<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990</id><updated>2009-10-14T00:27:28.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MaiTye - Uncut</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;b&gt;You're entitled to your opinion. &lt;br&gt;
It's just that mine makes more sense.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-1158353223798853006</id><published>2009-08-12T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T17:54:29.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do drugs make you happy? According to this they do.</title><content type='html'>Strolling across the web today and I landed on this diagram. I have not verified any of the information contained within it, but found it to be very interesting nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://www.informationisbeautiful.net/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://infobeautiful.s3.amazonaws.com/drugshappy_550.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 1865px;" src="http://infobeautiful.s3.amazonaws.com/drugshappy_550.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-1158353223798853006?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.informationisbeautiful.net/2009/can-drugs-make-you-happy/' title='Do drugs make you happy? According to this they do.'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/1158353223798853006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/1158353223798853006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-drugs-make-you-happy-according-to.html' title='Do drugs make you happy? According to this they do.'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-4039344809075385782</id><published>2009-08-03T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T14:26:15.388-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cry me a river'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Vick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity justice'/><title type='text'>Michael Vick &amp; "Celebrity Justice" in general</title><content type='html'>It's been a minute since I last blogged and I think this subject is a great one to hop back on the blogwagon about. My friends have varied opinions on the Mike Vick situation. And while I respect BOTH sides, I have to explain why my opinion is what it is. This does NOT mean that I want my opinions to be those of my friends. THAT would be boring to say the least &amp; then what would we have to debate about? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said it time and time again, the perks of being a celebrity extend far beyond that of the money, fame &amp; all the free stuff in those "gifting rooms". When celebrities break the law, it is then that we can see the additional perks come into play. Celebrity Justice is nothing new. I mean, I could use R.Kelly as a reference FOR DAYS on end. This guy has yet to have his day in court, and if the case continues to get pushed back as it has, he probably never will. I mean, he's (allegedly) on TAPE having sex with the girl, right? What more do you need? The losers on "To Catch A Predator" are on tape doing much less, and I see those cases done and guys sentenced faster than lightning. What's the difference? STATUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what bothers me about Vick's situation, is everyone's sense of entitlement for him. As if serving his jail sentence is punishment enough because he's SOOOO GOOD at what he does. I say EFF THAT. How many other convicts have "served their time" and can just return to the life they had before as if nothing happened? Why would it be SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO WRONG for Mr. Vick to have to pay an ADDITIONAL price for his actions (or lack of judgment)? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, seriously, I've never held a job that paid me 7 figures. But you best believe that with EVERY job in my adult life, I've THOUGHT twice before making ANY decisions that could affect the stability of said job. Why? Because if I didn't, I'd have no one to blame aside from myself. Personally, I think that for Vick to ALLOW this to happen, he was NOT thinking about the long term affects of his actions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree that NONE of us know the whole story. But what we DO know, is that whether he was directly or INDIRECTLY involved, he CHOSE to be and THAT is where he went wrong. I'm not rich, or famous, but I know that I can't go hanging out with childhood friends on the "block" with the "homies" anymore. I also know that things I may have done as a kid are not worth the RISK now that I am adult. I know where that road will take me, and I CHOOSE to distance myself from things that could get me into unpleasant situations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I didn't ALWAYS know that and YES I had to learn the hard way. Maybe THAT'S part of why I feel Vick should be no different. And yeah, yeah, blah, blah...he did his time, but the mere fact that he's even ALLOWED to return to the NFL is enough to be thankful for. How dare anyone whine about an additional suspension when this f*cker is going to be making millions again very soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you could have a public criminal investigation, be found guilty, sentenced and then return back to work like "Hey guys! I'm back!"?? Seriously? Quit the whining about whatever else this guys gets and just be happy his ass is back in the saddle. We all make mistakes, but as long as we learn from them, they can be SOOO worth it. He pissed off A boatload of people with this whole animal abuse thing, and if making him SUFFER just a BIT more is what it takes to appease them, so BE IT. Let's not even get started on the SUFFERING those dogs had to endure.&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river, Vick &amp; Vick-riders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-4039344809075385782?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/4039344809075385782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/4039344809075385782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2009/08/michael-vick-celebrity-justice-in.html' title='Michael Vick &amp; &quot;Celebrity Justice&quot; in general'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-8826712384747441695</id><published>2009-01-09T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T20:41:50.410-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hiatus'/><title type='text'>Back...Back...Back</title><content type='html'>Wow...I haven't been bloggin' much. But that's all about to change. But I have good news. I got a laptop! And a new laptop means NEW BLOGS. Wait, no. New AND frequent blogs! New, frequent &amp; entertaining blogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting with the next blog. I have other stuff to take care of right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-8826712384747441695?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/8826712384747441695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/8826712384747441695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2009/01/backbackback.html' title='Back...Back...Back'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-1152608911059836775</id><published>2008-11-06T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:03:49.603-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mikeink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='msac'/><title type='text'>"You screwed up" - By Mike</title><content type='html'>Ok, this is a rare occasion. I'm posting something NOT written by yours truly and instead posting a blog written by one of my dearest MySpace friends. He really spoke the truth in this one. So much so, I wanted to print it out and put it on a few vehicle windshields. (But I won't...LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And check out Mike's MySpace by clicking above on the blog title and ADD him! Also, check out his website, mikeink.com that is packed with hilarity by way of comments, pics &amp; layouts!&lt;br /&gt;It's over there ----------&gt; in my LINKAGE section.&lt;br /&gt;And now...Mike's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so here's what I don't get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nastiness. The ease with which people let racist and offensive comments fall out of their mouths about Barack Obama. So many people in my opinion who look  away from the negative things they may have done, too cowardly to face the mistakes they may have caused by voting for the wrong president in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John McCain lost this election because he assumed American women were so shallow that if he tossed a female into the ring anyone with a vagina would vote for him. Why aren't all the loud mouthed finger pointers screaming their frustrations about John McCain's GIGANTIC misjudgment? That is why he lost. If he had chosen Mit Romney he probably would have won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a decent person you'd be disappointed in your candidate for making a really bad decision. But you can't admit that. You aren't a fair person. You can only now express your disgust for the candidate that won because your team lost, and for good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your team lost because you put George Bush into the White house......twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is many people in this country are afraid. If you are straight and white and moderately well off financially, then you have never had to question otherwise. The ONLY thing that makes you nervous is when people who are not exactly like you want a fair shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What might that mean to your lifestyle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people who are different. There are different beliefs and cultures. Not everyone is Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself this honestly. Are you respectful of people who are different or do you insist that they follow your rules  and social behavior?  How do you feel about people who are not Christian? Do you feel you have the right to insist they live by your beliefs? Are you truly a kind and compassionate person or do you pretend to be, saying please and thank you because it's what good people do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the past eight disastrous years how can anyone who participated in creating this mess honestly have the nerve to tell anyone who they should vote for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John McCain didn't just lose, he was SLAUGHTERED. Because Americans are sick of the same old bullshit. Point your angry little accusatory fingers at yourselves because YOU created this mess. If a Democrat in office makes you angry, have the courage to admit that is was because you made the horrible mistake that swayed Americans in the other direction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-1152608911059836775?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=14548455' title='&quot;You screwed up&quot; - By Mike'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://mikeink.com/' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/1152608911059836775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/1152608911059836775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-screwed-up-by-mike.html' title='&quot;You screwed up&quot; - By Mike'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-3284425335669357758</id><published>2008-09-03T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:15:06.120-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><title type='text'>Til it's gone...</title><content type='html'>I refuse to take a step back. Mom always said that the past is the past for a reason and should be treated as such. If I made a conscious decision to let something go, there is no logical reason to allow it back into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are at peace, don't negate your own feelings to spare the feelings of someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love those who love you...and appreciate the experiences you've had, but remember they are just that: EXperiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"On and on we seem to go...but you don't know what you've got til it's GAWN..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of my former friends reach out to me...and I can't help but think twice before shutting them down. Guess that's the sensitivity of a Cancer in me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, as I've gotten older, and matured...I've stopped allowing people to use me and it has become easier to say: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"It's too late...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-3284425335669357758?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/3284425335669357758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/3284425335669357758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/09/til.html' title='Til it&apos;s gone...'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-7902457778768808987</id><published>2008-08-06T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T17:02:56.858-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funnyordie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paris hilton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john mccain'/><title type='text'>Paris Hilton for President</title><content type='html'>I put Paris Hilton in the same category as "New York" from Flavor of Love. (MaiTye's Guilty Pleasures) I am highly entertained by some of the things they do, but usually i'm just like "HOW/WHY is she famous??".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was entertained by this vid-yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www2.funnyordie.com/public/flash/fodplayer.swf?1184075980"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" scale="noScale" salign="TL" bgcolor="#000000"  flashvars="file=http://www2.funnyordie.com/64ad536a6d.flv&amp;autoStart=false&amp;key=64ad536a6d" allowfullscreen="true" height="380" width="464"  wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-7902457778768808987?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/7902457778768808987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/7902457778768808987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/08/paris-hilton-for-president.html' title='Paris Hilton for President'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-3271022744115135354</id><published>2008-08-05T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T17:37:12.062-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death penalty'/><title type='text'>To die or not to die? - The Death Penalty</title><content type='html'>So i'm sitting here watching CNN with the hubby and the subject matter isn't great at all. Some a-hole raped, beat &amp; murdered two teenage girls 15 years ago and he's scheduled to be put to death in Texas...TONIGHT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thing: 10 years after he was convicted, he decides to tell everyone that he's a mexican national. (Whatever that means)----(Wait, I did some research!) Basically, this means that this jack@ss was entitled to access the mexican consulate after he was arrested and because he was denied that access, his attorneys argue that Texas should allow him to have a new trial. But, the thing is: Neither the rapist-bastard or his attorney ever told ANYONE that he was NOT an american! To me, it seems like folks are just trying to save this sadistic bastard from dying tonight and nothing more. Gee Dubya even tried to pull his presidential card in an attempt to save this guy, but because the Supreme Court upheld the ruling...the state of Texas replied(loosely quoted): "With all due respect, Mr.Prez...you have no jurisdiction here." I love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any opinions on the death penalty? As if you can't tell from the tone of this blog, i'm a STRONG believer in "Let the punishment fit the crime." In my opinion, the punishment FITS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't agree...chew on this: This a-hole bragged about the rape/murders to his friends and even showed off a Mickey Mouse watch belonging to one of the victims.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-3271022744115135354?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,397983,00.html' title='To die or not to die? - The Death Penalty'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/3271022744115135354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/3271022744115135354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-die-or-not-to-die-death-penalty.html' title='To die or not to die? - The Death Penalty'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-6441535040319352425</id><published>2008-07-16T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:09:01.365-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vlog'/><title type='text'>Invisi-Vlog Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt; &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1355567&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ff0179&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1355567&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ff0179&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/1355567?pg=embed&amp;sec=1355567"&gt;Update - 7/16&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/maitye?pg=embed&amp;sec=1355567"&gt;MaiTye&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com?pg=embed&amp;sec=1355567"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-6441535040319352425?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/6441535040319352425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/6441535040319352425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/07/invisi-vlog-update.html' title='Invisi-Vlog Update'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-5852205675744746258</id><published>2008-06-16T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:56:36.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nkotb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgic'/><title type='text'>Friends....How many of us have them?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am disappointed in my friends right now...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like...seriously...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, you ask?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because no one told me that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;NEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK&lt;/span&gt; came back!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we say AWESOME???!!! I know i'm not the only one that crushed on Donnie(middle).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x4oU-8E-HA/SFc1mi79zxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/GGLdNAt8Yp8/s1600-h/nkotb.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x4oU-8E-HA/SFc1mi79zxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/GGLdNAt8Yp8/s400/nkotb.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212694030034259730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-5852205675744746258?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/5852205675744746258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/5852205675744746258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/06/friendshow-many-of-us-have-them.html' title='Friends....How many of us have them?'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9x4oU-8E-HA/SFc1mi79zxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/GGLdNAt8Yp8/s72-c/nkotb.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-1463620647526202734</id><published>2008-05-22T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T05:19:06.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomosity'/><title type='text'>Love, Hate &amp; Indifference</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know what I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone points the finger at you without realizing that they need to look at themselves and make some changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone doesn't realize they aren't as smart as they'd like to think, yet they treat you as if you lack intelligence in comparison. (My intelligence and/or your lack thereof isn't debatable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone refuses to be accountable for their own actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I haven't blogged since 4/5/08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know what I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My inherent ability to completely detach from emotional strain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive reinforcements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New beginnings &amp;amp; second chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful, understanding husband &amp;amp; family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know what I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;indifferent&lt;/span&gt; about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I have ended what was once an awesome friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I am perceived by those who don't directly affect my life, heart and/or finances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all...I know...it's been damn near 2 months and this was the best I could do? Yep. Get over it. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-1463620647526202734?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/1463620647526202734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/1463620647526202734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-hate-indifference.html' title='Love, Hate &amp; Indifference'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-4482532480064224572</id><published>2008-04-05T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T09:46:05.654-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><title type='text'>Like OMG...I so don't wanna pack</title><content type='html'>We don't even have THAT much to actually PACK, per se'...since we came to Vegas in my car with just clothes and essentials...(computer &amp;amp; gaming system = essentials)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is NOW that I regret selling all of our furniture because I don't wanna have to BUY a shitload of stuff all over again. But that's ok. I'm still EXCITED! And you can expect a video of me walking around the empty condo VERY SOON. Anyhoooo...this blog is pretty silly, as it is merely another attempt at stalling on the packing that I DO need to finish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To MySpace...then Twitter...then MaiTye.tv...then Yahoo Mail...and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will pack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-4482532480064224572?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/4482532480064224572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/4482532480064224572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/04/like-omgi-so-dont-wanna-pack.html' title='Like OMG...I so don&apos;t wanna pack'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-7693669052936626203</id><published>2008-04-02T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T18:05:37.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metaphorical maitye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophical maitye'/><title type='text'>Appreciate...</title><content type='html'>I think it's the only child in me that has the need to be #1. By #1, I mean...if I cut for you...I need to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; feel like i'm #1 in your world. Not in relation to my friends, because that's childish...but when it comes to matters of the heart, if at any point I don't get the feeling that you consider me a priority...I drift away. Where do I drift? That remains to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i've been learning lately is that change, while difficult, is inevitable and it's up to us to decide if we want to embrace it or fight it. I'm tired of fighting it and I want to do what's right for myself and my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one person can possess EVERYTHING you need, for that would make them perfect. And because I am riddled with my own imperfections, I must be cautious when I begin to belittle someone because of thiers. Seeking perfection will lead to disappointment, and in actuality...the closest thing to perfect for me...has already been found. Sometimes all it takes is a little dose of reality which one can be injected with at any given moment. I had several injections of reality this week. And while the injections were more than likely unintentional, the prick of that hypothetical needle didn't go unnoticed. As I've stated in several blogs, all things happen for a reason and I believe the changes going on in my world right now will be OH SO BENEFICIAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything worth having takes WORK. So sometimes we have to roll our sleeves up and MAKE it do what it do. I'm thankful that I haven't waited too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-7693669052936626203?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/7693669052936626203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/7693669052936626203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/04/appreciate.html' title='Appreciate...'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-6786156354708116442</id><published>2008-03-31T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:23:50.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maitye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Just because...</title><content type='html'>I was having a discussion today with a few coworkers about children and how parents choose to raise them. One of the coworkers mentioned that a person who doesn't have kids should basically shutup when it comes to discussing the matter. I found that to be hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Well...becoming a parent doesn't always make one an "authority" on child-raising. In fact, that theory could be applied to many things in life. I've never been a police officer, so I can't speak on how I feel about police officers. I've never flown a plane, so God forbid I voice an opinion on pilots drinking and flying. Hey wait! If someone has never been married then by all means, they should STFU when discussing marriage!! Yeah...sounds ridiculous, doesn't it? If we only had opinions on things we had actually experienced what a bland existence this would be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, one could easily watch the news or perhaps Nancy Grace and get a dose of reality when it comes to parenting and the lack of "spontaneous parental abilities" that some may think producing children provides. There are people that have numerous children who FAIL at parenting. There are people with one child that FAIL at parenting. There are kid-free family members who step in to raise these "parents" children and SUCCEED, so how is it...I wonder, that they do so? Who's to say that people without children have no insight into child-raising? If nothing else we can reflect on some of the things our parents did while raising us, understand how those things may have positively or negatively affected us and possibly form opinions on the matter. I guess child psychologists and Nanny's aren't actually good at what they do until they reproduce. (Did Dr.Spock have kids? I read somewhere that he didn't and people bought the SHIT outta his books!) I guess creating a small being in your likeness really IS next to Godliness, as some people think they are high and mighty just because they've done so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...my fingers were on a roll there...LMAO. In closing...I just think it's absurd to discredit someone's opinion because they had the foresight to THINK about what was best for them and NOT to bring another life into this world. In fact, I'd venture to respect someone a thousand times more for the fact that they didn't haphazardly reproduce knowing they weren't ready or fully capable of providing a BETTER life for their child than they had themselves. Accidents happen. Those accidents should &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; be children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, that's my kid-free opinion...it may not mean shit to some, but it's worth a shitload to me and I HAD to get it out. That, my readers, is what MaiTye-Uncut is all about. Woooo-Saaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MaiTye OUT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-6786156354708116442?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/6786156354708116442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/6786156354708116442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-because.html' title='Just because...'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-6441447842841152248</id><published>2008-03-22T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T09:14:35.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='determination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><title type='text'>Partial determination = Partial success</title><content type='html'>I haven't been working out(technically...LOL)...and I still don't eat COMPLETELY the way I should. In fact my idea of heading toward a healthier lifestyle meant replacing my Sausage McMuffins with french toast sticks OR skipping breakfast altogether. OR, eliminating SODAS and sticking to juices, teas and water. BUT, I am CERTAINLY not drinking 8 glasses of water a day. While I have limited myself to turkey, chicken &amp;amp; fish since 1/1/08...I still have to FORCE myself to increase my veggie intake. I do eat alot of fruit, however I could still be doing MORE to "bring sexy back in '08".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title of this blog is referring to the aforementioned paragraph and the fact that  as of TODAY, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I have lost 4 pounds and gone down 1 size in my clothing.&lt;/span&gt; Imagine how MUCH more of a difference I would see if I REALLY TRIED. I'm way too indifferent in my approach, yet I KNOW where I want to be...so it's time to crank it up a notch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-6441447842841152248?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/6441447842841152248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/6441447842841152248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/03/partial-determination-partial-success.html' title='Partial determination = Partial success'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-4403599449776933261</id><published>2008-03-15T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T15:35:52.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomosity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><title type='text'>3/15/08 - Randomosity</title><content type='html'>Too much of you isn't enough.  I can't explain what it is that you do to me, but I know that you bring something out in me. What that is, I don't know. But...I love it. Do I love you? Without a doubt I do. Enough of you? Never. There should be a million of you. I'd never get tired of meeting you. Greeting you. Explaining to you that I'm needing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My addiction...you are. I breathe peacefully when i'm with you. Dream of seeing you when i'm without you. Always thinking about you. You...make me weak but these feelings are strong. I've said too much...I won't go on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-4403599449776933261?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/4403599449776933261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/4403599449776933261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/03/31508-randomosity.html' title='3/15/08 - Randomosity'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-2622028338985289668</id><published>2008-03-07T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T21:25:29.887-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomosity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maitye'/><title type='text'>Post-packing Randomosity</title><content type='html'>&lt;object allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" allowscriptaccess="always" data="http://program.flektor.com/program/fplayer.swf" id="flashapp_72434586" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="340" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="embed_code_id=173043_v1&amp;amp;playerStile=none&amp;amp;sharer_id=562949954036430&amp;amp;flekvid=_1204951077_925648_09416_0_2_024_021&amp;amp;sub_site=flektor&amp;amp;sharer_domain=flektor&amp;amp;displayMode=flek&amp;amp;mode=autoplay"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://program.flektor.com/program/fplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Welp...I finally finished packing. I'm such a procrastinator. I'm going to visit my FAVORITE cousin 2morrow and it is LONG overdue! To say I moved back to the west coast all the way from Tex-ass in JULY, I certainly haven't seen enough of my peeps. And the ones that I have seen, well hell...I haven't spent as much time with them as I would have liked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In ANY case, i'm really excited about seeing my cousin and his fam. We're more like brother and sister than cousin and I really admire his drive and determination. So, I guess...maybe we AREN'T like brother and sister because I'm a total slackass. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good work day today...filled with hilarity and I even took a pic featuring the awesome "fist under chin" business pose that Uncle Rico also used in Napoleon Dynamite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x4oU-8E-HA/R9IfnioZJhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1hFjZxwiSu0/s1600-h/unclerico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x4oU-8E-HA/R9IfnioZJhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1hFjZxwiSu0/s400/unclerico.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175233685973706258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x4oU-8E-HA/R9IfTCoZJgI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ECvuJSl-hSI/s1600-h/editedworksmall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9x4oU-8E-HA/R9IfTCoZJgI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ECvuJSl-hSI/s400/editedworksmall.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175233333786387970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can pretend it isn't awesome if you want to. You'll be fooling no one aside from yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyhoooooz...I was just kinda bored, and the hubby was watching the Laker game, so I said to myself: "Self, why dontcha BLOG a bit? Tell your readers that you're gonna be outta town and therefore not as accessible via the internet as usual." And as you can see...I followed my own advice! Lucky for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've gotten a few emails asking why I don't enable comments on this blog. Welp, I don't want to. This blog isn't so much for interacting...I use my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://blog.myspace.com/maitye"&gt;MySpace blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; for that. I tend to at least ATTEMPT to entertain my friends when I post on MySpace, however this blog...if you haven't noticed yet, is chock full of nonsensical ramblings. It's UBER therapeutic for me to just type whatever I happen to be feeling at any given moment and that's why I don't want or need to enable the comments. I do welcome and appreciate the emails you guys send me though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can always be reached @ the following addresses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;maitye8479@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;maityedottv@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And by all means, click the maitye.tv link at the top ^^^^ or right. -------&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's pretty much it for now. My eyelids are actually getting heavy, so I guess I've rambled enough! Toodles. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-2622028338985289668?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/2622028338985289668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/2622028338985289668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/03/post-packing-randomosity.html' title='Post-packing Randomosity'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9x4oU-8E-HA/R9IfnioZJhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1hFjZxwiSu0/s72-c/unclerico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-1935118918297555450</id><published>2008-03-06T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T14:25:16.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistake'/><title type='text'>Regrets...</title><content type='html'>How many things have you done in your life that you actually REGRET? I mean, think about it. If I had to answer that question...I'd say none. Realistically...absolutely NONE. I know that seems impossible, so allow me to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made PLENTY of mistakes in my 28 years on this earth. All of which I have learned from. And if I hadn't made the mistakes, I wouldn't be as swift as I am today. Therefore...I have no regrets. For every action, there is a reaction. And for every bad decision, we learn how to make better decisions in the future. I'm a graduate of the S.O.H.K (School of Hard Knocks). In fact, I have a Masters Degree. What that means is that sometimes I deliberately make a mistake with the sole intention of learning from it. Crazy...I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-1935118918297555450?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/1935118918297555450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/1935118918297555450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-can-i-regret-my-favorite-mistake.html' title='Regrets...'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-3691898754297656245</id><published>2008-02-27T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T12:10:13.248-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vlog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maitye'/><title type='text'>New VLog: Know it all's...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="302" data="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=732894&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ff0179"&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="best" /&gt; &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt; &lt;param name="scale" value="showAll" /&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=732894&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ff0179" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/732894/l:embed_732894"&gt;Rant Two&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/maitye/l:embed_732894"&gt;MaiTye&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/l:embed_732894"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-3691898754297656245?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;friendID=9661325&amp;blogID=361775028&amp;Mytoken=19A02B8D-BBCC-4183-B10B66F302BDF99A34418867' title='New VLog: Know it all&apos;s...'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/3691898754297656245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/3691898754297656245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-vlog-know-it-alls.html' title='New VLog: Know it all&apos;s...'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-8275627020775088714</id><published>2008-02-18T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:50:11.022-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>Awesome Quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-8275627020775088714?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/8275627020775088714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/8275627020775088714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/02/awesome-quote-of-day.html' title='Awesome Quote of the Day'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-5276520625411731417</id><published>2008-02-17T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T20:45:21.968-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomosity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophical maitye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maitye'/><title type='text'>What then?</title><content type='html'>If and when I choose an extra-curricular activity...It's because I need something to spice up my life, or in a sense...give me something else to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, the purpose of the extra-curricular is to alleviate boredom or to make up for what's lacking. So what happens if I become bored with the extra-curricular or if it too becomes lackadaisical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. One would assume it's easy enough to simply &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;replace&lt;/span&gt; said activity with another. But to me, that could become quite another issue altogether. I tend to lose interest somewhat easily if I am not constantly stimulated. After all...stimulation keeps the blood flowing. So, replacement...while it is a very real option, is not on the top of my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's always &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;re-evaluation &amp; modification.&lt;/span&gt; But...if I were to re-evaluate &amp; modify my extra-curriculars, why can't I do the same for my primary issues, thus killing the need for the extra-curricular in the first place? Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, and usually favored by procrastinators and the uber-naive...Waiting it out. Hoping that things will improve on their own, or that they have only taken a short trip to boredom town, and will be back on track shortly. It is based on my experience  that this method RARELY works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...again, I ask...WHAT THEN??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-5276520625411731417?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.maitye.tv' title='What then?'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/5276520625411731417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/5276520625411731417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/02/limited-attention-span.html' title='What then?'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-2322931337579162479</id><published>2008-02-16T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T22:11:45.852-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomosity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maitye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><title type='text'>What is it?</title><content type='html'>So I hung out with an old friend yesterday. The same friend that I mentioned a few blogs back. The one who I used to be really close with, that now lives right in the same neighborhood as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about all the things we had been thru, people we had encountered, and places we had been. We were having an extremely deep and philosophical conversation and then he asked, "What year did we meet?" Without hesitation I said "1994" and we both were kinda in awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been friends for 14 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fell out of touch for about 5 years, and we've picked up as if we never fell out. At first I was worried that it would be awkward...because after all, we had a romantic, albeit non-sexual friendship from 94 and beyond. And although we never consummated our romantic-friendship, there was always the underlying desire to try it out and make it happen. But when we started hangin' again, it was obvious that we could be just that...FRIENDS. We are in two different places, but still...I love this guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's in love with the woman of his dreams...and I'm happily* married, so it's not awkward at all. It's two old friends, hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even made a joke about what MIGHT have been. "We could have a 14 year old kid right now."  I laughed and replied..."We sure could, but THANK GAWD we don't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine??? OMG...I still don't know if kids are in the cards for me. I really, really don't have the patience for them. In fact, the idea of having to  provide for someone that COULD ultimately grow up to resent me is unfathomable at BEST. Someone said it perfectly today..."Kids are 18 year pimps." That they are...&lt;br /&gt;And beyond...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIMME YA MONEY, BITCH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out, Crumb Snatcher...I will do no such thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda sleepy...and very glad that my weekend starts NOW...I love having Sun/Mon off...it's so sweet. I'm home alone, except for Cali...so I'm gonna enjoy the snore-free peace while I have the space and opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's randomosity has been brought to you by the letters M &amp; J.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-2322931337579162479?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/2322931337579162479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/2322931337579162479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-is-it.html' title='What is it?'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-3989391930741751815</id><published>2008-02-11T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T10:50:59.604-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metaphorical maitye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beef'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pork'/><title type='text'>I'm not missing you at all...</title><content type='html'>So, it's been awhile since we've been together. Not long to some, but plenty of time to me. I thought it would be harder to say goodbye to you, but now that you've been gone, I realize...I'm not really missing you at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happens that way, I guess. When something isn't really good for you, I believe you possess the power to condition your brain into accepting that not having it is for the best. What I lack in willpower, I make up for in hindsight. And it is for this very reason that i'm pretty positive I won't ever have the desire to indulge in you again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-3989391930741751815?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/3989391930741751815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/3989391930741751815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-not-missing-you-at-all.html' title='I&apos;m not missing you at all...'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-2342031671974513677</id><published>2008-01-31T20:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T20:47:07.634-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vlog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maitye'/><title type='text'>Rant One - VideoBlog</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=654011&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=1&amp;amp;color=00adef" height="302" width="400"&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="best"&gt; &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt; &lt;param name="scale" value="showAll"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=654011&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=1&amp;amp;color=00adef"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/654011/l:embed_654011"&gt;Rant One&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/maitye/l:embed_654011"&gt;MaiTye&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/l:embed_654011"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-2342031671974513677?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/2342031671974513677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/2342031671974513677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/01/rant-one-videoblog.html' title='Rant One - VideoBlog'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597915443687468990.post-6975664775209065234</id><published>2008-01-29T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:08:58.438-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vlog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maitye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intro'/><title type='text'>My Vlogs now have an INTRO!</title><content type='html'>So, now that I'm gonna start putting my vlog ideas to work, I decided to create an intro vlog.&lt;br /&gt;It's only about 15 seconds. 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After hangin' with the fam, we hung out with one of my highschool friends and eventually ended up at Roscoe's Chicken &amp;amp; Waffles. Upon getting out of the car, some random dude tells us "Don't be shame, buy an UMBERELLA for five dollas!" Yes...umbErella. That's how he said it.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there at around midnight, and after waiting for about 7 minutes...we were seated. It's INSANE how loud it was in there. I mean REALLY loud. But damnit, the food is so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend drives like a bat out of hell, and on top of that it was RAINING donkeys and horses. I said a quick prayer that we'd make it back to granny's alive and thank goodness we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty short trip. Being that we drove down on saturday morning and left on sunday morning. And the best part? (sarcasm to follow) When we arrived back in Vegas, at the state line...I smashed my right index finger in the door of the truck. And now it's PURPLE! Sweet!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1597915443687468990-1661805159143324290?l=maitye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/1661805159143324290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1597915443687468990/posts/default/1661805159143324290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maitye.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-california-weekend.html' title='My California weekend...'/><author><name>MaiTye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10735161535062468826</uri><email>maitye8479@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04243195708535143716'/></author></entry></feed>