<?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-7578640573337432924</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:33:16.534-08:00</updated><category term='Just because...'/><category term='Twinsies'/><category term='The Bachelorette'/><title type='text'>Sparkle &amp; Fade</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sparkle &amp;amp; Fade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14388861953306285368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScNHkWiUkE/TXadPCSqdAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5HKaJ2hdkQc/s220/me.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578640573337432924.post-5006100382309310413</id><published>2010-11-23T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T15:26:30.533-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twinsies'/><title type='text'>She's like a Chameleon!</title><content type='html'>Seriously Courtney Love, how do you do it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TOxMwvyHLxI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Ge5x3AXFoRk/s1600/chameleon.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="108" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TOxMwvyHLxI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Ge5x3AXFoRk/s320/chameleon.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578640573337432924-5006100382309310413?l=sparklesfade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/feeds/5006100382309310413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/11/shes-like-chameleon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/5006100382309310413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/5006100382309310413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/11/shes-like-chameleon.html' title='She&apos;s like a Chameleon!'/><author><name>Sparkle &amp;amp; Fade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14388861953306285368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScNHkWiUkE/TXadPCSqdAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5HKaJ2hdkQc/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TOxMwvyHLxI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Ge5x3AXFoRk/s72-c/chameleon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578640573337432924.post-4994651107322319427</id><published>2010-11-04T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T14:16:27.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE AT LAST!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TNMePsQ96nI/AAAAAAAAAEE/5DRRepCalAw/s1600/lil-wayne-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TNMePsQ96nI/AAAAAAAAAEE/5DRRepCalAw/s1600/lil-wayne-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's only been a few hours, and damn I'm feeling good! It's good to have you back, Weezy F Baby! We've missed you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578640573337432924-4994651107322319427?l=sparklesfade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/feeds/4994651107322319427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/11/free-at-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/4994651107322319427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/4994651107322319427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/11/free-at-last.html' title='FREE AT LAST!!!'/><author><name>Sparkle &amp;amp; Fade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14388861953306285368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScNHkWiUkE/TXadPCSqdAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5HKaJ2hdkQc/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TNMePsQ96nI/AAAAAAAAAEE/5DRRepCalAw/s72-c/lil-wayne-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578640573337432924.post-3513699962194400406</id><published>2010-11-04T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T13:09:26.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I still love you, Jordan Catalano!</title><content type='html'>Seriously, how hot is Jared Leto looking! I'm so glad he's off of his metro-glam look and back to just looking sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TNMYOuJurfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/uNUlV8pNwKE/s1600/jared_leto_shirtless-3964.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TNMYOuJurfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/uNUlV8pNwKE/s400/jared_leto_shirtless-3964.jpg" width="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Totally going to ignore the fact that he appears to have lost his shoes.)&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578640573337432924-3513699962194400406?l=sparklesfade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/feeds/3513699962194400406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-still-love-you-jordan-catalano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/3513699962194400406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/3513699962194400406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-still-love-you-jordan-catalano.html' title='I still love you, Jordan Catalano!'/><author><name>Sparkle &amp;amp; Fade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14388861953306285368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScNHkWiUkE/TXadPCSqdAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5HKaJ2hdkQc/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TNMYOuJurfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/uNUlV8pNwKE/s72-c/jared_leto_shirtless-3964.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578640573337432924.post-2337914706511883849</id><published>2010-10-01T12:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T16:57:45.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, well hello doctor!</title><content type='html'>I would like to bring to your attention, just one more reason why I watch Grey's Anatomy. Please feast your eyes on Dr. McDo&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;! (but not for too long because he's mine, bitches!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TKY5DpyJ_oI/AAAAAAAAADc/7Y9cA7sxIs8/s1600/greys-anatomy_510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 224px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523164727935106690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TKY5DpyJ_oI/AAAAAAAAADc/7Y9cA7sxIs8/s320/greys-anatomy_510.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As if his mocha skin and piercing blue eyes weren't enough to make a girl swoon. He just had to go and take his shirt off. Thank you to whichever &lt;strike&gt;woman&lt;/strike&gt; writer, wrote &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; into the next episode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to add him to my laundry list of reasons I can't stop watching...and here are a few more....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TKY-JQjOZ-I/AAAAAAAAADk/tFy1vh3RKMI/s1600/imagesCAEICPCM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 188px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523170321798948834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TKY-JQjOZ-I/AAAAAAAAADk/tFy1vh3RKMI/s320/imagesCAEICPCM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TKY-JtAtVmI/AAAAAAAAADs/fkWgCMoX29c/s1600/Mcsteamy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523170329438803554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TKY-JtAtVmI/AAAAAAAAADs/fkWgCMoX29c/s320/Mcsteamy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TKY-J0JyucI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Qfj3Y10ehyc/s1600/mcdreamy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 237px; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523170331355953602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TKY-J0JyucI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Qfj3Y10ehyc/s320/mcdreamy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Sorry, these were the only ones I could find spur of the moment.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really though, the show is damn good and the woman are great too! I just don't have the desire to make sweetness with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7578640573337432924-2337914706511883849?l=sparklesfade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/feeds/2337914706511883849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-well-hello-doctor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/2337914706511883849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/2337914706511883849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-well-hello-doctor.html' title='Oh, well hello doctor!'/><author><name>Sparkle &amp;amp; Fade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14388861953306285368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScNHkWiUkE/TXadPCSqdAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5HKaJ2hdkQc/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TKY5DpyJ_oI/AAAAAAAAADc/7Y9cA7sxIs8/s72-c/greys-anatomy_510.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578640573337432924.post-2157283821773672411</id><published>2010-09-20T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T16:38:22.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa now....</title><content type='html'>When I initally saw this picture on my beloved Perez, I thought to myself "What freaking city would put this shiz up?!" Then I read a little and BOOM! Speechless....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TJfoDaF6jUI/AAAAAAAAADU/hIh9vjXFNhA/s1600/twilight-road-signe__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519135013607214402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TJfoDaF6jUI/AAAAAAAAADU/hIh9vjXFNhA/s320/twilight-road-signe__oPt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the eff is wrong with &lt;strong&gt;PORTLAND&lt;/strong&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;Yes kids, I said it. Our home sweet home did this. Please continue on with your day in embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;(And if you actually know where this sign is, please tell me so I can see it with my own two eyes. Because until I see it, it's not real...kind of like vampires).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578640573337432924-2157283821773672411?l=sparklesfade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/feeds/2157283821773672411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/09/whoa-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/2157283821773672411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/2157283821773672411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/09/whoa-now.html' title='Whoa now....'/><author><name>Sparkle &amp;amp; Fade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14388861953306285368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScNHkWiUkE/TXadPCSqdAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5HKaJ2hdkQc/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TJfoDaF6jUI/AAAAAAAAADU/hIh9vjXFNhA/s72-c/twilight-road-signe__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578640573337432924.post-6505196203822526209</id><published>2010-09-15T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T09:19:37.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get out of my dang mind!</title><content type='html'>While &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Efron&lt;/span&gt; may not be my ideal piece of man meat, Perez Hilton and I are definitely of the same page when it comes being there for our fellas. After a recent interview about what a sensitive little boy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; is (after crying during Toy Story 3), Perez had this perfectly stated response...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aww&lt;/span&gt;, BB! Should you ever feel like seeing a sad movie again, we'll clear our schedule so you'll have a shoulder to cry on. You pick the day, place and movie and we'll be there! (Wearing a shirt is optional and not encouraged.)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;! I heart you Perez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578640573337432924-6505196203822526209?l=sparklesfade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/feeds/6505196203822526209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/09/get-out-of-my-dang-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/6505196203822526209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/6505196203822526209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/09/get-out-of-my-dang-mind.html' title='Get out of my dang mind!'/><author><name>Sparkle &amp;amp; Fade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14388861953306285368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScNHkWiUkE/TXadPCSqdAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5HKaJ2hdkQc/s220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578640573337432924.post-789425855805411425</id><published>2010-09-10T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T16:51:28.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hel-lo!</title><content type='html'>I never realized Courtney &lt;strike&gt;yuck face &lt;/strike&gt;Love had a twin brother?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TIrD4vCqRTI/AAAAAAAAADM/rjjc22aPQ1Y/s1600/twinsies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515436073136309554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TIrD4vCqRTI/AAAAAAAAADM/rjjc22aPQ1Y/s320/twinsies.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578640573337432924-789425855805411425?l=sparklesfade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/feeds/789425855805411425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/09/hel-lo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/789425855805411425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/789425855805411425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/09/hel-lo.html' title='Hel-lo!'/><author><name>Sparkle &amp;amp; Fade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14388861953306285368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScNHkWiUkE/TXadPCSqdAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5HKaJ2hdkQc/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TIrD4vCqRTI/AAAAAAAAADM/rjjc22aPQ1Y/s72-c/twinsies.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578640573337432924.post-6758107198879850401</id><published>2010-08-06T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T16:58:24.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss me?</title><content type='html'>Okay, okay, okay...I know it's been FAR too long since I've last updated this thing, but to my defense, I have no internet at home. And work has been far too busy to have any "me" time. But today is Friday, my boss is on vaca and the rest of the people that care about my business left early to enjoy the sunshine (that I get to "see" out four layers of windows). So here it goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to skip over the boring stuff and get right down to business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE BACHELORETTE FINALE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TFyaqoTWKqI/AAAAAAAAACM/brgXNMWKu_E/s1600/Roberto-Martinez-and-Ali-Fedotowsky1-300x168.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TFybkok9BGI/AAAAAAAAACU/abytQ7TuD34/s1600/AR.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502443898409911394" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TFybkok9BGI/AAAAAAAAACU/abytQ7TuD34/s320/AR.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not going to lie, I was a little on the fence about who she'd pick. Would she go for Chris, the nice boy, who loves his Mama above all others, and would probably be a great father and husband? Or go straight for the sex-pot Roberto, with that amazing smile, great body and probably loves to put out? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good choice Ali, you're only young once. And I can only image that the older you get, the harder it is to have super hot sex. Bravo honey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly for her (but not for the rest of us single ladies, that are more than willing to mingle with those abs and mouth), it's pretty certain that these two will not last. I can't imagine that moving across the country for a girl &lt;strike&gt; that is uber annoying &lt;/STRIKE&gt; you barely know, and then move right in with her will turn out well. But hell, it's worth a shot. Especially when you're making money while doing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For your sake I wish I had so much more to contribute and say about it, but honestly, I could care less. It got more boring as it went on, with the acception of a few things here and there, and all I could think about was The Bachelor Pad and super hot Jesse. So I'm ending it here. But promise to bring much better material and commentary with TBP and whatever awesome stuff comes along with, good or bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578640573337432924-6758107198879850401?l=sparklesfade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/feeds/6758107198879850401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/08/miss-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/6758107198879850401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/6758107198879850401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/08/miss-me.html' title='Miss me?'/><author><name>Sparkle &amp;amp; Fade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14388861953306285368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScNHkWiUkE/TXadPCSqdAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5HKaJ2hdkQc/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TFybkok9BGI/AAAAAAAAACU/abytQ7TuD34/s72-c/AR.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578640573337432924.post-3157371249136383009</id><published>2010-07-07T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T16:37:52.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aww...sad face for LiLo.</title><content type='html'>Our little ray of sunshine is getting her own slab of cement. Luckily for her, according to a spokesperson for the Sheriff, she'll most likely only serve 25% of her 90 day sentence. And on top of that, I'm sure she'll get to drop that annoying SCRAM bracelet, that keeps getting her into more trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TDUPb0FnrTI/AAAAAAAAACE/G-aNj5AKnkQ/s1600/lindsay-ali-lohan-crying-in-st-barths11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491312291161287986" style="WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TDUPb0FnrTI/AAAAAAAAACE/G-aNj5AKnkQ/s320/lindsay-ali-lohan-crying-in-st-barths11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7578640573337432924-3157371249136383009?l=sparklesfade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/feeds/3157371249136383009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/07/awwsad-face-for-lilo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/3157371249136383009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/3157371249136383009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/07/awwsad-face-for-lilo.html' title='Aww...sad face for LiLo.'/><author><name>Sparkle &amp;amp; Fade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14388861953306285368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScNHkWiUkE/TXadPCSqdAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5HKaJ2hdkQc/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TDUPb0FnrTI/AAAAAAAAACE/G-aNj5AKnkQ/s72-c/lindsay-ali-lohan-crying-in-st-barths11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578640573337432924.post-76754555433563288</id><published>2010-06-24T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T17:05:40.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOCKER ALERT!</title><content type='html'>Jake and Vienna called it quits! Now I know she's saying it's because they rarely did the dirty, but I think her other assumption is more dead on...he's gay! I can't wait until he comes out and goes for the mock turtle neck dickie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TCPyq8PLCKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/aI2n-VYRqyw/s1600/jake-pavelka-vienna-girardi-hold-hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486495590605588642" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TCPyq8PLCKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/aI2n-VYRqyw/s320/jake-pavelka-vienna-girardi-hold-hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7578640573337432924-76754555433563288?l=sparklesfade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/feeds/76754555433563288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/06/shocker-alert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/76754555433563288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/76754555433563288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/06/shocker-alert.html' title='SHOCKER ALERT!'/><author><name>Sparkle &amp;amp; Fade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14388861953306285368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScNHkWiUkE/TXadPCSqdAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5HKaJ2hdkQc/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TCPyq8PLCKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/aI2n-VYRqyw/s72-c/jake-pavelka-vienna-girardi-hold-hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578640573337432924.post-9185205708310257052</id><published>2010-06-23T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T09:45:31.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bachelorette'/><title type='text'>If I could sign it, I would!</title><content type='html'>And by sign, I mean sign language...buh bye! Thank you, Ali for finally giving ol' Deafy Deaferton the boot! Seriously, the look on her face when Bubble Throat showed her his tattoo... It was awkward, uncomfortable, you're a psycho, are you gay?, all rolled into one big, "yep, you just confirmed it, you're done". Come on now, the 11 studs?! Really? I was unaware that people even used the term "stud" anymore? It was all just horrific. Almost as bad as the helicopter exit, just leaving him behind. Just pitiful abc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's move onto that other guy the was denied a rose. You know, what's his name? Honestly I can't even remember, and he wasn't even on enough for me to come up with one or more clever nick-names. The most memorable thing he did was tell her that he likes Mexican food, and that was right before she let him go. Good luck in your future relationships bucko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last tid bit is for my own entertainment and provided to me by my friend Jessica, who's friend was so crafty, that I had to share it with all of you. Can you guess what we call him? (We'll see how much longer he lasts!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TCPuVnbFnNI/AAAAAAAAABs/0C9Ru0b0Gv4/s1600/Shrek.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486490826194656466" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TCPuVnbFnNI/AAAAAAAAABs/0C9Ru0b0Gv4/s320/Shrek.JPG" 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/7578640573337432924-9185205708310257052?l=sparklesfade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/feeds/9185205708310257052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-i-could-sign-it-i-would.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/9185205708310257052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/9185205708310257052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-i-could-sign-it-i-would.html' title='If I could sign it, I would!'/><author><name>Sparkle &amp;amp; Fade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14388861953306285368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScNHkWiUkE/TXadPCSqdAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5HKaJ2hdkQc/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TCPuVnbFnNI/AAAAAAAAABs/0C9Ru0b0Gv4/s72-c/Shrek.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578640573337432924.post-1856255407528636415</id><published>2010-06-18T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T16:33:38.411-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just because...'/><title type='text'>I heart Albie Manzo.</title><content type='html'>He's gorgeous, funny and Italian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TBwCFBrxqHI/AAAAAAAAABk/t4HBFwwwWm4/s1600/n91911432556_1612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484260731605067890" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TBwCFBrxqHI/AAAAAAAAABk/t4HBFwwwWm4/s320/n91911432556_1612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578640573337432924-1856255407528636415?l=sparklesfade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/feeds/1856255407528636415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-heart-albie-manzo_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/1856255407528636415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/1856255407528636415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-heart-albie-manzo_18.html' title='I heart Albie Manzo.'/><author><name>Sparkle &amp;amp; Fade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14388861953306285368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScNHkWiUkE/TXadPCSqdAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5HKaJ2hdkQc/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TBwCFBrxqHI/AAAAAAAAABk/t4HBFwwwWm4/s72-c/n91911432556_1612.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578640573337432924.post-2307962081505966175</id><published>2010-06-18T15:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T16:14:30.322-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just because...'/><title type='text'>Jealous!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TBv5eV68CXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eGEatWEffuE/s1600/scan0037-560x448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484251270929451378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TBv5eV68CXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eGEatWEffuE/s320/scan0037-560x448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially love Joey's Public Enemy shirt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578640573337432924-2307962081505966175?l=sparklesfade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/feeds/2307962081505966175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/06/theres-corner-of-my-heart-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/2307962081505966175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/2307962081505966175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/06/theres-corner-of-my-heart-for.html' title='Jealous!'/><author><name>Sparkle &amp;amp; Fade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14388861953306285368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScNHkWiUkE/TXadPCSqdAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5HKaJ2hdkQc/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TBv5eV68CXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eGEatWEffuE/s72-c/scan0037-560x448.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578640573337432924.post-9178023015678568728</id><published>2010-06-16T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T09:35:46.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh.</title><content type='html'>I have been partially disgusted with Yahoo all day today. I went on the famous site earlier to check one of my e-mail accounts and to my dismay, one of their headlining stories was that, annoying couple, Megan Fox and Brian Austin Green are engaged. Have they forgotten that this has already happened once with these two and is most definitely NOT headline worthy news?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also found it quite entertaining that she dropped the ring in the sand and "despite a lengthy search by hotel staffers, the ring was never found". And by entertaining, I mean completely and totally annoying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love that they couldn't look for the ring themselves, you know, because they're above that. So they send the hotel staff after it. And that after an unsuccessful search, they just gave up on it and left it behind. I'm not sure if they've heard of metal detectors or not? But if I dropped 2 carats of shimmer, I'd be searching....all night if I had to! That's like saying, yeah, my vagina just melted off in that tanning bed; It's cool though, I'll just buy another. (this almost happened to me once, but that's another story). It's your engagement ring, that is supposed to be something special, almost one of a kind because of the emotion behind it. Eff you in the A for being so stuck up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to throw this out there, she also has a whore-house tattoo of his name on her hip. If it said David Silver, I'd let her slide a bit. But it doesn't. So game over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TBpOQDJcVdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/I2qRLd3WwdI/s1600/megan-fox-brian-austin-green-beach-kisses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483781533906785746" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TBpOQDJcVdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/I2qRLd3WwdI/s320/megan-fox-brian-austin-green-beach-kisses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/7578640573337432924-9178023015678568728?l=sparklesfade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/feeds/9178023015678568728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/06/ugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/9178023015678568728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/9178023015678568728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/06/ugh.html' title='Ugh.'/><author><name>Sparkle &amp;amp; Fade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14388861953306285368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScNHkWiUkE/TXadPCSqdAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5HKaJ2hdkQc/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TBpOQDJcVdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/I2qRLd3WwdI/s72-c/megan-fox-brian-austin-green-beach-kisses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578640573337432924.post-149941034103027626</id><published>2010-06-15T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T16:51:24.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bachelorette'/><title type='text'>And the Bachelorette gets even more painful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Enough is enough. Whether you are one of the masses that thinks he (Kasey) is deaf, eats way too much peanut butter, has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;perma&lt;/span&gt;-bubble in his throat, whatever it may be. We can all agree on the fact that he should NEVER sing! Listening to him speak is cringe worthy enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;After the, not one, but&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; terrible serenades that are now in the "Slit Your Wrist and be Done With it" hall of fame (which is what I wished he would've done over getting that crazy/gay/stupid tattoo). And the "I will murder you, if you don't love me" look he gave her after it was over. Oh wait, and the whole chasing her around the dark museum and grunting like an ape thing. I guess Ali really had no other choice but to keep his waxy, slightly burn victim looking ass around for another round. But seriously, please call it quits after this next episode. I don't know if I can handle much more. And I'm sure that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;abc&lt;/span&gt; has now hired enough body guards to keep him from killing you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Then we move onto the Weatherman. There's not a whole lot to say about this guy, other than the fact that I'm half tempted to make him a shirt that says "I'm a douche bag" on it, since that's what his aura already reads. Seriously dude, you cried when you had to kiss her. And then you pull out a guitar and sing to her as if that was going to help your cause to stick around and someday, maybe, lose your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;virginity&lt;/span&gt;. No thank you. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Buh&lt;/span&gt; bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;And I'm not quite sure if all of these gents understand the point of the show? They keep getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;butt hurt&lt;/span&gt; by Justin for trying to spend as much time with Ali as possible, even if it means cutting into someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; date or hobbling up a hill to see her. Um, isn't that the point? To win her over and show her the lengths that you're willing to go to do so. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dumb asses&lt;/span&gt;! Let's step up our game some shall we, boys? Instead of just whining and bitching. Pull the tampon out of your ass and admit that you wish you'd thought of that first and try to be the first to do it next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Overall here is my opinion: Chris L. is decent, Justin is very good looking and not there to promote his alter ego, Jesse can sing and is cute too, Frank is a stalker, Roberto is her Latino sex pot, and who in the hell knows why Craig R. is still on the show? And for the rest of them, who are they again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In case you missed it - the first deaf song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="tdbvideo" name="tdbvideo" src="http://www.thedailybeast.com/swf/TheDailyBeastVideoPlayer.swf" width="305" height="284" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#ffffff" quality="high" menu="false" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="video=http://www.tdbimg.com/files/2010/06/15/vid-kasey-sings-to-ali-on-the-bachelorette_162410134262.flv&amp;amp;still=http://www.tdbimg.com/files/2010/06/15/img-100615-the-bachelorette-kasey-sings-480_161720837530.jpg&amp;amp;title=%20%27THE%20BACHELORETTE%27%20GETS%20AWKWARD"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578640573337432924-149941034103027626?l=sparklesfade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/feeds/149941034103027626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-bachelorette-gets-even-more-painful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/149941034103027626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/149941034103027626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-bachelorette-gets-even-more-painful.html' title='And the Bachelorette gets even more painful.'/><author><name>Sparkle &amp;amp; Fade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14388861953306285368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScNHkWiUkE/TXadPCSqdAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5HKaJ2hdkQc/s220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578640573337432924.post-2637973338322526446</id><published>2010-06-14T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T16:49:29.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twinsies'/><title type='text'>One more reason....</title><content type='html'>Why I'll never become a fan of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lifehouse&lt;/span&gt; and will never watch the movie Splice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;commercials&lt;/span&gt; for that movie come on, I get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;creeped&lt;/span&gt; out and wonder who in the eff comes up with stuff like that. And while listening to Pandora in my car yesterday, one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lifehouse's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;horrendous&lt;/span&gt; songs came on. Before blowing my brains out, I picked up my phone to change it and saw a pic of the band. Then it all made sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TBakBpoNrtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cnUqHjkW2e4/s1600/Twinsies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482749944631504594" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TBakBpoNrtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cnUqHjkW2e4/s320/Twinsies.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lifehouse&lt;/span&gt; drummer/Splice's "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Dren&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578640573337432924-2637973338322526446?l=sparklesfade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/feeds/2637973338322526446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-more-reason.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/2637973338322526446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/2637973338322526446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-more-reason.html' title='One more reason....'/><author><name>Sparkle &amp;amp; Fade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14388861953306285368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScNHkWiUkE/TXadPCSqdAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5HKaJ2hdkQc/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TBakBpoNrtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cnUqHjkW2e4/s72-c/Twinsies.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578640573337432924.post-8763844061445407958</id><published>2010-06-14T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T14:18:16.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite possibly two of the smartest men alive...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TBacEzIDnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6vaO4UzIcyU/s1600/dolce-gabbana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482741202627566754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TBacEzIDnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6vaO4UzIcyU/s320/dolce-gabbana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dolce&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gabbana&lt;/span&gt;! These men have conquered fashion (with their share of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; were you thinking items in the mix) and now they've come up with an even better way to sell it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only have they teamed up with Bacardi to create their own signature cocktail (which I can't wait to try!). But, they've also opened a bar in two of their stores! And if you've ever gone shopping after enjoying a few drinks, you know how easy it is to see things as a "must have, right now" as apposed to a more sober "maybe next time, after I pay my bills".  Genius boys, genius!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7578640573337432924-8763844061445407958?l=sparklesfade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/feeds/8763844061445407958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/06/quite-possibly-two-of-smartest-men.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/8763844061445407958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7578640573337432924/posts/default/8763844061445407958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesfade.blogspot.com/2010/06/quite-possibly-two-of-smartest-men.html' title='Quite possibly two of the smartest men alive...'/><author><name>Sparkle &amp;amp; Fade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14388861953306285368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dScNHkWiUkE/TXadPCSqdAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5HKaJ2hdkQc/s220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qP7nwVjwJEw/TBacEzIDnKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6vaO4UzIcyU/s72-c/dolce-gabbana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
