<?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-1108017393712005975</id><updated>2012-01-29T14:28:30.072-07:00</updated><category term='Zombie'/><category term='Gimp'/><category term='torn ligament'/><category term='Prince Caspian'/><category term='sprained ankle'/><category term='What Happens In Vegas'/><category term='Chandler Cinemas'/><category term='City of the Dead'/><category term='lapband'/><category term='moving woes'/><category term='Va Bene Phoenix'/><category term='maureen o&apos;hara'/><category term='medical mask'/><category term='gloomy weather'/><category term='ross dress for less'/><category term='Baby Manning'/><category term='office 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ovary syndrome'/><category term='surivival'/><category term='cat wakes up from a nap'/><category term='john wayne'/><category term='texas'/><category term='POF'/><category term='The Spirit'/><category term='polygamist'/><category term='death note'/><category term='plenty of fish'/><category term='sick'/><category term='Fascinations adult store'/><category term='oakley'/><category term='online dating experience'/><category term='pulled ligament'/><category term='The Dark Knight'/><category term='new strep strain'/><title type='text'>Yesterday's Ninja</title><subtitle type='html'>Tales of Dating, Cursing, and Nunchucks!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-1828100668897358663</id><published>2008-07-01T22:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:39:16.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>micro management moments</title><summary type='text'>my boss thinks i'm such an idiot that she has to ask me every 20 minutes where i'm at in my work, what i'm doing, and that i should work and talk if i'm going to talk. she thinks i can't do my job. she thinks i'm incompetent.which means i now i have a right to be a complete slacker and stop trying totally and utterly.YAY!!!!I want to post a chunk of my book.. but i'm afraid you will all (all none</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1828100668897358663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=1828100668897358663' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/1828100668897358663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/1828100668897358663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/07/micro-management-moments.html' title='micro management moments'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-1171962364722799062</id><published>2008-06-29T22:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T23:02:26.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>selective informing</title><summary type='text'>why has my little sister not told our (being hers and mine) friend Crystal that she's 5 months pregnant? Funny how that works right? I told Crystal because I thought my little sister had already told her only to find out ... she hadn't.Sooo now crystal is infuriated and she feels totally abandoned by her so-called friend who's all of a suddenly stopped calling her. I.. feel like a heel stuck in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1171962364722799062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=1171962364722799062' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/1171962364722799062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/1171962364722799062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/06/selective-informing.html' title='selective informing'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-6301348847744400233</id><published>2008-06-21T18:16:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T18:23:19.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Solstice</title><summary type='text'>So apparently my brain has gone into overdrive, overun by my own emotions as i become lost in my own thought processes and wonder so many things about myself. I know soon I'll be starting my monthly cycle because I can't stop fighting the urge to cry at commercials on tv, stories on msn.com and well.. when my cat wants to cuddle. It seems my emotions have gone haywire.And as always, my body runs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/6301348847744400233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=6301348847744400233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/6301348847744400233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/6301348847744400233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-solstice.html' title='Summer Solstice'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-9018028858192835870</id><published>2008-06-21T15:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T15:04:24.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tainted</title><summary type='text'>i watched the end of the mens gymnastics us trials for the olympics today. I watched as these men had their dreams either made real or destroyed. i watched the olympic commercials showing the beauty of beijing.and all the while i could not stop picturing the open graves of darfur.As much as I would love to support our olympians this year... i cannot. i cannot support this olympics as we all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/9018028858192835870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=9018028858192835870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/9018028858192835870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/9018028858192835870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/06/tainted.html' title='tainted'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-6671451175937220614</id><published>2008-06-09T23:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T23:31:36.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye del.</title><summary type='text'>the world is full of cynics. It takes the innocent mind and twists it.. deforms it into these bitter, grumpy husks of humans who walk around hating each other as well as themselves.And then one falls in love. and what does it do?It forces its loved one into submission. it loves with an iron fist. it loves, it destroys, and it moves on to the next sentient being. I've witnessed this and watched </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/6671451175937220614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=6671451175937220614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/6671451175937220614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/6671451175937220614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/06/goodbye-del.html' title='goodbye del.'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-5326913597989200246</id><published>2008-06-07T11:54:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T12:10:27.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!!! OVER IT!!!</title><summary type='text'>Thank you Yahoo.L: what upS Dot: whaat up how did it go last niteL: i came to the conclusion that arthur fucked up and its irreversable.L: he stayed the night last nightS Dot: okay...S Dot: what happened?L: well... last night he came over and we went walking. got good exersizeL: then came back to the apartment and asked if i wanted to go get something to drink.L: first of all... he's a tight </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/5326913597989200246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=5326913597989200246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/5326913597989200246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/5326913597989200246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/06/finally-over-it.html' title='FINALLY!!! OVER IT!!!'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d6v_bft9PQo/SErchUXgTbI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LCVlLf5KfcY/s72-c/shelleybj8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-5608336814983737264</id><published>2008-06-03T18:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:14:26.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so today my boss decided to treat me like an incompetent retard.i'm fucking frustrated tired and dieting.i'm sleepy and feeling shitty.i think... its time to find a new job.i'm such a nomad.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/5608336814983737264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=5608336814983737264' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/5608336814983737264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/5608336814983737264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-today-my-boss-decided-to-treat-me.html' title=''/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-3475940987137506776</id><published>2008-05-24T16:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T16:45:38.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she's depressed.</title><summary type='text'> painting: Cisya by Kevin GarnerShe's DepressedBy: LA retrospective of the typical young woman. She sat on the flattened carpet of her living room staring at the pages of the fashion magazine. Tears skipped down her cheeks as she caught her reflection in the thirty two inch television in front of her. she sobbed as she stuffed another dingdong in her mouth. This was her life. No willpower, no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/3475940987137506776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=3475940987137506776' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/3475940987137506776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/3475940987137506776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/shes-depressed.html' title='she&apos;s depressed.'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-2478254490233150430</id><published>2008-05-22T22:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T23:12:23.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phoenix rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bell flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gloomy weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain storm'/><title type='text'>fruition</title><summary type='text'>Today was interesting. a storm rolled in and darkened the skies. Wind blew so hard it almost blew my wig off! ;p hah i love that saying. "what you tryin to do!? blow my wig off?!" lol It brought thunder, lightning, sheets of rain poured down on my desert, saturating the land and cleansing the skies. people ran for cover as if the clouds sprayed us with deadly acid. I stood and let the beautiful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/2478254490233150430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=2478254490233150430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/2478254490233150430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/2478254490233150430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/fruition.html' title='fruition'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d6v_bft9PQo/SDZgF3FykPI/AAAAAAAAABs/Rb0s3sb4OrE/s72-c/HPIM0914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-8297406980501431267</id><published>2008-05-22T00:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:44:41.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prince Caspian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polycystic ovary syndrome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death note'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PCOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lapband'/><title type='text'>silver lining</title><summary type='text'>with all that's happened... its amazing how we all continue on with our lives, living as if we have no choice. but we all have choices and we make the choice to be strong and push on if not for ourselves but for each other.my sister had light contractions this morning.. but nothing severe. she'll be havin Ethan soon. I'm so excited that I cannot contain myself. I'll be an auntie again and cannot </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8297406980501431267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=8297406980501431267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/8297406980501431267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/8297406980501431267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/silver-lining.html' title='silver lining'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-5492446599694506053</id><published>2008-05-17T23:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T23:51:44.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good sundays</title><summary type='text'>despite the pain my family's goin through right now, I decided I'm not about to wallow in it. I'm not about to marinate in my stupid little sister's drama. I decided that I'd live my life without her.So I'm taking my little nephiew Eric to see The Chronicals of Narnia: Prince Caspian. He's dying to see the movie and so am I so I figured I'd take him for some quality L time. :pI gotta stop at best</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/5492446599694506053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=5492446599694506053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/5492446599694506053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/5492446599694506053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-sundays.html' title='good sundays'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-7641724020581960727</id><published>2008-05-16T23:25:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T23:47:28.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aftermath</title><summary type='text'>so i'm done with her. she called me to tell me the next morning and all i could do was play it off as if i didn't know. i pretended as the anger built up.you have to understand...round 1:i woke up one morning in the old condo to find my little sister sick to her stomach and scared shitless. she's tellin me she thinks she might be pregnant. she has a boyfriend named billy. but while she was just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7641724020581960727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=7641724020581960727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/7641724020581960727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/7641724020581960727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/aftermath.html' title='aftermath'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-3593851789814815628</id><published>2008-05-15T00:23:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T00:30:50.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just when you think you're outta the woods</title><summary type='text'>simple post.my stupid ass little sister who's life is already a fucking shambles turns out to be pregnant. who's the daddy everyone wants to know!! she says... billy. i say.. paul. that disgusting fucking child molesting sex offender.now what's she gonna do?not ANOTHER abortion! (this would be number 2! it was a great christmas gift you bitch! its not a form of contreception you retard!!! why </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/3593851789814815628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=3593851789814815628' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/3593851789814815628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/3593851789814815628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-when-you-think-youre-outta-woods.html' title='just when you think you&apos;re outta the woods'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-6203311410948289152</id><published>2008-05-09T17:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T17:52:45.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat wakes up from a nap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art of wasting time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oakley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how evil are you?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ross dress for less'/><title type='text'>EVIL - and the art of time wasting.</title><summary type='text'>First of all... I answered the questions to this lil test out of pure honesty, not even a drop of deceit was put into it to make myself seem more/less evil.You Are 76% EvilYou are very evil. And you're too evil to care.Those who love you probably also fear you. A lot.How Evil Are You?Now seeing as it says i'm over THREE QUARTERS evil... i'm worried. i mean not really for my soul.. more for my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/6203311410948289152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=6203311410948289152' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/6203311410948289152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/6203311410948289152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/evil-and-art-of-time-wasting.html' title='EVIL - and the art of time wasting.'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-6931550692643559758</id><published>2008-05-05T20:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T20:58:25.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tthinkin</title><summary type='text'>thinkin gets me nowhere. i'm kinda stifled as its beautiful, cool and breezy outside and feels like an oven in my damned apartment. SUCKS.i'm restless. I want to do something but what... I don't know. I'm trippin on this test run for tomorrow for the radio show. i'm trippin because my house looks like shit. i'm trippin at the strange sudden bouts of lonliness i keep experiencing. :( its been a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/6931550692643559758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=6931550692643559758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/6931550692643559758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/6931550692643559758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/tthinkin.html' title='tthinkin'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-7255241083320202320</id><published>2008-05-04T23:10:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T00:20:04.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Dark Knight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prince Caspian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What Happens In Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='packing hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iron Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving woes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellboy II the golden army'/><title type='text'>MY BOX</title><summary type='text'>and no i dont mean the one between my thighs.as i unload my storage into my apartment i realize that its just retarded that i own this much  shit. not only did i downgrade from a condo to a small apartment for just me...  but i'm a fucking packrat!! i never realized it as i do now going through each of these boxes. i have no life for the next few weeks because i need to go through it all and make</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7255241083320202320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=7255241083320202320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/7255241083320202320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/7255241083320202320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-box.html' title='MY BOX'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-4795380657446033551</id><published>2008-05-03T13:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T13:27:49.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Man Review</title><summary type='text'>one word... disappointing.sure the special effects were gravy.and the only thing that was outstanding was robert downey jr (sober?) other than that... i kinda sat there... enjoyed the Few hardcore laughs ... but yeah..I'll touch on it when i get back later today. its just... i walked out kinda... feelin empty.I did however enjoy the sudden creation of SHIELD. yeah... you know. ;p</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/4795380657446033551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=4795380657446033551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/4795380657446033551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/4795380657446033551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/iron-man-review.html' title='Iron Man Review'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-1065317547154534972</id><published>2008-05-03T00:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T00:43:13.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the festivities begin!</title><summary type='text'>the hellish claptrap of the workday made me want to light my own hair on fire and watch that bouffant baby burn. Talk about a hell of a day. I think the Doctors wanted to kill everyone as I wanted to kill the opticians who wanted to kill the techs who wanted to kill us. and all I could do was sit there and grumble to myself about bullshit a la cart.arthur called me after dumping me over our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1065317547154534972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=1065317547154534972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/1065317547154534972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/1065317547154534972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/let-festivities-begin.html' title='Let the festivities begin!'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-1398972901504528818</id><published>2008-05-01T22:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T23:50:01.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trip out</title><summary type='text'>so I found him. the man of my dreams. the one I fell in love with years ago who's since disappeared from my life. all I had to do.. was google his ass.Please... feel free to check out the Fat Ninja Of Love!I haven't heard back from the Champion of the World. I'm guessin he either ran out of material.. or he's no longer interested.I'm sittin here thinkin of how i'm living alone now and how its </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1398972901504528818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=1398972901504528818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/1398972901504528818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/1398972901504528818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/trip-out.html' title='trip out'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d6v_bft9PQo/SBq47GVfRVI/AAAAAAAAABk/n0HHFaK_smY/s72-c/HPIM0801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-903979982783310867</id><published>2008-04-30T19:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T19:55:57.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did he just ask me out or call me fat?</title><summary type='text'>I received a response from THE CHAMPION OF THE WORLD this evening.. which was so witty... i dont know how to respond back!Yes Ms. Bubble head, I can perform and Im also mastered in those activities. Im surprised there is only 4, I usally do up to and exceed 50 requests including but not limited to, full body massage after work, cook gourmet meals with the option of serving it to you, beat up ex </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/903979982783310867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=903979982783310867' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/903979982783310867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/903979982783310867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/04/did-he-just-ask-me-out-or-call-me-fat.html' title='Did he just ask me out or call me fat?'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-8852240345648832755</id><published>2008-04-30T10:16:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T10:52:13.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='online dating experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plenty of fish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to handle a smart ass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surivival'/><title type='text'>Not Dead Yet</title><summary type='text'>so the whole fiasco with the dumping and the breaking of my heart kinda made me really really angry toward men and their lovely game playing ability. I've decided that I'd no longer be lil miss nicenice.If they want game playing ... then they're about to fuck with the champ. so i'm back on POF. good times. but this time I'm back to just hang around. I'm not looking for Mr. anything at all. I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8852240345648832755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=8852240345648832755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/8852240345648832755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/8852240345648832755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/04/not-dead-yet.html' title='Not Dead Yet'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-8873385764457302404</id><published>2008-04-30T00:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T00:12:08.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>angry and alone. again.</title><summary type='text'>i've been dumped by the guy i was falling for and trying to deny it. he avoided me for days then i finally asked him whats up. he told me it was over.why am i crying?i should be okay with this. but i feel like he used me to kill time while he was trying to figure his shit out.oh my god i'm soo angry. soo incredibly angry.so here I am again. alone.in my apartment.alone.fuck men fuck dating and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8873385764457302404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=8873385764457302404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/8873385764457302404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/8873385764457302404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/04/angry-and-alone-again.html' title='angry and alone. again.'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-7307904814533996123</id><published>2008-04-29T00:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T00:21:17.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and the fasting has ended</title><summary type='text'>DUUUUUUDE. ;pdid you miss me? yeah. right. first of all I should tell you that this is the last time I'll be mentioning my asshat of an ex roommate (the child molester). He apparently fucked with the settings on my stupid internet connection network thingamuhjig and for the past month, I've been unable to connect to anyone's internet here at the new place.I have a pal named Eddie who makes me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7307904814533996123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=7307904814533996123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/7307904814533996123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/7307904814533996123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-fasting-has-ended.html' title='and the fasting has ended'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-8537201317886050662</id><published>2008-04-05T10:38:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T10:45:28.335-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tom green'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex offender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warren jeffs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polygamist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving woes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tom green county'/><title type='text'>its moving day and tom green has his own county?? WTF?</title><summary type='text'>so today's moving day. I'm throwing everything in force flex trash bags because i'm too lazy to search for boxes for a move up the street. its a nice apartment with locks on the doors and no sex offenders as roommates. I'd say its a step up. heh!Del's comin to help move since he's bored outta his mind. thank god. i was afraid i'd have to do this shit by my self man!and mind you i have no internet</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8537201317886050662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=8537201317886050662' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/8537201317886050662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/8537201317886050662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-moving-day-and-tom-green-has-his.html' title='its moving day and tom green has his own county?? WTF?'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-1680521076122984966</id><published>2008-04-02T22:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:43:41.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifted.</title><summary type='text'>its been a bit. I haven't had the heart or soul to kick some ass on this blog. I thought I'd be able to give myself new rules and rock this thing in a whole new light. but you know What I realized? That's not how I function.I'm not the rules and regulations type. I'm not the conform and clean up type. I wanted to make this blog a success but I realized... I've been going through so much that my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1680521076122984966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=1680521076122984966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/1680521076122984966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/1680521076122984966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/04/lifted.html' title='Lifted.'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d6v_bft9PQo/R_RuZnR9R3I/AAAAAAAAABc/pD-mFYY9iNQ/s72-c/easter2008-3-23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-5884131909861692322</id><published>2008-03-16T11:50:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T13:34:29.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Havisham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucio Fulci'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Expectations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zombie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City of the Dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chandler Cinemas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Midnight Movie Mamacita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Va Bene Phoenix'/><title type='text'>Lets catch you up... 1</title><summary type='text'>So I fell off the face of the earth there for about 11 days. sorry. I know. I'm such an ass! lol so lets do this presentation style!Our key points today will be:dates with Ruhtra and am i really ready to settle down?!work is hell but only on hot days... my sister and my roommate are living in sinI'm lookin for a new place to live again (reference #3 please)i'm goin to visit my family in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/5884131909861692322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=5884131909861692322' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/5884131909861692322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/5884131909861692322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/03/lets-catch-you-up-1.html' title='Lets catch you up... 1'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-5849521380950271853</id><published>2008-03-01T20:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T21:09:55.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ruhtra Date # 2!</title><summary type='text'>yeah thats right folks! date number twooooo!!! hehtonight I wore a cute lil frilly skirt and my lil black sweater and my lil leopard print flip flops hehe. He wore his nice dark denim jeans, a black grindhouse t shirt and his black chucks!! yeah thats right baby converse... is hot. ;p he looked adorable. he's kinda chunky but he works out all the time and he's good like that. He has a mustache </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/5849521380950271853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=5849521380950271853' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/5849521380950271853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/5849521380950271853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/03/ruhtra-date-2.html' title='ruhtra Date # 2!'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-8498038238466498393</id><published>2008-02-27T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T19:47:37.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now that's suttle... haha</title><summary type='text'>this is why internet dating is hilarious.noles543: can you talk? u might like this possiblynoles543: i can explain, are you there?Bubble_Eyes: yeahnoles543: can you talk for a couple minutes?Bubble_Eyes: is this s survey? noles543: no, just a couple questions and your input and help possiblynoles543: should i explain?noles543: busy?Bubble_Eyes: sure but i might be brutally honestnoles543: what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8498038238466498393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=8498038238466498393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/8498038238466498393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/8498038238466498393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/02/now-thats-suttle-haha.html' title='Now that&apos;s suttle... haha'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-1076072043197281061</id><published>2008-02-24T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T20:45:34.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samurai Sams terriyaki bowls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fascinations adult store'/><title type='text'>Ruhtra</title><summary type='text'>tonight I went on a date with Ruhtra. He showed up on time and of course I was freakin late as can be. I went outside and met him... and he was just soo cute. he's hispanic (mexican) and he's a professional.. and he has a nice car... and he lives with his parents. :( but whatever. lolHe took me to Samurai Sam's in tempe to eat and we were supposed to go shoot pool at 6shooters but that place </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1076072043197281061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=1076072043197281061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/1076072043197281061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/1076072043197281061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/03/arthur.html' title='Ruhtra'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-8211871074726426618</id><published>2008-02-20T20:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T20:59:42.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Boy's Life</title><summary type='text'>there aren't really any boys in my life .. well... there are but ... okay ready?1. Nek -Nek is the guy who came and took care of me when I fell down the stairs. :) then .... well... yeah. I liked him alot. too bad I haven't seen him since. :( we still talk but its soo cut short and brief that I know nothing will ever come of it. I'm not stupid. I get the hint. I'm just kinda sad. would have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8211871074726426618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=8211871074726426618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/8211871074726426618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/8211871074726426618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/02/boys-life.html' title='A Boy&apos;s Life'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-8773049380635358015</id><published>2008-02-20T20:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T20:32:24.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m A One Track Lover'/><title type='text'>never seen it</title><summary type='text'>I've never seen this show and yet... I can't stop singing this song...Damnit.Nothin's hotter than the synth.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8773049380635358015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=8773049380635358015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/8773049380635358015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/8773049380635358015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/02/never-seen-it.html' title='never seen it'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-1928714224785567084</id><published>2008-02-17T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T20:22:33.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ttam</title><summary type='text'>so Ttam took me out tonight. first and foremost I want to tell you that my roommate is an assh*le. He basically told me to leave the house for 2 hours so he could invite a girl over and screw her brains out. but he couldn't accomplish that with others in the house. I stared at him for a bit and told him he was a dick for asking me to leave the house I'm paying rent in as I totally and utterly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1928714224785567084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=1928714224785567084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/1928714224785567084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/1928714224785567084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/02/ttam.html' title='Ttam'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-7654739354931172063</id><published>2008-02-13T21:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T22:04:34.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maureen o&apos;hara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the quiet man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b and e'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john wayne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office retardation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job security'/><title type='text'>Job Security [read:office retardation]</title><summary type='text'>I had to go back to work today, still coughing and hacking, still swollen. I got there early to find a massive scan pile under the desk, my patient files a shambles and my desk lookin like someone robbed me!SOMEONE B&amp;E'd my desk!I have no idea how the damned office functions when I'm not there. It was like someone did my job.. just horribly! and what should have made me feel like I was covered in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7654739354931172063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=7654739354931172063' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/7654739354931172063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/7654739354931172063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/02/job-security-readoffice-retardation.html' title='Job Security [read:office retardation]'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d6v_bft9PQo/R7PK5oLj81I/AAAAAAAAABU/UoyvbRyF1gs/s72-c/thequietman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-5882587723435230190</id><published>2008-02-12T12:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T13:53:55.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medical mask'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new strep strain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bronchitis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>you view la!</title><summary type='text'>my uvula is the size of a green grape. except its red. very very red. so on Thursday Yram and Airolg both decided to come to work sick. I'm talkin coughing sneezing itchy eyes watery nose... I could read their symptoms right off of the front of a Nyquil bottle. Yram sits with me at the front desk and she's coughing and hacking, and I'm avoiding her like ... well.. the PLAGUE!! I can't afford to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/5882587723435230190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=5882587723435230190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/5882587723435230190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/5882587723435230190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-view-la.html' title='you view la!'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_d6v_bft9PQo/R7IHHYLj8wI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TE44I0FeZlg/s72-c/Yas-Sick-2-11-2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-869964623963017104</id><published>2008-02-10T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T19:01:28.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama queen'/><title type='text'>So let it be written... So let it be done.</title><summary type='text'>I've finally had enough. My baby sister Ynnej had finally lied to me for the last time. Sadly, I've had to cut her out of my life completely and thats whats killing me the most.Are you ready for this?She went to glamis with him and lied to everyone about it. I was the only one who knew what she was doin and where she was goin. she swore to me that nothing would happen, that she had no feelings </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/869964623963017104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=869964623963017104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/869964623963017104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/869964623963017104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-shall-it-be-written-so-let-it-be.html' title='So let it be written... So let it be done.'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-7448373555403377979</id><published>2008-02-05T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T17:31:21.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>damnit Ynnej</title><summary type='text'>my older sister Ssirod warned me that my little sister Ynnej liked to lie. She liked to pretend like she does everything but no one does anyting for her. She is vindictive and caniving. I took it with a grain of salt. Everyone told me that the mistakes she makes is because she's so young.Well... It's time to grow up.I moved in with Luap thinking that Ynnej would tell him "I have a boyfriend named</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7448373555403377979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=7448373555403377979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/7448373555403377979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/7448373555403377979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/02/damnit-ynnej.html' title='damnit Ynnej'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-3439117586639245440</id><published>2008-02-04T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T17:26:21.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pulled ligament'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='torn ligament'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sprained ankle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superbowl sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gimp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Manning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pulp Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gimpy'/><title type='text'>Bring Out The Gimp</title><summary type='text'>First and foremost I need to stop and give props to Eli Manning (who i fondly call Baby Manning). He played and excellent game against the patriots and successfully, the Giants handed Tommyboy his a$$ on a platter. it was glorious. its too bad I was in pain for most of the game. Yeah. that sucks. ;(You all know that weeks ago, Ynnej fell down the condo stairs, hairline fracturing her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/3439117586639245440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=3439117586639245440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/3439117586639245440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/3439117586639245440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/02/bring-out-gimp.html' title='Bring Out The Gimp'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d6v_bft9PQo/R7I2PoLj80I/AAAAAAAAABM/-iC5_KxjHmA/s72-c/yas-ankle4-2-4-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-6626070755448196536</id><published>2008-01-17T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T13:35:27.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D'oh... AGAIN!!</title><summary type='text'>Well Damnit.Went to meet Nek. Of course took Ynnej with me. its like a test now. If they hit on my little sister… its soo done. HAH!We get there… he’s nice. He’s a huge chargers fan from San Diego. He makes good money has a nice place and is cool with both me and Ynnej. He actually had his female friend Refinnej meet with us too just to make us feel safe which I thought was totally cool.All was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/6626070755448196536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=6626070755448196536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/6626070755448196536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/6626070755448196536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/01/doh-again.html' title='D&apos;oh... AGAIN!!'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-2137992515704051355</id><published>2008-01-15T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T13:16:00.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D'Oh! Well there goes that.</title><summary type='text'>Oh No! Luap hit on my 20 year old sister!!!! He hit on my sister, blatently in front of me! I felt like… dude… she’s literally half your age. She’s too hot for you… you’re f*cking sick. You know why? Because he’s BI!!!! That’s right folks. I have no problem with gay/lesbian/bi people but dude… its my sister. He was just finished telling us about his newly discovered love of dick… telling us how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/2137992515704051355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=2137992515704051355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/2137992515704051355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/2137992515704051355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/01/doh-well-there-goes-that.html' title='D&apos;Oh! Well there goes that.'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-7701781207260189526</id><published>2008-01-10T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T12:09:35.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hunt Begins!</title><summary type='text'>L’s been without any internet or even cell phone to make any communication with the outside world. Its been an interesting little piece of my life without it. I almost felt like a kid… when I relied on everyone else for attention, time or anything else that might be fun. I became a little bit more in tune with myself, often. Mainly at night. Haha! Just kiddin.Perverts.The lease is up on Feb 1 and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7701781207260189526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=7701781207260189526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/7701781207260189526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/7701781207260189526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/01/hunt-begins.html' title='The Hunt Begins!'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-6609598868962211709</id><published>2008-01-02T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T13:02:01.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death of a black patent Pump</title><summary type='text'>IN – SAN – IT – TAYToday I mourn a family member. A trend setter. A modern introduction of the classic itself.Today, My 5 year old black patent pumps (the first ever bought from Torrid in the Brea Mall in california) died. The right heel is no longer 4 full inches. It’s now only 2. maybe 2 ½ if lucky.That’s right folks; my favorite heels … are dead.*cue Italian Mafioso wife wails and screams*I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/6609598868962211709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=6609598868962211709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/6609598868962211709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/6609598868962211709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/01/death-of-black-patent-pump.html' title='Death of a black patent Pump'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-5030400124726795033</id><published>2008-01-02T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T12:58:16.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Eve!</title><summary type='text'>I have no f*cking life. ;p New years eve Ynnej and I hung out then went to Oasis Hookah Bar in tempe. We hung out and smoked and chilled out… Counting down. I remember we did something afterwords but damn if I don’t know what it was!Lol that’s sooo bad.Then we get this call… “Ynnej can you possibly come get me? Kcin left me behind at a party. Yes… yes I’m drunk.”So around 3:45am we drive into the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/5030400124726795033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=5030400124726795033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/5030400124726795033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/5030400124726795033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-years-eve.html' title='New Years Eve!'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-2091891996174580582</id><published>2007-12-31T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T12:14:36.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Roadtrip of 2007 Part 2</title><summary type='text'> We found a spot where some people had parked and played in the snow… we knew there had to be a hill somewhere to sled down! So we grabbed our sleds and gloves and gear and hiked it, even hopping a barbed wire fence (yeah we’re dangerous like that) into uncharted (except for the footprints from the people before us) territory.Deeper into the woods we trecked, cold and hysterical with laughter to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/2091891996174580582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=2091891996174580582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/2091891996174580582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/2091891996174580582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2008/02/we-found-spot-where-some-people-had.html' title='Last Roadtrip of 2007 Part 2'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_d6v_bft9PQo/R6S7Qyqf1nI/AAAAAAAAAAc/e_XX3priMkk/s72-c/June+2007+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-209353134275422751</id><published>2007-12-30T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T11:39:33.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Roadtrip of 2007 Part 1</title><summary type='text'>IT’S A TITTY BIT NIPPLEY OUTSIDE…The last trip of 2007 was something I just had to share. My sister Ynnej and I hit up Flagstaff for the second time this last year. We took her boyfriend Yllib with us as a fun lil companion to frolick in the snow with! YAY! HehThe drive up wasn’t bad. I mean it’s about a 3 hour drive so a lot of preparation goes into this drive.1. can we afford gas?2. how do we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/209353134275422751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=209353134275422751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/209353134275422751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/209353134275422751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-roadtrip-of-2007-part-1.html' title='Last Roadtrip of 2007 Part 1'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d6v_bft9PQo/R6S4GSqf1lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fvBtK6IyIBM/s72-c/June+2007+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108017393712005975.post-4919986228853714052</id><published>2007-12-27T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T00:30:37.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Beginning...</title><summary type='text'>Lets catch you up in my life.First of all.. my name is L. I'm a smart ass with alot of bullshit in her life (yeah ... i'm a girl) and you're goin to get to read about all of it.so let me tell you about myself.I'm fat. round. rotund. voluptuous. chunky. chubby. overweight. obese. I'm of mixed race. this means I grew up with such a f*cking twisted culturally retarded homelife that I have no idea </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/feeds/4919986228853714052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1108017393712005975&amp;postID=4919986228853714052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/4919986228853714052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1108017393712005975/posts/default/4919986228853714052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysninja.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-beginning.html' title='In The Beginning...'/><author><name>L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530289440956800987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='10' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q174/whatta_crock/ninja-love.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
