<?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-3528121238873926110</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:19:28.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish I Could Tell You...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-7923304097739636076</id><published>2010-10-14T14:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T14:51:45.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bhomcuz.online-biz-opp.ru"&gt;http://bhomcuz.online-biz-opp.ru&lt;/a&gt; Work from Hoyme and Profzit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-7923304097739636076?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7923304097739636076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=7923304097739636076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/7923304097739636076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/7923304097739636076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2010/10/httpbhomcuz.html' title=''/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-279839444441595158</id><published>2009-05-05T16:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T16:41:07.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cook&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-279839444441595158?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/279839444441595158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=279839444441595158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/279839444441595158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/279839444441595158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/cook-sent-from-my-verizon-wireless.html' title=''/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-3502936481724112246</id><published>2009-04-02T19:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:32:16.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning points</title><content type='html'>At what time in life do you think you hit that moment of enlightenment ?  &lt;p&gt;At any point in life did you say to yourself that you wanted to change everything just because of one situation or event alone ....is that even possible?&lt;br&gt;At what did you feel like you were tired of everything  and you made actions to actually change thing in that you didn&amp;#39;t like?&lt;p&gt;Example: you eat fast food everyday until you get tired of the foolishness and actually get in the gym as opposed to just paying the membership fee every month....?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-3502936481724112246?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3502936481724112246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=3502936481724112246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/3502936481724112246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/3502936481724112246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/turning-points.html' title='Turning points'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-7338812030145007412</id><published>2008-12-14T08:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T08:16:00.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ftl 42</title><content type='html'>Chris schedules for 10am texts me at 10:40am to say hell be in at 1pm and can we close at 7pm instead of 8pm&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-7338812030145007412?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7338812030145007412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=7338812030145007412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/7338812030145007412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/7338812030145007412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/12/ftl-42.html' title='Ftl 42'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-5960098176980149092</id><published>2008-11-07T16:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:41:39.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anotherd day, another doller</title><content type='html'>So I haven&amp;#39;t been to the gym in a couple days and I feel bad about it. Even more than that, last night I ate too much since I&amp;#39;m on a diet.&lt;p&gt;Here&amp;#39;s the menue of yesterday...&lt;p&gt;Honey. Nut cheerios w/ skim milk&lt;p&gt;2 oatmeal cookies&lt;p&gt;More honey nut cheerios w/ skim milk&lt;p&gt;2 pieces of fried flounder filet&lt;br&gt;1 piece of catfish filet&lt;br&gt;2 slices of wheat bread&lt;p&gt;A filet-o-fish meal from mcdonalds w/ a sprite&lt;p&gt;(Do you see the lack of water in the day?!....yikes!!)&lt;p&gt;So today I tried and dumb down the calories in the day....&lt;p&gt;Venti coffee w/ non fat milk (5 sweet n low) and a cinnamon coffee cake&lt;p&gt;Venti coffee w/ non fat milk (5 sweet n low) and a cinnamon coffee cake. &lt;p&gt;1 bottle of water&lt;p&gt;Time now....7:35pm&lt;p&gt;Updates as they come...&lt;br&gt;Speaking of which the blood has stopped....:)&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-5960098176980149092?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5960098176980149092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=5960098176980149092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/5960098176980149092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/5960098176980149092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/anotherd-day-another-doller.html' title='Anotherd day, another doller'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-2950322286055147595</id><published>2008-11-03T15:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:01:07.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-"D Day"</title><content type='html'>Well tomorrow is the big day!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Election &amp;#39;08!!  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A lot of hoopala is over and we will have to leave everything up to the masses. Well they let us down? Well see tomorrow night&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Obama is my vote, simply because even I&amp;#39;m not the most informed on everything that he tands for, what I have heard is exactly what we need as a country. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I mean what&amp;#39;s not to like about him, other than him not going around the world in 80 days?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;His character speaks leaps and bounds above all foolish talk about never going to iraq like others a million times. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Obama also lost his grandmother today, which has to be devastating to him and his family, but the lord closes up one door and opens up another....good luck mr. Obama. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On a side not the party we did flopped for whatever reason and rannie owes us 80 for security and Mapp doesn&amp;#39;t have it to check him for the money so ill do it, since in essence it is MY money!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Plus I hear he&amp;#39;s tryna go to Barbados this weekend which further makes me wanna smack the shit outta him. Because he keeps focusing on other shit and not the dnace at hand. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Plus, I personally feel that we need to get in the city and fuck this brooklyn shit. Armarchii&amp;#39;s is too fucking far for anybody to really get to and furthermore, its all the way in the middle AND there&amp;#39;s no damn parking. If I was that hood, it would work but I&amp;#39;m not and grown people aint going through that just hang us....hell anybody in that case. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hopefully ill go and see the owner tonite &amp;quot;bub&amp;quot; and talk to him about not doing it again. Hopefully mapp is on the same page. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Also, congrats to your boy...25lbs down, 75lbs to go!!&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-2950322286055147595?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2950322286055147595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=2950322286055147595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/2950322286055147595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/2950322286055147595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/pre-d-day.html' title='Pre-&quot;D Day&quot;'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-610548091855369394</id><published>2008-10-26T17:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:59:08.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure...</title><content type='html'>So I&amp;#39;ve been on my diet for about a strong month now and I lost 15 .lbs so far. However, I find myself getting bored with the food and not interested in going to the gym. Imean I want to be healthier but I just can&amp;#39;t get that workout bug going yet. Gotta figure it out. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And finally me and dwain started our promotion movement our first party at this spot in bed stuy. Actually it was supposed to be dwain, rannie and I but rannie stupid ass has got the be the unorganized person in the history of this thing, and that&amp;#39;s why I see he never blows up. The niggas to fucking worried about tryna be everywhere at once instead of focusing on one special event that can bring him more props than a thousand little ones. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Simple nigga. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This dude actually books another date on the same day as our party which leaves my and dwain the only deejays at our own event, which iis exactly what we didn&amp;#39;t want. I HATE deejaying at my own event. I CAN, I just rather not. But after last night I relize that that might be the best thing at the end of the day because we had to figure out who&amp;#39;s down for the cause and who&amp;#39;s not and him not being there one the first was a sure sign. It also proves that he didn&amp;#39;t promote our party since he had his own party to promote. Fucking ridiculous. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The night however was a total flop since it rained and it was again the first night. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m not even mad because we had to get over that first phase to work out all the kinks of the club, security, bartenders and of course the team itself. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At the end of the day I spent WAY too much than I wanted to but its whatever, I recover and the next month will be greater and better....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Soundtrack of the night: &amp;quot;change gon&amp;#39; come&amp;quot; ~Sam Cooke~&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-610548091855369394?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/610548091855369394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=610548091855369394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/610548091855369394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/610548091855369394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/10/failure.html' title='Failure...'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-3315489971486072344</id><published>2008-10-08T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:53:04.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need to change up!</title><content type='html'>I really do need to. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Everything from my eating habits to working out. From having a job to having a CAREER (Chris Rock had the funniest skit about the difference between the two things. He said that in a career, you never have enough time to do anything. However, in a job, there&amp;#39;s just wayy too much time available!). &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My biggest fear is that I&amp;#39;ll be at footlocker for the same amount of time that I was at epic security, which was 4 years BTW. Did I tell you that that happened to be the worst job I ever had in my life?  Seriously, it made no sense to be at one job so long especially when they weren&amp;#39;t giving you the respect or the check that you desereve...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So I have to switch everything up, quick fast in a hurry. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here&amp;#39;s my theory. I believe that the saying, &amp;quot;Its never too late...l is complete bullshit in this day and time. The way I see it, you have your last big detour at around thirty. Thirty seems to be the big cut off point for most people, this is where everyone usally figure s it time to grow up or forever be lost in the grand scheme oof things. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now, with that being said, I have 2 1/2 years left before I hit a brick wall. No college, no real training in any type skill besides retail, so I&amp;#39;m done for unless I can make the switch when the opportunity presents itself....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What exactly will I do, is beyond me but I gotta think fast!&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-3315489971486072344?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3315489971486072344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=3315489971486072344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/3315489971486072344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/3315489971486072344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/10/need-to-change-up.html' title='Need to change up!'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-8527364590413399977</id><published>2008-09-30T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T07:32:47.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diet</title><content type='html'>9/29&lt;p&gt;Oatmeal (raisins, cinnamon, can milk and 2 equal sugars)&lt;p&gt;Carrot muffin&lt;p&gt;Small salad (spinach, tofu, green peas, carrots, corn, tomatoes and ranch dressing)&lt;p&gt;Wheat roll&lt;p&gt;Cranberry muffin&lt;p&gt;Brown rice, carrots, onions and mushroom dish I made at might...&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-8527364590413399977?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8527364590413399977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=8527364590413399977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/8527364590413399977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/8527364590413399977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/09/diet_30.html' title='Diet'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-7096517642207127278</id><published>2008-09-29T16:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:42:16.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slipage</title><content type='html'>For the last couple of days I&amp;#39;ve been slipping as far as remebering and logging my diet on here. But here&amp;#39;s the quick breakdown of what I had. Fish-sticks, more soymilk than water, honet nut cheerios, rasta food (from ital shack), oatmeal (with raisins, cinnamon, can milk and 2 equal sugar...I gotta start using more bananas instead of sugar, fake or real!)&lt;p&gt;Next up, dwain, rannie and myself are throwing a party at a club called armarachi&amp;#39;s in bed-stuy and truefully, I think we can pull this bullshit off. Lol. &lt;p&gt;We have 100 tickets and if we can get rid of atleast 50 of them at $5 that&amp;#39;ll be enough to make back the money for the printing cost and security, hopefully. &lt;p&gt;But ill update you on that we go along with it...BTW the party called &amp;quot;I Love Last Saturday&amp;quot; and the first party is happening on Oct. 27th. &lt;p&gt;Peace&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-7096517642207127278?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7096517642207127278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=7096517642207127278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/7096517642207127278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/7096517642207127278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/09/slipage.html' title='Slipage'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-7401527386004259806</id><published>2008-09-25T06:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T06:12:35.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diet</title><content type='html'>9/23&lt;p&gt;3 egg whites cheese on wheat&lt;br&gt;Vegetable rice, steamed cabbage, stemed green bananas and string beans&lt;p&gt;Vitamin water&lt;p&gt;Honey nut cheerios w/ soy milk&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;9/24&lt;p&gt;Small salad (lettuce, mushrooms, chcik peas, green beans, corn, tomatoes, soy chucnks, beets w/ oil and balsamic vinegar w/ a small bread roll)&lt;p&gt;Chashews and raisins&lt;p&gt;A chcocolate glazed doughnut (ONE!!)&lt;p&gt;Cheerios and soy milk, before bed&lt;p&gt;A lot of damn water&lt;br&gt;A lot of water&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-7401527386004259806?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7401527386004259806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=7401527386004259806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/7401527386004259806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/7401527386004259806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/09/diet_25.html' title='Diet'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-88310718812543081</id><published>2008-09-22T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:15:39.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diet</title><content type='html'>3 egg whites w/ cheese&lt;p&gt;Jamba juice (berry protein workout with soy and a lemon bread)&lt;p&gt;Salad (spinich, tomatoes, corn, sweet peas, tofu and honey mustard dressing)&lt;p&gt;Carrot, raisin and walnut muffin&lt;p&gt;A lot of damn water. &lt;p&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-88310718812543081?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/88310718812543081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=88310718812543081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/88310718812543081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/88310718812543081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/09/diet_3887.html' title='Diet'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-5392498146546854588</id><published>2008-09-22T02:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T02:19:15.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diet</title><content type='html'>9/20&lt;p&gt;3 eggs white, swiss on wheat&lt;p&gt;Small lentil soup w/ wheat bagel&lt;p&gt;A bag of pecans and a bag of pistachio nuts&lt;p&gt;One chicken mcnugget&lt;p&gt;One carrot/raisin muffin&lt;p&gt;Peanut butter on wheat bread&lt;p&gt;A lot of damn water&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-5392498146546854588?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5392498146546854588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=5392498146546854588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/5392498146546854588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/5392498146546854588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/09/diet_22.html' title='Diet'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-4762169640832951214</id><published>2008-09-19T06:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T06:42:23.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diet</title><content type='html'>The 17th is all a blur excuse me, but I had 3 egg whites w/ swiss on wheat. &lt;p&gt;Jamba juice (strawberry nirvana w/ wheatgrass shot and lemon bread)&lt;p&gt;2 handfull of pistachio nuts&lt;p&gt;2 bananas&lt;p&gt;3 egg whites and cheese on wheat &lt;p&gt;A lot of water&lt;br&gt;9/18&lt;p&gt;Drink a citron. &lt;p&gt;3 eggs whites on wheat. &lt;p&gt;Munched on oatmeal cookies most of the day. &lt;p&gt;Water for the most part, but I did have alittle too much nestea iced tea. &lt;p&gt;Went to the rasta spot and got split pea/lentil soup. &lt;p&gt;Had fish sticks late that night (10pm) ...I know I know, but I&amp;#39;m back on it today&lt;br&gt;________&lt;p&gt;On to other news. I&amp;#39;m really feeling like getting back to the old me. More educated on stuff more in tune with my body and soul (if I was ever really truely there). &lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ve been watching some stuff on youtube about the holistic movement and I&amp;#39;m begin to see the light!!  &lt;p&gt;I believe I&amp;#39;ll do good at it, but its gonna be a long hard road...I&amp;#39;ll press through. ...&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-4762169640832951214?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4762169640832951214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=4762169640832951214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/4762169640832951214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/4762169640832951214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/09/diet.html' title='Diet'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-9121531475288021945</id><published>2008-09-17T10:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:10:49.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diet pt2</title><content type='html'>Also I had a handful of pistachio nuts and chasews&lt;p&gt;4 oatmeal cookies&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-9121531475288021945?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9121531475288021945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=9121531475288021945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/9121531475288021945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/9121531475288021945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/09/diet-pt2.html' title='Diet pt2'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-5168682724765157438</id><published>2008-09-16T19:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T19:11:55.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new diet</title><content type='html'>Well I haven&amp;#39;t talked to you in awhile and its been a lot of shit going on since we did last talk. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;First and foremost, I&amp;#39;ve come to the conclusion that I&amp;#39;m a sex addict. I suffer from suffer from almost everyone of the symptoms. So after a couple of wild nights with undiseable women, I&amp;#39;ve decided to stop cold turkey....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Speaking of such I&amp;#39;m in day two of my new diet. And I&amp;#39;m forreal this time. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I decided to log all of my meal on this blog so that I can honesly look at what I&amp;#39;m eating and react to it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9/15. &lt;br&gt;Jamba juice (stawberry nirvana w/ double shot of wheatgrass)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Small vegatble soup and a bagel&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Large chcken salad (that I chewed on for most the afternoon and night)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Almost a gallon of water&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Came home and ate 6 oatmeal cookies....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9/16&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jamba juice (medium strawberry nirvana w/o wheatgrass...they were out of it), small lemon bread&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Small veggie soup and a wheat bagel. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jamba juice (medium berry fitful w/ wheatgrass...they got more), with small lemon bread&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Almost a gallon of water...&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-5168682724765157438?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5168682724765157438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=5168682724765157438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/5168682724765157438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/5168682724765157438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-new-diet.html' title='My new diet'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-3368684865514047508</id><published>2008-07-21T06:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T06:31:31.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny shit</title><content type='html'>So, dwains brother left for trinidad and tobago 2 weeks ago. Before leaving he stated that he would like to leave his car in the driveway....cool no problem my father replies. &lt;p&gt;Of course we took the car for a joy ride or two during the stay...mostly food runs to dominoes, we went to circuit city to look at some TVs, we went to mahatten to pick up the TV, we went to ikea to get stuff for dwain and me and that&amp;#39;s really about it. No parties, no whore chasing or such, just actually shit that we wanted to get done since we had the car. &lt;p&gt;Now the funny shit. His moms was staying at the house with him for a majority of the time and during that time I&amp;#39;m sure she was there as a look out, just cause she&amp;#39;s nosey as shit. &lt;p&gt;While me and dwain were at Coney Island since it was the hottest day of the year, dwain gets a call from his mother (who calls him all the damn time come to find out) that his brother called him and said that he was coming in at 12:02a instead of 10:00pm like we thought. Now first and foremost, why the hell was he calling the mother when the mother doesn&amp;#39;t drive instead of calling dwain who is the only person that has to pick him up? And THEN we get a call that stephan thinks were &amp;quot;galavanting&amp;quot; in his car since we were at the beach. And that his mother thinks I drive to hard for his taste so I shouldn&amp;#39;t be driving. Mind you I drove her ass to the church all the way downtown brooklyn on sunday. Too bad to drive the car but good enough to make stop and drops for and stephan. &lt;p&gt;Dwain said that he was gonna let them know he feels about the situation and that if things get out of control he was gonna kick them out of his house when he comes in since dwain said he&amp;#39;s refusing to pick him up from the airport since he&amp;#39;s coming in to late. &lt;p&gt;Me, personally, I was more shocked than upset about the situation because I&amp;#39;m like, why the hell would he think that since I&amp;#39;ve been driving longer than him and had more cars than him?  But at the end of the day its his car and I can&amp;#39;t say anything about, ya dig. I just wish he wouldve more thought for the fact that you came in my house and asked to leave your car last minute for two weeks and then have the nerve to be on some don&amp;#39;t touch my car shit. &lt;p&gt;Terry my neighbor said it best, when dwain was joking around and said that he was thinking about waiting until everybody was asleep and jump into his pool. Terry said &amp;quot;if something happens to my house while I&amp;#39;m gone, I blame you and hold you responsible for it. Since I live here I hold my neighbor accountable for looking after my house simce I would do the same. So how can Isay no to you considering your that your protecting my shit?  Its nothing to jump in my pool. There has to be a trade off when it come to that type of stuff. Life is full of give and takes. You can&amp;#39;t expect someone to give you protection and not want them to have have a little liberty with it. &lt;p&gt;That&amp;#39;s like me giving someone the keys to my house for a week and then say, &amp;quot;oh, you can&amp;#39;t stay here overnight or have any friends over AT ALL!&amp;quot;. How? When I&amp;#39;m the protecting it it? My job for that week is to protect so you already know imma make sure everything is good for you when you come back. &lt;p&gt;More so than that,  dwain and I even went to the car wash to clean out and put gas in his stupid ass car. Just so that can see that everything is all good on our end. &lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-3368684865514047508?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3368684865514047508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=3368684865514047508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/3368684865514047508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/3368684865514047508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/funny-shit.html' title='Funny shit'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-2846504297817023833</id><published>2008-07-11T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T18:24:50.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 years ago.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J68FTVEhjsM/SHgH4oCsPfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/4tbPCnnhfeI/s1600-h/%3D%3FWindows-1252%3FB%3FZ2FzIHByaWNlcy5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-790897"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J68FTVEhjsM/SHgH4oCsPfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/4tbPCnnhfeI/s320/%3D%3FWindows-1252%3FB%3FZ2FzIHByaWNlcy5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-790897"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221932437338865138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-2846504297817023833?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2846504297817023833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=2846504297817023833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/2846504297817023833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/2846504297817023833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/8-years-ago.html' title='8 years ago.....'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J68FTVEhjsM/SHgH4oCsPfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/4tbPCnnhfeI/s72-c/%3D%3FWindows-1252%3FB%3FZ2FzIHByaWNlcy5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-790897' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-8642293210916491505</id><published>2008-07-03T22:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:42:17.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new thang...</title><content type='html'>I realized that light skinned chicks are the new in thing and I start going after them more often. &lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m not talking about regular light skinned chicks, I&amp;#39;m talking about half black, half white chicks...this might the way I&amp;#39;ve always felt but now I see it manifeting itself into a full-time job damn near!&lt;p&gt;Not a bad thing but I have to be able to come to grips with it. Mostly thick chicks which aint a thing but I don&amp;#39;t it to be a situation where I&amp;#39;m settling for them. &lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ll reseach this phenom over the summer and see what&amp;#39;s really good by the end, cause I gotta settle down with one of these chicks by the time tory&amp;#39;s wedding come around in june (the 3rd to be exact)&lt;p&gt;Peace!!&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-8642293210916491505?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8642293210916491505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=8642293210916491505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/8642293210916491505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/8642293210916491505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-new-thang.html' title='My new thang...'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-4665668701031398133</id><published>2008-06-26T23:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T23:44:04.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M-I-Yayo</title><content type='html'>Finally reached MIA and shit is pretty damn good. Got some drinks in my system, had a white chick up at the crib (and the fake tits were lickd!!). Shit will only get better as the days progress....&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-4665668701031398133?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4665668701031398133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=4665668701031398133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/4665668701031398133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/4665668701031398133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/m-i-yayo.html' title='M-I-Yayo'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-6095197545403847033</id><published>2008-06-19T18:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T18:42:23.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just tryna stay on the road...</title><content type='html'>Well we have a 50 tomorrow at work and I might be able to the guap up for the trip (btw, I need about $500, yea, word!) &lt;p&gt;Still figuring out the whole deejay/TV thing. Its been weighing on my mind pretty bad since I started this damn thought. I would really like to do both, but I don&amp;#39;t have time to do both. Work NEED a certain amount of time to be done properly and the same is for deejaying, of course. &lt;p&gt;I would love to make up my mind before I go to MIA, but clearly this gonna be a decision that needs to be thought many cups of bacardi and hopefully a thick hood chick from MIA. &lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m starting take this job thing more seriously. I haven&amp;#39;t felt like this in a long time. Rumors are out about the promotion, but I&amp;#39;m hearing I&amp;#39;m supposed to be the new &amp;quot;it&amp;quot; boy. Oh boy.....&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-6095197545403847033?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6095197545403847033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=6095197545403847033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/6095197545403847033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/6095197545403847033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-tryna-stay-on-road.html' title='Just tryna stay on the road...'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-8183382581066560555</id><published>2008-06-17T17:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T17:55:22.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of an era?</title><content type='html'>Here&amp;#39;s the thing, I think its time to give up the deejay thing for good. I&amp;#39;ve been out of it for a couple of monthes now and I really don&amp;#39;t have no desire to continue any sort of it. But should I continue I know I would be excellent in it, especially since I&amp;#39;m tryna start this new entertainment business. I mean dwain will start his event planning career this friday at a club in mahatten and I haven&amp;#39;t even broke through yet with my ideas. It makes me think that I&amp;#39;m not good or into it as I was before. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here&amp;#39;s the pivotal point of everything, I have an circuit city card for a grand. I have 2 options...I can either buy a new laptop with the money and spend 500 on seratos and I&amp;#39;m back up to date with almost everything. ( I still keep up with the download/buying of music, new or old)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Or&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Option 2, which is to buy a flatscreen TV for the room and make my new life as comfortable as possible...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2 years ago, it wouldve been no question....LAPTOP!!!  But now it up in the air if I nuy the TV, I&amp;#39;m never gonna go back into the deejaying field (which I LOVE) but I might just back people doing parties, ya know?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What&amp;#39;s a nigga to do?!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ill think about it over vacation and let you know....HURRY UP MIA!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-8183382581066560555?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8183382581066560555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=8183382581066560555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/8183382581066560555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/8183382581066560555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/end-of-era.html' title='The end of an era?'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-1104694344811120916</id><published>2008-06-16T17:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T17:27:09.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fw: lines</title><content type='html'>Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-----Original Message-----&lt;br&gt;From: saint caldwell &amp;lt;supasaint01@yahoo.com&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Date: Mon, 16 Jun 2008 17:26:23 &lt;br&gt;To:supasaint01@yahoo.com&lt;br&gt;Subject: lines&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Summary of lines  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hey.. I was just lookin at your page and i like what I see.. If you feel the same then hit me back loser =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your a cutie, and I want your booty.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Please excuse my intrusion, but my concern for your need of fillatio and attractive smile has drawn me to conclude that you might receive numerous amounts of messages a day. None in which offers you anything of your interest. I, on the other hand am willing to make your day. I enjoy role playing and if you would be interested in trying it, you should contact me. All in all, would you like to stick my manhood inside your womanly area?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Can I borrow you? I&amp;#39;ll give you back. Promise. &lt;br&gt;+ &lt;br&gt;Do you talk to dark skin brothers, whos charm should be a felony in 2/3 of this country&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What&amp;#39;s good girly, i just had to let you know you have exquisite breast. i dont write to chicks to often but, you look do-able...wanna get something poppin?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;how you doing sweetheart im cool daddy and i was looking at your profile and like what i see i not gonna feed you no player bull ++! cause that aint me. &lt;br&gt;I wanna wife ya up eat it and beat it you decide the order let e know whats up&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WOW, your beauty is just astounding!!! &lt;br&gt;after looking at your page and your pics....i have came to only one conclusion.... &lt;br&gt;i need to beat those buns....you down?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Greetings, my Goddess. How art thou? Me? Well...I&amp;#39;ve got a pocket full of hundreds that I&amp;#39;m about to drop off at the orphanage. It&amp;#39;s a weekly habit of mine and I love it. (smile) You take care now and respond to me when you have time, you wonderful woman...YOU. (wink)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;cherrio &lt;br&gt;+ &lt;br&gt;I know my sheer goodness impresses the best of them(smiles). Some may find it hard to be a model citizen but me..not so much. So tell me how is this stricking figure of the female gender doing? &lt;br&gt;+ &lt;br&gt;English accent&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Clint A. Caldwell&lt;br&gt;Owner of Extreme Nights Entertainment&lt;br&gt;extremenightsent@gmail.com&lt;br&gt;Co-Musical Director of GoldStone Entertainment LLC.&lt;br&gt;P.O. Box 369&lt;br&gt;124 Greene street&lt;br&gt;New York, NY, 10012&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-1104694344811120916?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1104694344811120916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=1104694344811120916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/1104694344811120916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/1104694344811120916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/fw-lines.html' title='Fw: lines'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-4462627933926997871</id><published>2008-06-04T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:22:54.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there...</title><content type='html'>Set up new email for new name of entertainment company. Its extremenightsentertainment@gmail.com&lt;p&gt;Might stoop down and fuck with a chick I was tryna fuck last year sometime on friday. &lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-4462627933926997871?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4462627933926997871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=4462627933926997871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/4462627933926997871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/4462627933926997871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/almost-there.html' title='Almost there...'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-3345443615654616296</id><published>2008-06-03T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T20:31:17.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just some thing i was thinking about...</title><content type='html'>WHAT ATTRACTIVE WOMEN HATE MOST ABOUT SINGLE GUYS... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's return to where we started. There are a few particular things that REALLY annoy single, attractive women. One of the reasons that these things annoy women is because they're DEAL KILLERS. A woman can like everything about you, but if you do these things (or even ONE of these things), it can DESTROY your chances of success with a particular woman. Here are a few of the BIG things that single women hate: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Giving Up Your Status In Exchange For Her: Attention And Approval &lt;br /&gt;If I had to describe the one single thing that both annoys women and DESTROYS a guy's chances, it would be this. It has taken me a long time to see this particular pattern, but it's EVERYWHERE. Men, in effect, say "Hi, I want your approval and attention. I'm willing to let YOU be the one &lt;br /&gt;who's in control... and let YOU call the shots... and do anything to please YOU... if you'll give me your attention and approval". But the problem is that women DON'T WANT you to give up your status and "manliness". Women aren't ATTRACTED to men who act weak and tentative. &lt;br /&gt;Women secretly HATE IT when a guy does something to demonstrate that he'll give away his power in return for approval. THEY HATE IT! &lt;br /&gt;I could literally write an entire book on this one single concept. Take a few minutes to think this one over, and maybe write down the ways that you make this mistake with women. More importantly, think about how you're going to STOP DOING IT IMMEDIATELY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Being Needy, Clingy, And Insecure &lt;br /&gt;When one person "clings" to another person "psychologically", the person who is being "clinged to" RESENTS and REJECTS the needy, clingy &lt;br /&gt;emotional parasite... This is WUSS behavior at its worst. If a guy is on the phone with a girl he just met, and she says "Hey, I have to go", he might &lt;br /&gt;say "Aw, well... um... OK. Um, will you call me when you get home?". Or let's say a guy and a girl are out on their first date, and they're walking around in a large department store. Most guys will follow the woman everywhere, and not leave her side for a minute. If she wanders away, he'll come find her IMMEDIATELY. He'll stay physically close to her, as if he's afraid she'll leave without him. And an even worse example is a guy who is so emotionally insecure that he actually ASKS a woman to tell him that he's nice, fun, interesting, etc. "Do you think I'm interesting?" "Do you think we could ever have a relationship?" "Am I your type?" Women HATE this stuff. It makes them shiver with the heebie-jeebies. It makes them want to RUN AWAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Not Leading - And Even Worse, Trying To Get Her To Lead &lt;br /&gt;Women have WUSS-DAR. One of the things that triggers a woman's WUSS- DAR is a man who FOLLOWS. The REAL problem is that most women won't try to LEAD naturally. So you've got a situation where a man is trying to FOLLOW a woman who isn't LEADING. He's looking for little cues so he knows where to go and what to do... but he isn't getting them. So what does he do? He ASKS for them! He says "So, I was thinking of maybe taking you to Olive Garden for dinner... how does that sound?". Everything about the way he asks says to the woman "I'm trying to figure out what you want me to do... please help me know how you want me to act, where you want me to take you, and what you want me to say". &lt;br /&gt;This is ATTRACTION DEATH! Men who don't lead, and even worse, try to get a woman to lead, ANNOY THE HELL OUT OF SINGLE &lt;br /&gt;WOMEN. They HATE IT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Using Insecure, Approval-Seeking, Low- Status Posture, Gestures, Voice Tone, And Body Language &lt;br /&gt;There's a term that single, attractive, in- demand women use to describe men who use weak, approval-seeking posture, gestures, comments, and &lt;br /&gt;mannerisms... The term is "NICE". "He's nice... but... there's no chemistry." This is one of those areas that's not easy to talk about. Since SO DAMN MANY GUYS do this stuff, it's almost impossible to explain. It's like trying to tell a fish that they're not going to get anywhere in life if they stay &lt;br /&gt;wet. The fish doesn't even KNOW it's wet in the first place. But let me try. This is important. Go spend a day observing couples. Go places where couples that have just met spend time together. Bars, clubs, coffee shops, whatever. Now watch the GUYS. Watch how they lean towards the women. Watch how they raise their eyebrows in exaggerated response to women's comments. Watch how they slump over, let their shoulders &lt;br /&gt;fall forward, and smile fake-ly at whatever the women say. If you're close enough, listen to how men ask questions and make comments with a voice tone that says "I'm insecure and I'm trying to be extra nice to compensate for it". You'll see it EVERYWHERE. In fact, you'll see it so much that you'll probably write me back to tell me that I'm the one who's crazy, and that since it happens so much, it must be "the right way". Well, it's not. &lt;br /&gt;If there's one thing that triggers an attractive single woman's WUSS-DAR, it's a man's posture, gestures, eye contact, voice tone, etc. &lt;br /&gt;It all happens in an INSTANT. Women read this stuff and interpret it as instantly and accurately as you read and interpret the cover of Playboy. &lt;br /&gt;NO ANALYSIS NECESSARY. I'd say that probably 90% of all men alive today INSTANTLY disqualify themselves with women &lt;br /&gt;because of this problem. Their voice tone, gestures, posture, etc. TELEGRAPH the message that they're a WUSS. They do a thousand weird little things to let a woman know that they're uncomfortable and "not being themselves". And you guessed it... Single women HATE IT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Not Understanding That She's A Woman And You're A Man &lt;br /&gt;I'm about to get philosophical on your !#*, so be cool. When it comes down to it, most men don't understand women. But the REAL kicker is that most men don't understand MEN, either! Most guys don't know what it's like to get in touch with their MALE NATURE. Combine these two issues, and you get a guy who behaves in ways that DO NOT trigger ATTRACTION in women. Women have a "nature". A female nature. Men also have a "nature". You guessed it, it's a MALE nature. Women are coy. They like to play hard to get. They like to enjoy the chase. They love anticipation. They love to "let a guy catch them"... Men are competitive. Men are dominant. Men like to play rough games, win things, and rule their territory. &lt;br /&gt;Well guess what? Most men don't BEHAVE like men when they're in the presence of a woman that they "like". And since most men don't understand female human nature, they don't demonstrate that they "get it" when they're with women that they "like". Women like men. Men like women. There are POWERFUL causes at play here. When you're around a woman you like, don't act like a GIRLY-MAN. It's not sexy, and it's not attractive... &lt;br /&gt;And single women HATE IT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Not Being Interesting To Be Around &lt;br /&gt;Underneath most behavior that I see most guys acting out is a "core belief" that goes like this: "I don't believe that an attractive woman would &lt;br /&gt;want to be around me just because she enjoys my presence... so I make up for it by saying and doing certain things that I hope she'll enjoy... &lt;br /&gt;and if she enjoys those other things enough, then maybe she'll want to spend more time with me." Heavy, man. Well guess what? Most attractive single women KNOW that if a guy isn't interesting to be around, they she's eventually going to go CRAZY being around him. &lt;br /&gt;In other words, no amount of material gifts, compliments, dinners, and other "displays" will EVER compensate for a lack of BEING INTERESTING. &lt;br /&gt;Here's a profound thought: &lt;br /&gt;I and several other guys I know have many women who call us often... just because they enjoy being around us. These women would be happy just to be in the same room with us... and enjoy our company. And yes, these women CALL US. Often. Material gifts, food, flowers, and other &lt;br /&gt;"displays" have ZERO lasting value to a woman when it comes to how she FEELS about you... An attractive single woman wants a guy who &lt;br /&gt;LIGHTS HER UP. She wants to FEEL GOOD. She wants mystery... she wants to laugh... she wants a challenge... she wants sexual tension... &lt;br /&gt;If you're using compliments, gifts, food, and other "displays" to get a woman's attention... you need to ask yourself a tough question: &lt;br /&gt;Is it because you don't believe that a woman would want to be around you just to be around you? &lt;br /&gt;Because if you don't know how to be INTERESTING to a woman, then no amount of compensation is going to fix the problem. &lt;br /&gt;If you're boring, predictable, and uninteresting, then you're never going to have women calling YOU to hang out. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, and women HATE IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Not Understanding Attraction This is a BIGGIE. &lt;br /&gt;You hear me talking about it all the time, right? Maybe now that you've read this newsletter you'll have a better context to understand what &lt;br /&gt;I'm about to tell you... If you "get it" with women, it's SUPER INTERESTING and ATTRACTIVE to them. Women can INSTANTLY FEEL IT when they're with a guy who "gets it". Women know very quickly if they're talking to a guy who understands himself and women... and who &lt;br /&gt;enjoys creating and building sexual tension. Women know if a guy speaks the SECRET LANGUAGE of "Sexual Communication". &lt;br /&gt;If he doesn't, then she stops all communication on that level. If he does, then it continues. ATTRACTION Isn't A Choice. &lt;br /&gt;Attraction is an emotional and physical RESPONSE... and you can't "convince" a woman to feel it with logic, gifts, and NICENESS. &lt;br /&gt;Attraction is the result of a woman meeting a man who understands how attraction works... and who knows what to do in each specific situation to &lt;br /&gt;progress to the next level. The PROBLEM with ATTRACTION, and with success with women in general is that the things you need &lt;br /&gt;to DO to be successful are NOT OBVIOUS. They're "counter intuitive", in many cases. In other words, they're the OPPOSITE of what &lt;br /&gt;you'd THINK would make sense. You have to do things like CREATE TENSION... stop doing something that she likes... give her &lt;br /&gt;time to miss you... etc. And if you don't understand ATTRACTION, a woman is going to KNOW IT. &lt;br /&gt;And guess what? &lt;br /&gt;Single women HATE IT when a man doesn't understand ATTRACTION and how to communicate on this "other level". &lt;br /&gt;Now that I've shared the mistakes, you need the next piece of the puzzle. You need to get an education on how attraction works for women... and &lt;br /&gt;the RIGHT things to do up front to give her those emotional/physical feelings inside. Right now you're probably feeling that excited "Ah Ha!" feeling. &lt;br /&gt;That's because you understand something at a different level... you've used your mind to understand something complex... and you feel good &lt;br /&gt;about bettering yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-3345443615654616296?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3345443615654616296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=3345443615654616296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/3345443615654616296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/3345443615654616296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-some-thing-i-was-thinking-about.html' title='just some thing i was thinking about...'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-5464494201952787853</id><published>2008-05-31T15:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T15:40:17.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>I seriously can&amp;#39;t wait for vaction to come arund this year, because my brother and I are off to san fran (first time ever going to the west coast, mind you) but before that I&amp;#39;m going miami with ryan and a couple of high school pals.  That trip should be super fucking exciting. &lt;p&gt;I truely can&amp;#39;t wait for my vacation. If I don&amp;#39;t go imma be bewyond upset...&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-5464494201952787853?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5464494201952787853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=5464494201952787853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/5464494201952787853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/5464494201952787853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-4443042133905804924</id><published>2008-05-31T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T11:03:59.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>6. Don&amp;#39;t over think your game!&lt;br&gt;Don&amp;#39;t try and over analyze what your gonna do when you begin to talk to them...it takes away from you being able to think quick on your feet. Just keep it trill&lt;p&gt;7. Don&amp;#39;t give female unwarranted attention!&lt;p&gt;Attention for a women is the same as a orgasm for a man, you can&amp;#39;t give it to them too soon. &lt;p&gt;8. Don&amp;#39;t go on thris party date!&lt;p&gt;If a girl you wanna go out with, and she says that she want to bring a friend or cousin, she bring a cockblocker with her...and that&amp;#39;s because she has a man, so It looks like a friendly outting instead of what it is, a DATE. &lt;p&gt;9. Don&amp;#39;t let a female cause a riff between you and another dude!&lt;p&gt;Women love that attention and it gives them power over both men!!  No dirty macking&lt;p&gt;10. Women with 3 or more tattoos is a hoe!!&lt;p&gt;Hoe-ing is sex with multiple partners. No problem with that but let not be blind to the facts!!&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-4443042133905804924?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4443042133905804924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=4443042133905804924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/4443042133905804924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/4443042133905804924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/words.html' title='Words'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528121238873926110.post-5872955474221594949</id><published>2008-05-30T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T02:57:05.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"...Here we go again!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Since the last blog I had was lost, for whatever reason, I have been forced to start a new one, but like I vowed before, EVERYTHING Iwrite WILL be the complete and honest TRUTH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I mean I'm just looking for someone to tell my story too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3528121238873926110-5872955474221594949?l=lemetellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5872955474221594949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3528121238873926110&amp;postID=5872955474221594949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/5872955474221594949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3528121238873926110/posts/default/5872955474221594949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemetellyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/here-we-go-again.html' title='&quot;...Here we go again!&quot;'/><author><name>just letting it out...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00345447502678299869</uri><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
