<?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-7273253</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:26:48.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pink flowers &amp; sparkling tiaras</title><subtitle type='html'>smiling forever because everything is just fine. :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twstedchick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273253/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twstedchick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bubbleboys_girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273253.post-111534734125905960</id><published>2005-05-05T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T11:03:26.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reasons to be happy about bubbleboy</title><content type='html'>this is going to be a long blog. i'm very happy. why? because i have bubbleboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an 'ode to my bubbleboy, my love. (not in any particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** i like the fact i had a crush on him before we got together; i thought he was cute. he likes that cuz he doesn't believe anyone could have a crush on him. i don't believe him when he tells me he thought i was hot the first time he saw me. &lt;br /&gt;** everyone knows he genuine. he is the nicest guy. he listens, pays attention, very affectionate, loving/caring. people often tell me how happy they are and secretly reveal that he is one of the "good ones" because he is never shady or fake. i like when people compliment me on him, but then again i guess it works both ways, even in front of me he's gotten a congratulations on getting me!&lt;br /&gt;** hours of conversation. of course we talk a lot when we are together, but we can talk for hours on end, four or five hours on the phone is nothing. we get few hours sleep when we aren't together but its awesome. we call each other thru the day too, and sometimes even at 6 am! he text messages me at least 600 times a month. i love that. its not even me who wants to talk, its him. &lt;br /&gt;** his laugh. we have so much in common, especially our love for funny movies. i love watching him watch a funny flick. i sit there and watch him when he laughs. he catches me watch him and usually just smiles. i like to continue watching. i love when he catches me watch him. i do that all the time actually, not just when he watches the tele with me.&lt;br /&gt;** i wake up smiling before i open my eyes when i stay over. i love waking up next to him. &lt;br /&gt;** he puts me into comas. stroking my hair, caressing my back gently, kissing my head. of course his words, "sleeeeep" kinda help.&lt;br /&gt;** the day he said he loved me three times and how i totally missed them all. its the funniest thing. the last time, he said, "i'm in love with a pirate" as he kissed my hand over the banana split at Jerry's Deli. i couldn't help but shy away. he paniced inside, but he learned he paniced for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;** "i have something to tell you." i'm like, "what?" "i love you" he never fails to say he loves me. he tells me at least 15 times a day. he calls me his love, his babydoll, the love of his life, his future wife. i love when he calls me Jenn and says he is the luckiest man in the world.&lt;br /&gt;** he will do anything for me. if i'm feeling sick, he'll run down to the store, in the rain to get me things and rush back to take care of me. he will serve me, never lets me get up. &lt;br /&gt;** he loves cats. he loves animals in general. he meows at me. its a very cute meow, when i hear it, i just want to squeeze him.&lt;br /&gt;** his momma and poppa. such a loving family. his parents did him good. :)&lt;br /&gt;** holding my hand. even if he's carrying tons of groceries, because he won't let me carry any, he finds a way to hold my hand. he has to have my hand...he has to kiss it every couple of minutes. i love that.&lt;br /&gt;** even though i say i don't like it, he picks me up. i like when my arms can be around his neck and my legs around his body. &lt;br /&gt;** his tall, slim body. i love running my fingers through his thick straight hair too.&lt;br /&gt;** that he puts ketchup in his ranch dressing when he eats fries. him thinking i'm weird, at first, that i didn't eat cottage cheese with my speghetti. his love for chicken tenders, four by four hamburgers, pizza, and of course, Chili's restaurant. i cannot forget, his love for cheese.&lt;br /&gt;** his taste in music. he enjoys metallica, rage against the machine, but he also enjoy dido, natlie merchant, fat boy slim, moby, and some eurotech, oldies, light jazz, etc. his parents did him good as his brother.&lt;br /&gt;** his peter pan pose.&lt;br /&gt;** his sneezes. he always apologizes for his never ending cold, but i certainly don't mind. it does not bother me.&lt;br /&gt;** the child in him. he is a natural at video games and never fails to drag me into EB games. his love for comic books and his superheros like superman and batman. his love for ninjas and cheese monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;** he's great with kids. kids want to talk with him about tons of stuff. he's good at tutoring, breaking things down. the little girl students ask about him, their little crushes are cute.&lt;br /&gt;** he lets me spray him with bodyspray even if its cold. its so fun. he uses my bodyshop mango shower gel.&lt;br /&gt;** his dreams about me. i am practically in all of his dreams somehow. i belive him completely. he makes an appearance sometimes in my dreams but certainly not as much as i am in his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much more. i'm silly in love and i love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273253-111534734125905960?l=twstedchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273253/posts/default/111534734125905960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273253/posts/default/111534734125905960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twstedchick.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111534734125905960' title='reasons to be happy about bubbleboy'/><author><name>bubbleboys_girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273253.post-111083712476018814</id><published>2005-03-14T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T13:33:09.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happily surprised</title><content type='html'>well my planned weekend didn't go as planned. i was to go to the cal. state lb pow wow and work the entire weekend. instead? after the staff mtg on friday, pissed by stupid people, i instead opted to join kenki in line to get coldplay tickets. bubbleboy met me there and i came with lunch for them. yay, bubbleboy got to hang out with my best friend for two hours before i got there. i enjoyed those six hours in line. i got a keychain and to talk a kroq driver. we didn't get the tickets but it was okay. i was just glad to relax. i ended up staying in westwood for the entire weekend. i got to work this morning, later than i had orginially planned, but at least i made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the surpise this weekend. i got an email from one girl nalo and she told me someone i knew, got married. i was taken back, although i knew it would happen, but i was sad. i was truley sad. i cried for a while in bubbleboys arms. i guess it marked so many things. i wasn't who i used to be. i was much older with a new life. i, too, would be married soon. it was a slap of reality of my adulthood. i always said i never want to grow up. i wanted to play all day and night. i guess i am an adult. i am already talking about homes, babies, grandbabies, etc. its so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy truley makes me happy. i remember, years ago, this fool i knew, once told me how he was on the search for his "one." this person had to exist, mathematically, there was at least one or maybe even two people meant for everyone. one just had to find the other. i never believe in soul mates and i thought this idea was just stupid. well i guess its not so stupid. i found my one. who'd a thought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (1:22:58 PM): does my baby love me?&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:23:38 PM): not only do i love you, but im in love with you&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:23:51 PM): and not only im I in love with you&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:23:56 PM): but Im going to marry you&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (1:24:20 PM): really?&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:25:03 PM): yes, that is true&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:25:18 PM): im going to ask my baby, and then Im going to marry her&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (1:25:27 PM): what makes you so sure i'll say yes?&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:26:24 PM): because  my love told me so:-):-)&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (1:27:02 PM): so what kind of ring is my baby getting me?&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:27:14 PM): a really big one&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:27:22 PM): with sparkles&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (1:27:39 PM): so heavy that people are like, "dammnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!!" and i can't hold it up?&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:28:28 PM): yes, it will make my baby buff because shell get a workout from continually looking at her ring. &lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:43:23 PM): where did my love go&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (1:43:31 PM): no where&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (1:43:41 PM): i keep getting cut off at work and reconnected.&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:43:51 PM): thats not cool&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:44:04 PM): i was like, where is my love and there was the slamming of a door&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:44:10 PM): then there was sadness&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (1:44:43 PM): so where were we?&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (1:44:52 PM): your in love with me?&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:45:10 PM): and Im going to marry you&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:45:15 PM): and there will big a huge ring&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:45:30 PM): which will be so heavy it will give my love a workout&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (1:45:35 PM): and my baby will wear a skirt.&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:45:51 PM): and a sash&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (1:46:01 PM): and our invitations will have the family crest on it.&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:46:30 PM): ooh i like that idea&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (1:46:32 PM): we will also have a traditional navajo wedding.&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:48:04 PM): yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (1:48:06 PM): what about babies? my baby said if i have twins then we need to have more.&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:48:22 PM): well, i do want to have two babies&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:48:36 PM): if we have twins, we'll be done in one shot&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:48:49 PM): and after 18 years, will have the house all to ourselves again&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (1:49:01 PM): so my baby can be the dirty old man?&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:49:34 PM): that is one possibility &lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (1:50:24 PM): the other, my love won't attack me anymore?&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:50:40 PM): no, i will be a dirty middle aged man&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:50:53 PM): as opposed to an "old" man&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:51:20 PM): and i will attack my baby twice as much, and my baby will be exhausted all the :-):-):-)&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:52:03 PM): time&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:52:36 PM): perhaps my love will want more than two mexican navajo white bubble babies&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:52:42 PM): that we will have to see&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:53:38 PM): my baby never has to worry about me not attacking her! I already told her, i love her more and more each day&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:54:12 PM): so twenty five years from now, i will be insane with love and kiss my baby all the time and make her feel as happy as is ever possible!!&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:55:03 PM): what does my baby think of that?&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (1:55:21 PM): i love it.&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (1:55:24 PM): i love you.&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:55:36 PM): i love you too baby doll.&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:55:56 PM): I want to be there for my baby whenever i can, forever&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:56:45 PM): soon the whole world will know and they will be jealous!!!!&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:58:03 PM): because my baby and I are lucky, and they hope one day that they will be lucky too. Hopefully, they can be, because everybody should be as lucky as we are&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (1:58:15 PM): hehe...we are blessed.&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:58:37 PM): my baby watched the punisher and remembers lines&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:59:48 PM): we are lucky&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:59:55 PM): and happy&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (1:59:57 PM): and in love&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (2:00:01 PM): and im going to marry you&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (2:00:09 PM): YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WsTedCHicK (2:00:49 PM): i recorded you.&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (2:01:09 PM): what do you mean love??&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (2:01:31 PM): how did you record me?&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (2:02:02 PM): on tape recorder? on the internet, my baby must tell me&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (2:02:42 PM): on the internet&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (2:03:07 PM): my baby was just so wonderful and sweet i had to.&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (2:03:36 PM): hehe my baby makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (2:04:11 PM): big smiles&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (2:05:10 PM): my baby makes me happy all the time, hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (2:05:50 PM): she is going to live in my bubble with the bubble kitties and ninja dogs&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (2:06:48 PM): i will live in your bubble.&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (2:06:54 PM): i just hope the diamond can fit.&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (2:07:17 PM): it will attempt to pop the bubble, but its ok, our bubble will be incredibly strong&lt;br /&gt;tWsTedCHicK (2:07:30 PM): our bubble will last forever.&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (2:07:46 PM): heheh yay,  infinite bubble&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (2:07:49 PM): :-):-):-):-)&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (2:08:37 PM): my baby wants to live in my bubble forever.&lt;br /&gt;bubbleboy1528 (2:08:50 PM): that is exactly what i want. To be with my love forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that is my bubbleboy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273253-111083712476018814?l=twstedchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273253/posts/default/111083712476018814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273253/posts/default/111083712476018814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twstedchick.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111083712476018814' title='happily surprised'/><author><name>bubbleboys_girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273253.post-110265050942782050</id><published>2004-12-09T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T19:53:45.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PINK x-mas</title><content type='html'>tuesday was such a long and stressful day. Lucky for me, wednesday turned to not only good but even better, it was great! i met my bubbly boy for lunch at 12:30 P. i was standing in the lobby and he wasn't there. i lost him. well it turns out he was in front of the restaurant waiting for me.  he had a green gift back and pink roses! i found my bubble boy. well, we had our lunch and then we headed back to his apartment. the day before had been so long i was really tired. when we got in, i got to open my presents. yay, i got a pocket kitty. i got a pirate shirt and i got a bendable bubble boy figure, and some other presents that would only be for me. i gave him his and he liked it. he is so easy to shop for. i ended up leaving around 4. bubble boy didn't come to tutoring because he got invited to a show. it was weird, that he asked if it was alright he could go? duh, of course, i don't dictate his life. he so freakin' unbelievable. i can't believe he's mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1440/640/pinkroses.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/1440/200/pinkroses.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink roses from my bubble boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got to work, birdie had presents for me. she got me pj's, monkey &amp; kitty socks, and she made me the best part. she made me a pink/black fleece blanket that had my sn "twistedchick" and a black/pink matching pillow that read, "jenn." that is so freakin' awesome. so basically, i am having a pink xmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also don't have to worry about my bubble boy. he is absolutely wonderful! oh yes, his gift was finalized yesterday too. kenki ordered it for me and it should be here in a week or so. i am still working on the other stuff for it. he is going to love it. he also confirmed his need for it yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, today is another day. i've been falling asleep everywhere. i am now at the office and i am super tired. boo! i at least got teenamarie's gift. she should love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be in super early in the morning at the office. once again, i shake my fists at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh...i also received something flattering in my inbox, not from my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there once was a girl named jenn. &lt;br /&gt;she helped indian women and men. &lt;br /&gt;she wears a big hat, &lt;br /&gt;her friend tod likes to chat, &lt;br /&gt;and she sent her last message again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-todd the poet &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273253-110265050942782050?l=twstedchick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273253/posts/default/110265050942782050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273253/posts/default/110265050942782050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twstedchick.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110265050942782050' title='PINK x-mas'/><author><name>bubbleboys_girl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
