092a4d71517b7d23_nr2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-7198484417492859337</id><published>2009-03-20T15:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T15:22:09.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lust.</title><content type='html'>The essential Spring Bag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScP3ly188zI/AAAAAAAAAsI/NgDptsKbTNo/s1600-h/378_JuicyBag_300x250_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScP3ly188zI/AAAAAAAAAsI/NgDptsKbTNo/s400/378_JuicyBag_300x250_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315364213902603058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where art thou, how do you say, 'Sugar Daddy'?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-7198484417492859337?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/7198484417492859337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=7198484417492859337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7198484417492859337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7198484417492859337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/lust.html' title='Lust.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScP3ly188zI/AAAAAAAAAsI/NgDptsKbTNo/s72-c/378_JuicyBag_300x250_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-6315080807993042664</id><published>2009-03-20T14:51:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T15:18:54.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Think before you speak.</title><content type='html'>EmZ doesn't typically like to comment on politics, money or religion on her blog. Just like she doesn't like to talk about these issues with friends or family for that matter, but lets just say what I just read has left me flabbergasted. And, it takes a lot for me to be flabbergasted. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our current President, Barack Obama, equated his bowling skills last night on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Tonight Show With Jay Leno &lt;/span&gt;to that of someone in the Special Olympics. Really, dude? You are the President. Of. The. United. States. People in the Special Olympics are Americans, too and some of them may have lended their vote to y-o-u. The Special Olympics and everyone involved deserves quite the I-O-U from Obama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's my two cents. Please don't make me write about you again, Mr. President. Let me stick to the important things in life, like fashion and celebrities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you missed it. Can you say DAMAGE CONTROL? My favorite part is Jay's reaction. Loss for words, much? Watch below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IrqA5Qdmw7w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IrqA5Qdmw7w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-6315080807993042664?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/6315080807993042664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=6315080807993042664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/6315080807993042664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/6315080807993042664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/think-before-you-speak.html' title='Think before you speak.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-4152420878197723628</id><published>2009-03-20T11:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T12:07:41.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Status: Giddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScPM4p9lsmI/AAAAAAAAAsA/J9QGs_7xBxs/s1600-h/perez-hilton-400ds0801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScPM4p9lsmI/AAAAAAAAAsA/J9QGs_7xBxs/s320/perez-hilton-400ds0801.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315317258936234594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you ask? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because the one and only, P-Nasty is somewhere in my city. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am almost positive he is probably staying at the Four Seasons or Omni downtown (since they are the most glamorous for his Queenie taste) and they are within walking distance of my apartment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am determined to find him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dell is hosting a party for him tomorrow night at an unknown location downtown, which I of course entered to win tickets to. 10 times. And, there is a book signing tomorrow afternoon for his award-winning &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Red Carpet Suicid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; at Book People, which is also within walking distance to me. I have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; to talk to him about, and I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; be first in line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I already have visions of our first, but definitely not last picture together. I can't wait to tell him all about my blog, and most importantly, that it is named after him. Remember his show, 'What Perez Sez" on Vh1? Just trying to make sure we are all on the same page here, people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also want to hand him my pink, scented resume and see if he is currently accepting applications for correspondents around the country. Gosh, I hope there's not like a time limit on how much time each person gets to talk to him because I'm going to need at least a week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-4152420878197723628?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/4152420878197723628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=4152420878197723628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/4152420878197723628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/4152420878197723628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/current-status-giddy.html' title='Current Status: Giddy'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScPM4p9lsmI/AAAAAAAAAsA/J9QGs_7xBxs/s72-c/perez-hilton-400ds0801.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-2184301909576045992</id><published>2009-03-20T11:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T11:23:27.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate, much?</title><content type='html'>I guess people resort to some pretty pathetic things when their career's are in the tanker.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's evidence: from POPSUGAR.COM, Lez Lo on the latest covery of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nylon&lt;/span&gt; Magazine&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScPA6hHRomI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Drgw9t_QSig/s1600-h/1ae567e4f31daa9b_lohan-nylon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScPA6hHRomI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Drgw9t_QSig/s400/1ae567e4f31daa9b_lohan-nylon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315304096781148770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On her Future: "I'm talking to lots of people. One is Sean Penn-- I spoke to him again the other day. We're trying to get Seth Rogen for this project, but Seth won't call us back. So call us back, Seth, if you're reading this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't do it Seth, you are so much better than that! Plus you know that flick would go straight to DVD anyway. I mean looked what happened to 'I Know Who Killed Me.' Have you ever met one person who's actually seen it? I bet you could find more people who watched 'Glitter' willingly just to hear Mariah sing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-2184301909576045992?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/2184301909576045992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=2184301909576045992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2184301909576045992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2184301909576045992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/desperate-much.html' title='Desperate, much?'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScPA6hHRomI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Drgw9t_QSig/s72-c/1ae567e4f31daa9b_lohan-nylon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-2045794501241284415</id><published>2009-03-19T18:24:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:07:13.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All in a day's work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScLa44M8OZI/AAAAAAAAArw/roHdjOL8BRg/s1600-h/crazy_2Dbaby_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScLa44M8OZI/AAAAAAAAArw/roHdjOL8BRg/s320/crazy_2Dbaby_small.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315051180944800146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, among other possible full-time job prospects that are currently in the works (it's about damn time) I have also decided to add substitute teacher to my plate. Because, hey, if these other fabulous opportunities happen to fall through, who wouldn't want to chase kids around all day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go in to the day care center this morning at 8:30 for my 'observation training' (i.e. they had to make sure I wasn't a complete psycho). Here's hoping I passed! It's now 6:30. I just walked in the door, and my feet are propped up on a pillow on my love seat. My entire body aches. I smell like baby wipes, baby food, sun screen and dirt. Quite the mix, eh? Yes, I am anxiously awaiting one long shower, but I had to blog first. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of the day was babies, babies and more babies. Don't get me wrong they were adorable, but after my lunch break, I was excited to meet the 'monkey group' (which are the 3-year-olds, and I quickly learned that they are &lt;span style=""&gt;appropriately&lt;/span&gt; named). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are the reason I hurt and smell like dirt and sun screen. They play outside from 2:30 until 5:30, and they don't stop for three hours. I ran and played and pushed kids in swings and made letters out of rocks and slid down slides I was way too small for and played catch with the boys and ran some more. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, do you want to know the thing that made my day oh, so worth it? The cherry on top of my sundae, if you will? As I was swinging little Ariella on the swings, she put her head upside down and said to me: "I wish my name was Emilie." And I replied, "What? I love your name. You have a princess name." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, she shook her head and said, "No, I want your name." So, naturally I retorted back: "Why, when your name is so special?" (especially, because all she talked about all day was her love for princesses and Princess Ariel.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she looked at me and said, "I want your name because I want to be like you." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, my heart melted just a little, and I realized that maybe a profession in child care wouldn't be such a bad thing after all, as long as I get compliments like that every day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-2045794501241284415?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/2045794501241284415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=2045794501241284415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2045794501241284415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2045794501241284415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-in-days-work.html' title='All in a day&apos;s work.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScLa44M8OZI/AAAAAAAAArw/roHdjOL8BRg/s72-c/crazy_2Dbaby_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-7823043614637022936</id><published>2009-03-19T00:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:11:03.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty &amp; Nice</title><content type='html'>Check out this sizzling new cover of Rolling Stone (from PopSugar.com). I can't tell you how excited I am that G.G is back on in full force. My Monday nights were just not the same without all the drama and scandal. Oh, and how crazy is this?! Blair aka Leighton Meester is dating a former principal's son from my day school. (did you get that?) How crazy would it be to see Blair in my church on Sunday?! haha, i can't even imagine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScHRsHKvkAI/AAAAAAAAAro/qBLzIeKV6q0/s1600-h/bd223dbbf7b067aa_GG-Rolling-Stone-31709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScHRsHKvkAI/AAAAAAAAAro/qBLzIeKV6q0/s400/bd223dbbf7b067aa_GG-Rolling-Stone-31709.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314759591042453506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Emz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-7823043614637022936?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/7823043614637022936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=7823043614637022936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7823043614637022936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7823043614637022936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/naughty-nice.html' title='Naughty &amp; Nice'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScHRsHKvkAI/AAAAAAAAAro/qBLzIeKV6q0/s72-c/bd223dbbf7b067aa_GG-Rolling-Stone-31709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-2895981363729993592</id><published>2009-03-18T18:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T18:33:31.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'll see you around, around my home town..."</title><content type='html'>So, I am slowly but surely learning that Texas Country is oh, so different than Nashville Country, and true Texans get really offended when you don't know the difference. Needless to say, I am trying to learn all that I can about this new genre, especially since I now reside in the live music capital of the world. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So check out one of my new favorite Texas Country singers, Charlie Robison. We jammed out to his song, "My hometown" the whole way back from the ranch, and I am now obsessed. (I couldn't find his real music video, but you still get the gist with this one). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7osnZTch6UM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7osnZTch6UM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-2895981363729993592?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/2895981363729993592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=2895981363729993592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2895981363729993592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2895981363729993592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-see-you-around-around-my-home-town.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ll see you around, around my home town...&quot;'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-332040716000958411</id><published>2009-03-18T17:44:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:40:50.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would J Simps do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScF-Ao6IPzI/AAAAAAAAArg/Itp8h43Lxio/s1600-h/2649_893074279841_2013088_55121553_6744095_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScF-Ao6IPzI/AAAAAAAAArg/Itp8h43Lxio/s320/2649_893074279841_2013088_55121553_6744095_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314667584720224050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend, our Sunday Funday was not your typical one. Or, at least not one I'm used to. I'm used to drinking 25 cent pints at Salty Dog or drinking Corona's poolside in Florida. Well, let's just say, things are a little different in Texas. On Sundays, or actually I'm pretty sure every other day of the week, Texan boys like to shoot things, fish and off road on their ranches. Me? Well, I learned this weekend that I'm not really into all that. I just like to lay on the dock and look pretty. (at least that's what Liz says). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went out to one of our friends ranch houses on Sunday and all of the girls and boys shot targets in the lake while I watched, and played with the dog, Max. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScF66Xs1rxI/AAAAAAAAArQ/Wb_KPqVJ7js/s320/2649_893074918561_2013088_55121606_6589706_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314664178486980370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every single one of them pleaded with me to shoot. "Just one time. I swear it's not that bad", they said. "Uh, no thanks, you know those things can, like, kill people, right?" I replied. Plus, these guns were no joke. They were huge and looked and sounded like they could do a lot of damage. Liz and Alisha fell to the ground after each shot because their ears were ringing. And, Alisha at one point thought she had cracked a tooth (now, that would have gone over &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; well on Monday morning at dental school). So, why these persistent gun-men thought I would want to shoot, is beyond me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend made me wonder how I'm going to fit in here if I can't even hold a gun, especially because, according to Kathy Morningside in Miss Congeniality: "This is Texas. Everybody has a gun. My florist has a gun." But, when I'm feeling down and out, I just close my eyes and click my Jessica Simpson cowboy boots together and think what would she do? Somehow, it always makes me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-332040716000958411?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/332040716000958411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=332040716000958411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/332040716000958411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/332040716000958411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-would-j-simps-do.html' title='What Would J Simps do?'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/ScF-Ao6IPzI/AAAAAAAAArg/Itp8h43Lxio/s72-c/2649_893074279841_2013088_55121553_6744095_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-4317463132237554151</id><published>2009-03-18T17:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T18:17:46.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back by popular demand...</title><content type='html'>(err, rather, by my dear friend Kelly's plea).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, sorry for the wait y'all, but Emz and her wireless internet connection are back and better than ever. Since the last time you heard from me a few things have changed in my personal and professional life, but we shall save those little tid bits for later :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, remember how I told you I would be my normal blogging self by this weekend? Well as you can tell, that obviously didn't happen, but I have good reason, I swear. Alisha and Alyce were here for their Spring Break. And, this weekend, I lived vicariously through them and consumed a little too much Mexican food and more than enough margaritas. Needless to say, blogging just wasn't in my frame of mind, but don't think that means I didn't miss you guys, because I did. A lot. I missed telling you what's on my mind. Let's never spend this much time apart again. Capeesh? You all (whoever and wherever you are) are like my release, and I thank you for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's get down to business: This weekend was one for the books. I felt like Paris Hilton. It was so HOT. I went out Thursday night, Friday night, Saturday night and had a Sunday Funday. Seriously, who does that? It's Wednesday and my body and toes (damn you, stilletos, are still feeling the pain). Liz and I usually only make it out on Friday nights because we're, like, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; big girls now and have to be responsible, and we've actually come to enjoy exploring our new city during the day on Saturday or just laying on the couch and watching Lifetime movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I'm not complaining. This weekend was a blast, and I'm glad that even though I hurt now, I can still run with the big dogs. I know deep down that I am getting too old to celebrate Spring Break like the good 'ol college days, but for the time being I am savoring my youth for as long as I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-4317463132237554151?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/4317463132237554151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=4317463132237554151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/4317463132237554151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/4317463132237554151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-by-popular-demand.html' title='Back by popular demand...'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-5899022567836546737</id><published>2009-03-13T02:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T02:45:45.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't believe...</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in almost a week! Our wireless connection has been really testy lately but I promise I will be back in full force this weekend!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-5899022567836546737?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/5899022567836546737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=5899022567836546737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5899022567836546737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5899022567836546737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/cant-believe.html' title='Can&apos;t believe...'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-4483473453865872552</id><published>2009-03-13T02:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T02:40:21.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Details, details, details....</title><content type='html'>are coming soon! Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-4483473453865872552?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/4483473453865872552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=4483473453865872552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/4483473453865872552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/4483473453865872552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/details-details-details.html' title='Details, details, details....'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-3951045240317547052</id><published>2009-03-07T16:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T16:50:55.535-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God Bless Texas</title><content type='html'>Saw this today and it made me smile. I can't wait until I see McConaughey in the flesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-IS0-F9dm1s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-IS0-F9dm1s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-3951045240317547052?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/3951045240317547052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=3951045240317547052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3951045240317547052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3951045240317547052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/god-bless-texas.html' title='God Bless Texas'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-5358006260316854919</id><published>2009-03-05T22:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:51:40.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I was on a boat.</title><content type='html'>I just showed this video to Liz from the hilarious Andy Samberg and right after she said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, you know if we were on a cruise right now, I would blast this shiz all day and all night. Also, now that we're on the subject, once we start making the big bucks we are so going to take a Spring Break cruise again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: You know, a lot of boats leave out of Texas. (Clearly, I've been thinking the same thing).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7yfISlGLNU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7yfISlGLNU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-5358006260316854919?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/5358006260316854919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=5358006260316854919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5358006260316854919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/5358006260316854919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wish-i-was-on-boat.html' title='I wish I was on a boat.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-9007776441578294843</id><published>2009-03-05T15:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T15:53:25.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We are always running for the thrill of it.</title><content type='html'>You know when you hear a song that you really like but you have no clue who sings it so you can't even begin to look for it? Well, I found mine today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always hear this particular jam when I'm at Forever 21, and today I discovered it on Audrina Patridge's blog. I don't know what's worse: The fact that I go into Forever 21 so often that I know all of the songs on their in-store CD, or the fact that I occasionally read Audrina's blog. Anyway, have a listen and see if your foot starts tapping:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zmM2RwlxGt0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zmM2RwlxGt0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-9007776441578294843?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/9007776441578294843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=9007776441578294843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/9007776441578294843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/9007776441578294843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-are-always-running-for-thrill-of-it.html' title='We are always running for the thrill of it.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-3342789646700978350</id><published>2009-03-05T14:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T15:10:39.021-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting tan and jacked, just like Barbie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SbA_C0-tG9I/AAAAAAAAArA/7NM6aTuLDLM/s1600-h/51G3PTW82CL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 169px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SbA_C0-tG9I/AAAAAAAAArA/7NM6aTuLDLM/s320/51G3PTW82CL.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309813278483749842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Liz came home for lunch yesterday around 1ish and when she left to go back to work, I walked out with her because I was heading out for a run. When she came home at 6:30, I was just walking in from the gym:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz: Um, please tell me you have not been at the gym this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;entire&lt;/span&gt; time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, I just went back. I have a lot of energy today, and I figured why not work out twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz: Who are you? Workout Barbie?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what has come over me, people, but I am loving feelin' the burn. And, let me just say, I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; feeling the burn today. Maybe I need to gradually work up to two-a-days, but I know my thighs and butt will thank me later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-3342789646700978350?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/3342789646700978350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=3342789646700978350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3342789646700978350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3342789646700978350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/getting-tan-and-jacked-just-like-barbie.html' title='Getting tan and jacked, just like Barbie.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SbA_C0-tG9I/AAAAAAAAArA/7NM6aTuLDLM/s72-c/51G3PTW82CL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-6964638237368142347</id><published>2009-03-05T10:15:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:49:16.495-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Turns out, you can watch football in Ben Hill Griffin stadium for life, with the best seats in the house!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sa_-jM23bmI/AAAAAAAAAq4/bgbjiGoUYTg/s1600-h/n2005550_42496606_4498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sa_-jM23bmI/AAAAAAAAAq4/bgbjiGoUYTg/s320/n2005550_42496606_4498.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309742366393331298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my besties, Hannah, told me about this Tampa Tribune article this morning, and I immediately looked it up. I've never really thought about where I would like my ashes to rest after I am dead and gone, but this article really makes me think about it a lot more. Sure, the University of Florida was only a part of my life for four years, but those were undoubtedly the best years of my life so far. I met my best friends, lived on my own for the very first time, and most importantly, found myself and discovered my true passions in life. So, check this out, and for all my Gator readers out there, leave me in the comment section where you would want to be remembered on the field.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UF Wants State OK To Keep Ashes On Campus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Associated Press&lt;br /&gt;Published: March 4, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TALLAHASSEE - The University of Florida doesn't advertise it, but about once a month people call about having their ashes spread on the school's football field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school tries to honor those requests and knows alumni quietly scatter ashes on the campus's Lake Alice or behind fraternity houses. Now the school wants to build a more permanent home: a Gator graveyard of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The university wants to build what's called a columbarium — a structure with niches for the ashes of alumni — but there's a catch. Without the blessing of state lawmakers, the idea itself is dead. A bill that keeps the project alive passed its first committee Wednesday without objection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We feel like it would be meeting a need. I can't tell you how many people call," said Katie Marquis, the university's alumni association director of membership and marketing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, to build a columbarium the university would have to be licensed as a cemetery. But the state's oldest and largest university wouldn't qualify because new Florida cemeteries must have a minimum of 30 acres. That's more than 20 times the size of the field of "The Swamp," the university's Ben Hill Griffin Stadium, and the university can't set aside that kind of space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, the project is riding on a bill that would exempt the university and let it build a columbarium of five acres or less.&lt;br /&gt;The proposed law would actually let any of Florida's 11 state schools to build their own campus columbarium, but a University of Florida lawyer helped draft the bill and the school has been promoting it. Identical bills have been filed in both the House and Senate (SB 926, HB 671).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University officials first floated the idea of a columbarium by Lake Alice in 2007. At the time, officials said a niche at the memorial might cost $3,000 to $5,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn Mizereck, who graduated from the university in 1973 and is now involved with the alumni association, said she understands the desire to spend eternity on campus and told her husband the football field is where she wants to be.&lt;br /&gt;"Your ashes got to be somewhere," Mizereck said. "I personally would like to be on the 50-yard line because I don't want to miss anything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the bill passes and the university constructs its planned building it wouldn't be the first to house alumni's remains. The University of Virginia opened a 180-vault columbarium in 1991 and another 180 spaces in 2004. A master plan calls for building more space when those run out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indiana's Notre Dame opened a cemetery in 1843 and in 2007 added a columbarium with approximately 650 niches and 70 crypts. The university says it has sold roughly a third of the space available and could construct up to nine more similar buildings based on demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Florida, the bill may have a fair chance of passing, not least because the University of Florida has a special place in many lawmakers' hearts. Six of the Senate's 40 members attended the university at some point as did nearly a quarter of the House's 120 members.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-6964638237368142347?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/6964638237368142347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=6964638237368142347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/6964638237368142347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/6964638237368142347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/turns-out-you-can-watch-football-in-ben.html' title='Turns out, you can watch football in Ben Hill Griffin stadium for life, with the best seats in the house!'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sa_-jM23bmI/AAAAAAAAAq4/bgbjiGoUYTg/s72-c/n2005550_42496606_4498.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-7704298649613643708</id><published>2009-03-04T15:31:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:30:54.657-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sa9HXpkhH-I/AAAAAAAAAqw/BYNWgewVJZw/s1600-h/293.witherspoon.ellemag.030409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sa9HXpkhH-I/AAAAAAAAAqw/BYNWgewVJZw/s320/293.witherspoon.ellemag.030409.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309540957314686946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one messes with Elle Woods. Here's Reese on the latest cover of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elle&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On her divorce and adulterous husband: “Very humiliating and very isolating…But, by the way, if it’s not painful, maybe it wasn’t the right decision to marry to begin with. Those are the appropriate emotions."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-7704298649613643708?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/7704298649613643708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=7704298649613643708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7704298649613643708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7704298649613643708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/burn.html' title='Burn.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sa9HXpkhH-I/AAAAAAAAAqw/BYNWgewVJZw/s72-c/293.witherspoon.ellemag.030409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-8166968074493593615</id><published>2009-03-04T12:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:12:42.779-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So far, so good.</title><content type='html'>It's been a week of Lent, and I am holding on strong. So far, I have worked out every week day (cut myself a little slack this weekend) and have not had one chip or a single bite of salsa or queso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just say how hard this is going to be? Living in Texas? I'm just waiting for the next time I go to a Mexican restaurant, especially when Alisha (My tex-mex lovin' BFF) comes to visit next week. This is really going to be the true test, but I am determined to stick to my Lent promise this year. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-8166968074493593615?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/8166968074493593615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=8166968074493593615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/8166968074493593615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/8166968074493593615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-far-so-good.html' title='So far, so good.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-1466530569593541554</id><published>2009-03-04T11:30:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:33:51.199-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Better than ever.</title><content type='html'>Pictures of Brit from her opening Circus show in NoLa last night. I have come to the conclusion that she needs to come out with a work out video. I want my legs to look like hers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sa67JrZMzXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/wa5xL-n2DW4/s1600-h/spl83870_042_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sa67JrZMzXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/wa5xL-n2DW4/s320/spl83870_042_0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309386785658031474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sa67C668ThI/AAAAAAAAAqY/PMCbcH1THEg/s1600-h/spl83870_065_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sa67C668ThI/AAAAAAAAAqY/PMCbcH1THEg/s320/spl83870_065_0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309386669567004178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sa667DtC8bI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/hYvqWf_qvUs/s1600-h/britney_spears_02_wenn23161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sa667DtC8bI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/hYvqWf_qvUs/s320/britney_spears_02_wenn23161.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309386534485684658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-1466530569593541554?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/1466530569593541554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=1466530569593541554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1466530569593541554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1466530569593541554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/better-than-ever.html' title='Better than ever.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sa67JrZMzXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/wa5xL-n2DW4/s72-c/spl83870_042_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-6957923343119500834</id><published>2009-03-04T11:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:51:30.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chain Mail.</title><content type='html'>Cute e-mail my mom sent me today. Enjoy, and Happy Hump Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To Be 6"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  man was sitting on the edge of the bed, observing his wife,&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 looking at herself in the mirror.  Since her birthday&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 was not far off he asked what she'd like to have for&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 her Birthday? I'd like to be six again', she replied, still looking in the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; On the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 morning of her Birthday, he arose early,&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 made her a nice big bowl of  Lucky Charms, and then&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 took her to Six Flags theme park.. What a&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 day!  He  put her on every ride in the park; the Death Slide, the Wall of&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 Fear, the Screaming Monster Roller&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 Coaster, everything there was.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;    Five  hours later they staggered out of the theme park. Her head&lt;br /&gt;&gt; was  reeling and her stomach felt  upside  down.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He then took her to a a McDonald's where he ordered her a Happy&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 Meal with extra  fries and a chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 shake.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;   Then it was&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 off to a movie, popcorn, a soda pop, and her favorite&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 candy,   M&amp;M 's. What a fabulous adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 Finally she wobbled home with her husband  and&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 collapsed into bed exhausted.. He leaned over his wife with a&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 big smile and  lovingly asked, 'Well Dear, what was it&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 like being six&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 again??'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;   Her eyeys  slowly opened and her expression suddenly changed.. 'I meant&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 my  dress size, you dumb&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 ass!'&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; The moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 Even when a man is listening, he's gonna get it&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                 wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-6957923343119500834?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/6957923343119500834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=6957923343119500834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/6957923343119500834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/6957923343119500834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/chain-mail.html' title='Chain Mail.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-3183657343773726489</id><published>2009-03-03T23:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T23:40:23.478-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scary Truth?</title><content type='html'>I don't know whether to cry or laugh at this article I read today on gawker.com. As frustrating and daunting as it is trying to find a job right now, let alone at a newspaper or magazine, writing has always been my passion. I guess all I can do is stay positive and be okay with the fact that most people's first jobs aren't their dream jobs. And, in the meantime, I'll be penning the next great American novel, which will obviously make me millions. A girl can dream, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten New Jobs For Journalism School Graduates&lt;br /&gt;By Hamilton Nolan, 3:25 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that there are not enough jobs for people already in journalism, kids still pay big money to go to J-schools. Where will they find work? New ideas for a new world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old: War reporter. New: Army Private—No embedding necessary. Write a book afterwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old: Gossip reporter. New: Bartender—You will know everything there is to know about the glamorous alcoholics in front of you, every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old: Sports reporter. New: NBA Superstar—Statistically, J-school graduates are now equally likely to land either of these jobs when they get out of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old: Foreign correspondent. New: Peace Corps—The Peace Corps is still accepting applicants, as far as we know. Knowing how to write comes in handy when teaching English, in Uzbekistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old: Business reporter. New: TPS Reports Writer—You'll find that the upside-down pyramid style really helps middle management digest those TPS reports more quickly and effectively. A good use for copy editing as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old: Media reporter. New: Flack—New graduates could actually have a leg up on getting into the PR industry. All the laid-off reporters trying to switch careers probably pissed off and abused the flacks already; new grads can act like J-school was just a training ground for Corporate Communications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old: Feature writer. New: Subway Performer—Countless enterprising young J-schoolers have come here to the big city and knocked out an experiential "Life of a Subway Performer" story for their features class. Now you can cut out the middleman by writing features on the L train, for change. The tunnel between 1st Ave. and Bedford gives you upwards of three minutes to capture your subjects' essential spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old: Paid Intern. New: Unpaid Intern—Money corrupts the editorial process!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old: Travel writer. New: Cruise Ship Employee—See the world, free of deadlines and hassling editors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old: Underqualified journalist. New: Overqualified blogger—Uh...on second thought, we don't need the competition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-3183657343773726489?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/3183657343773726489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=3183657343773726489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3183657343773726489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/3183657343773726489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/scary-truth.html' title='The Scary Truth?'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-7591138757921687122</id><published>2009-03-03T14:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T14:17:00.884-06:00</updated><title type='text'>all time classic</title><content type='html'>Ever since I heard this song in the movie 'Drive Me Crazy' with Melissa Joan Hart, I was instantly hooked. I had to know who sang it at that instant. After a few days of searching, I finally found it and years later it still makes me so happy every time I hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I literally can still listen to it on repeat. I think I can safely say it's one of my favorite songs of all time. Have a listen and see what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BsK1m_ifInE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BsK1m_ifInE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-7591138757921687122?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/7591138757921687122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=7591138757921687122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7591138757921687122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7591138757921687122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-time-classic.html' title='all time classic'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-1780839618352720866</id><published>2009-03-03T13:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T13:57:07.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Luck Next Time.</title><content type='html'>Bonnie announced the winner of her 'Rock The Soap' contest this morning, and my mom and I didn't win :( &lt;br /&gt;Oh well, you win some and you lose some, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-1780839618352720866?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/1780839618352720866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=1780839618352720866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1780839618352720866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1780839618352720866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/better-luck-next-time.html' title='Better Luck Next Time.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-470053768585236500</id><published>2009-03-03T00:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T00:36:33.695-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brit &amp; Candies?!</title><content type='html'>Talk about a dynamic duo! I may actually buy some clothes from this line since my favorite is now the spokes-model! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SazPUdoMdbI/AAAAAAAAAqI/OQuF2XUfla4/s1600-h/7ebce0b36fda3850_Brit-CAndies-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SazPUdoMdbI/AAAAAAAAAqI/OQuF2XUfla4/s320/7ebce0b36fda3850_Brit-CAndies-.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308846011220522418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-470053768585236500?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/470053768585236500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=470053768585236500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/470053768585236500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/470053768585236500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/brit-candies.html' title='Brit &amp; Candies?!'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SazPUdoMdbI/AAAAAAAAAqI/OQuF2XUfla4/s72-c/7ebce0b36fda3850_Brit-CAndies-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-1164899366496642209</id><published>2009-03-02T22:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:26:07.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold The Phone!</title><content type='html'>If pink dolphins exist, does that mean so do mermaids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sayw33HgcgI/AAAAAAAAAqA/JhVSS-9wKmg/s1600-h/pink-dolphin__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sayw33HgcgI/AAAAAAAAAqA/JhVSS-9wKmg/s320/pink-dolphin__oPt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308812534497702402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From PerezHilton.com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In Lake Calcasieu, Louisiana, a wonder worthy of Hello Kitty has been discovered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pink dolphin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shit you not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dolphin's "stunningly pink" color is the result of albinism, which is indicated by its red eyes as well as its pink skin. Don't worry, the dolphin is totally healthy. He's just pink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charter boat captain Erik Rue spotted and photographed the pink dolphin, saying, "I had never seen anything like it. It's the same color throughout the whole body and it looks like it just came out of a paint booth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wonder if the dolphin is a Perez fan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regina Asmutis-Silvia, senior biologist with the Whale and Dolphin Conservation Society reminds folks to "be careful, as with any dolphins, to respect it - observe from a distance, limit their time watching, don't chase or harass it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That way everyone can enjoy the fabulous dolphin for as long as he lives!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-1164899366496642209?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/1164899366496642209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=1164899366496642209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1164899366496642209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1164899366496642209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/hold-phone.html' title='Hold The Phone!'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Sayw33HgcgI/AAAAAAAAAqA/JhVSS-9wKmg/s72-c/pink-dolphin__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-2814393696800898093</id><published>2009-03-02T16:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:05:15.275-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This set list is TOXIC.</title><content type='html'>Miss Spears' concert line-up just released on Perez:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIRCUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perez/Parade Intro&lt;br /&gt;Circus (Funky Remix)&lt;br /&gt;Piece of Me&lt;br /&gt;Thunderstorm Segue&lt;br /&gt;Radar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOUSE OF FUN (Anything Goes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martial Arts Segue&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Ooh Baby/Hot as Ice&lt;br /&gt;Boys&lt;br /&gt;If U Seek Amy&lt;br /&gt;Me Against the Music (Bollywood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREAKSHOW/PEEPSHOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's Looking for Something Segue&lt;br /&gt;Freakshow&lt;br /&gt;Get Naked&lt;br /&gt;Britney's Hotline&lt;br /&gt;Breathe on Me/Touch of My Hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELECTRO CIRC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break the Ice Segue&lt;br /&gt;Do Something&lt;br /&gt;Slave&lt;br /&gt;Dancer Solo Segue/Heartbeat Segue&lt;br /&gt;Toxic&lt;br /&gt;Baby One More Time (Remix)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENCORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Womanizer (Extended Remix)&lt;br /&gt;Circus Reprise: The Bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;got&lt;/span&gt; to get tickets to this show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-2814393696800898093?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/2814393696800898093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=2814393696800898093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2814393696800898093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2814393696800898093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-set-list-is-toxic.html' title='This set list is TOXIC.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-1516144475073082810</id><published>2009-03-02T13:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:56:19.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Saw5UNdBfaI/AAAAAAAAAp4/pY-Xp_FfRhE/s1600-h/293.ad.JenniferAniston.030209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Saw5UNdBfaI/AAAAAAAAAp4/pY-Xp_FfRhE/s320/293.ad.JenniferAniston.030209.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308681080134532514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen on the latest cover of Elle UK on her divorce:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No matter what I say, things will always be taken out of context and misinterpreted, will always be turned around to make it seem as though I won’t let something go, or that I just keep talking about it over and over."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-1516144475073082810?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/1516144475073082810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=1516144475073082810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1516144475073082810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1516144475073082810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/Saw5UNdBfaI/AAAAAAAAAp4/pY-Xp_FfRhE/s72-c/293.ad.JenniferAniston.030209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-4101565684853043648</id><published>2009-03-02T11:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T12:01:24.799-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not even PhotoShop can take away that crazy look in her eyes.</title><content type='html'>It's like she's telling us with that gaze: Help Me, Free Me, Love Me, Feed Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SaweXt6A_6I/AAAAAAAAApw/QjCgqv2a8JM/s1600-h/stepfordkatieglamour1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SaweXt6A_6I/AAAAAAAAApw/QjCgqv2a8JM/s320/stepfordkatieglamour1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308651453571727266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-4101565684853043648?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/4101565684853043648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=4101565684853043648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/4101565684853043648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/4101565684853043648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/shes-got-that-crazy-look-in-her-eye.html' title='Not even PhotoShop can take away that crazy look in her eyes.'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SaweXt6A_6I/AAAAAAAAApw/QjCgqv2a8JM/s72-c/stepfordkatieglamour1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-1435346304515148959</id><published>2009-03-02T01:05:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T01:16:04.301-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If this doesn't make you put down that bag of Cheetos, I don't know what will...</title><content type='html'>Two hot dogs topped with mac n' cheese from thisiswhyyourefat.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SauHjqy4ytI/AAAAAAAAApo/uJuUq0n19sA/s1600-h/i2dw5nf19jr3jogolrlgjZv2o1_r1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SauHjqy4ytI/AAAAAAAAApo/uJuUq0n19sA/s320/i2dw5nf19jr3jogolrlgjZv2o1_r1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308485632639158994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Swim suit season is less than a month away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-1435346304515148959?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/1435346304515148959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=1435346304515148959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1435346304515148959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/1435346304515148959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-this-doesnt-make-you-put-down-that.html' title='If this doesn&apos;t make you put down that bag of Cheetos, I don&apos;t know what will...'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SauHjqy4ytI/AAAAAAAAApo/uJuUq0n19sA/s72-c/i2dw5nf19jr3jogolrlgjZv2o1_r1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-7835746062672309533</id><published>2009-03-02T00:52:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T01:01:53.928-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jibber Jabber</title><content type='html'>Background: Liz and I have yet to formally meet our across the hall neighbors who look to be in their mid-20's as well. We've just had the occasional passing in the hallways with a smile or 'hi' every now and then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been two months and that's the extent of our convo's so when I heard them outside our door last night, I decided it would be a good time to casually introduce myself. Boy, was I wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Alright, I'm gunna go 'take the trash out.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz: Your mouth is blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She was of course referencing the popsicle I had an hour earlier. Damn, I lose again, I thought. Hopefully, it won't be another two months until we meet again).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-7835746062672309533?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/7835746062672309533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=7835746062672309533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7835746062672309533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/7835746062672309533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/jibber-jabber.html' title='Jibber Jabber'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139041809430266772.post-2002123176294009582</id><published>2009-03-01T21:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:11:07.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Brother!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SatOQCg4PLI/AAAAAAAAApY/hXMXyCqPGOQ/s1600-h/n2005550_52919724_5674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SatOQCg4PLI/AAAAAAAAApY/hXMXyCqPGOQ/s320/n2005550_52919724_5674.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308422623245909170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Justy, and I am so glad you are finally the big 2-1 !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139041809430266772-2002123176294009582?l=whatemzsez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/feeds/2002123176294009582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139041809430266772&amp;postID=2002123176294009582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2002123176294009582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139041809430266772/posts/default/2002123176294009582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatemzsez.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday-brother.html' title='Birthday Brother!'/><author><name>*Emz*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11027523177577535242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SOpSbXYCaeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W5Fa29FIT2U/S220/n2005550_50004338_7425.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CFk_P-NReW0/SatOQCg4PLI/AAAAAAAAApY/hXMXyCqPGOQ/s72-c/n2005550_52919724_5674.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
